White pt i

Hello all! I'm new and also new to writing. this story is a rather lengthy work of fiction so hang with me if you can. I'll be the first to admit that I am no[…]

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Cabin fun

Curled up on the sofa, heavily into a mystery, I hear voices and the motor of a boat. I look over at the clock and realize maybe John is back from his fishing adventure for[…]

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The vacation

My name is Roger, and I grew up in central California with my mom Karen and dad Charles, year and a half older sister Susan, and three year younger brother Scott. Dad was in real[…]

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David, my lover

I was always a shy girl, never having much luck with boyfriends. They were either too pushy, making me feel uneasy, and turned off, or not bold enough. Meaning, of course, that at 24, I[…]

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A short hop

My friend Bob called me on Tuesday and asked me to meet with his accountant Betsy. Apparently she was considering an offer to run accounting for some out of town firm and he felt I[…]

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My friend's dad 14

We were both very stunned to say the absolute very least, then we very slowly closed the door and started whispering. "Was your daughter just fucking my mom?" I asked. "Yes, holy shit," John replied[…]

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Nineteen and counting.

Nineteen and Counting. ————– Her delicate left hand was travelling erratically over her own soap drenched body, while her right was applying flat, concentric, experienced motions over her puffy engorged pleasure center, radiating its exaggerated[…]

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