Night visit

Ryan stood in the doorway of his little sister’s room watching the sweet girl sleep. This was the third night in a row he had stood here with his hand down his boxers, thinking about[…]

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Locker room, fuck.

I’m Jared. I’m eighteen years old. I have dark black hair, with green eyes. I’m currently finishing my final year of schooling. I like to work out, a lot but I’m not what of those[…]

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Melody of the mountains

O, i dream her bosoms lush, sway to and fro with ev'ry thrust; our tongues entwined, yet still we blush, I hope thee tight with sweaty lust. Thy lively nipples swell and harden, fingers frolick[…]

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New years eve

It's seven thirty in the morning, January 1st 2007, New years day and here I am sat in my study typing away on the PC when really, I ought to be where my wife is[…]

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Old single friends

An old man and an old woman, who lived near each other in a large apartment complex, soon became friends after each one lost their spouse. Every Saturday evening at 6:00 pm sharp, the man[…]

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Just a dream

I'm standing next to you in a kitchen listening to music and talking to you. You are wearing a pretty brown tank and a medium length white skirt looking very sexy. Goo Goo Dolls' Slide[…]

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Such is life 8

Jump ahead to almost an entire year since she I met at the pool. Courtney and I had already celebrated my 22nd birthday, and her 19th birthday. Our friendship had gotten Rock solid, and very[…]

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Dinner

We my new boss called me into his office I was worried. He ask me to take a seat and then closed the door. He told me that he had just gotten off the phone[…]

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Greta

The evening wind whispered a cool hello to Greta as she walked home that evening. Greta felt her nipples harden through her blouse and her pink 34B 82% nylon, 12% spandex 6% silk seamless elegant[…]

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Roleplay

I looked at my wife Lin as she turned away from the sink, the last piece of crockery washed, dried and ready to put away. At 52 years of age she still looked good, indeed,[…]

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Body art chap 1

Jack surveyed his new beginners art class. Who was to be his target this semester? He was a post graduate art student, already with a bit of an artistic reputation. He had irritated his professors[…]

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