A summer story

Matt’s Fun Summer – By Formerly Yak It was the first true week of summer and I couldn’t have been more excited. I was going to be working at a summer camp full time, doing[…]

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Mind control

"How many do we have right now," asked Mr. Ross? "Nine, we sent out two yesterday, but we have enough to fill our remaining orders," replied Miss Forbes, "now if we get any more calls,[…]

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Dog sex

I had just finished sweeping off the deck and was preparing to take a dip in the pool to cool off. Tim was taking advantage of the seclusion my cottage afforded by working on his[…]

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Artistic sex is hot.

Ashley stared wistfully at her Art teacher. Today’s lesson was Portraits Of People You Love. As usual, they had to think of creative ways to turn the simple theme into a abstract and complicated art[…]

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Naughty teacher 2

Well, if you have read the first part to this story, you already know I have been nailing my hot Spanish teacher from high school. Actually she used to be my teacher about ten years[…]

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Carolyn s. 2

A couple of months have passed and Carolyn was back visiting her former neighbor, Sharon. They were like sisters in many ways. Besides both loving sensual and sexual massages, they were both voyeuristic and would[…]

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Me and adam

It was a long Friday at school, and I was glad to finally be done. It would be good to have a weekend without tests and homework. As I boarded the bus, I thought about[…]

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Speeding ticket

"Dispatch, this is 27." "This is dispatch. Hey, Johnson, you can loosen up on the formality. You're not in the big city now, just a sheriff's department in a big rural county, a bunch of[…]

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Homecoming

this told in a direct form, as in one to one. its late on a wednesday evening and i'm veggitating in front of the tv when my phone rings. its you, saying you're in germany[…]

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Body snatch

I was a 63-year-old overweight bald man named Dr. Jake L. Edih, virtually ignored for my looks, which was okay with me. Being a professor at an ivory league university, I have spent the majority[…]

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