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Fbailey story number 396 Research Library When I retired at sixty-two I decided to research the area when I lived and to write a comprehensive book unlike any written before me. It combined several of[…]

The discovery of the security camera was a shock, but I guess I should have expected it. After all, it was a very large house that just screamed "RICH" from the outside, and everything in[…]

It was the Friday afternoon, before the Holiday Weekend, and I was driving the car to the ‘Biker Rally’ and ‘Rock Festival’, when I realized that I had a ‘slow puncture’. My husband, Craig, had[…]

Paving a path for yourself is hard for any young man, more so myself. I abstain from using the term boy because I have recently lost one of things a boy must lose to become[…]

On Friday afternoon I got home early from a business trip. My wife, Irmeli, was still at work and Helen, the uni student who I had picked up (actually she picked me up) at an[…]

Mistress Lindsey was sitting in her large comfy chair, and as was usual for a Friday evening when I was with her, I was on all fours and she was resting her feet on my[…]

She was waiting on the bed in the hotel room for him, a perfect little fuck toy. Her crotchless panties revealing a freshly shaved pussy. The see through bra torn and allowing one perky breast[…]

Come on you mother fuckers – strip me bare: right here on your altar of bigotry. Cruelly mutilate my mother's breasts, doing your best to ensure I'll never enjoy succoring my children again. Come on[…]

I tied up my robe and ran downstairs. I seen Marcus in his Porshe his iPhone lighting up his face. "Bop" I hit him right in his face. He loooked at me, "The fuck !".[…]

I returned to the bar the following night and waited for about three hours but Bobby didn't show up. When I asked people if they had seen her, they replied that they did not know[…]

I have had my eye on Eric since he started tending bar at the restaurant I worked at. We’d had some casual conversations, but nothing that seemed to lead anywhere. It was frustrating as hell.[…]

Ever Since I can remember my older sister Kim was on a wheelchair, she was ten years my senior and the older of 4 kids I was the youngest and the only boy. My story[…]

I work a non-de office job where I am tied to a desk from nine to five each day and am reachable by phone and email the rest of the week. It is easy work[…]

I've fantasized about this but never actually saw it coming to life. I work in the hospitality industry in a split level office. On the first floor are 5 coworkers along with myself. Up a[…]

This is my first story, I hope you enjoy it. I know I did 😉 I glanced across at her and laughed. She was pulling a silly face at me from the other side of[…]

Ok before I start the story i want people to know that the first story is pretty much my life as a 13 year old freshman and my life through school. However to add a[…]