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Welcome to my story. You may have noticed that i have previously posted small segments of this story before. Due to some of the feedback from those parts I have decided that it's probably better[…]

CHAPTER ELEVEN 3RD FRIDAY Mike gets up at four and Nina wakes so he's pleasantly delayed getting away to pick up Trudy until five. It's twenty after six when he pulls up to her door.[…]

Slowly you walk toward me, I’m kneeling my head lowered, my hands clasped behind my back, my breast jutting out. You come to a stop before me and take in the sight knowing this journey[…]

Ok, this story takes place about six years ago, when I was thirteen. Not really, just setting the story. I lived in the burbs and I had a great life. There was a girl I[…]

This is the follow up to ‘First Time’ – if you haven’t already, go and read it! Beach Prologue I am tired after my trip and fall into bed as soon as I get back,[…]

"Hi, I'm Rachel, and yeah… I guess you can call me a sex addict," I giggled as I looked at the expectant faces surrounding me. I thought about that statement for a minute. Of course,[…]

So one day right I'm at work talking real freaky with my girl all day. We having one of those days where we haven't had sexnin awhile and we're both turned on so we're gonna[…]

Emile had gotten off the plane a couple of hours ago, but was already quite exhausted from his long flight to an unfamiliar country. Just seven hours ago, he was sitting comfortably in his bedroom[…]

– IV – After the punching incident Dylan became different around me. I guess he felt really guilty about the whole thing. Back then I didn’t know that Dylan feeling guilty was as incredible of[…]

Prologue: Young or old, black or white, they all act the same. They act like just being in my presence is something truly revolting or when I cast a glance in their direction, it is[…]

As you have read both Ashleigh and Renee and I are part of the relationship now after a weekend away. It now comes to a grinding halt due to a trip to China, but theirs[…]

Maribel by Gail Holmes I remember the time only to well: it was two days after my birthday, a Sunday morning; on Sundays we never dressed before breakfast just walked around in our night gowns,[…]

Further adventures at MC My Girlfriend Tes and I enjoy visiting a motel that has been converted for enjoyment of swingers, it’s a small, 25 ish rooms, motel with all the rooms made over with[…]

“There is a striking resemblance between the act of love and the ministrations of a torturer.” -Angela Carter *** "Why does the wolf eat Grandma first?" The question floated out of Angela‘s mouth before she[…]

the story continues. Allison makes herself at home. I spent the remaining hours of my afternoon in Allison’s bed, well her floor really. We coupled in practically every position I could think of. Although she[…]

His mother tapped softly at the door and Jim sat up a little. The door opened a crack and her head appeared, framed by the light from behind her. She stepped in, leaving the door[…]