The company pic-nic

It was time again for the annual company picnic. Instead of the usual deal in some park, the picnic committee had decided to get everyone discount (as in huge discount) passes to the local theme[…]

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Last chance….chapter 2

This is not a stroke story. It's an emotionally painful romance. The only sex that approaches explicit is phone sex. Chapter 2 Saturday About Hope: I was still upset Saturday morning. I thought she probably[…]

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In the library

In the Library? (An absolutely true story) In 1964, I was 17 and a freshman at Illinois Institute of Technology. I was not doing particularly well in my studies even though I had graduated top[…]

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Me and my cousin

DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction directly from the Author’s fucked up and perverted mind. All participants in this story while based on the Author and his Cousin are in fact FICTIONAL and[…]

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My first fuck

The night I first fucked my mother was undoubtedly the happiest time in my life, although it has been nearly equaled many times since in our torrid love life. It happened in her father's house[…]

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Saint patrick’s day

Fbailey story number 519 Saint Patrick’s Day Here in America we celebrate Saint Patrick’s Day on March seventeenth. This year it was on Wednesday. Everyone wears green and most people claim to be Irish. I[…]

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