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Watching My Daughter, the next night This is part two of how a grown man in the darkness of night watches his daughter’s dealings. In the first episode he mistakenly stumbles upon her with two[…]

Mrs. Simms. She was my English teacher in the tenth, eleventh and twelfth grades. I will never, ever forget her. Mrs. Simms was in her mid to late forties when I had her. She was[…]

“Come on,” Megan whispered, waving her hand for Aaron to move into the bathroom, “I think he’s gone /> Aaron, slightly bent over, quietly ran naked with his clothes pressed between his arm and stomach,[…]

Lunk could feel the energy bands on his wrist tighten when he pulled against them. There was no way a to break free of them. Even though the bands were designed for an average human,[…]

It was almost daybreak when Nikki opened her eyes. Harry was fast asleep beside her. She looked at his peaceful, sleeping face as she remembered what had happened last night and she smiled. She reached[…]

The party was over, but our night was just getting started. I'd just got back from a nightclub in central London and I was fumbling the keys to the front door of my apartment; it[…]

I woke up in an unfamiliar room, alone, disoriented and with the worst head ache of my life. I vowed to myself to never drink so much in my life again. Then I laughed softly,[…]

I was blind and deaf. The feeling of Rachel playing with my dick had taken over my whole body, and I was powerless in her mercy. She had propped my head up on a pillow[…]

Back when I was married My husband would always say, The best way to stay healthy is to eat pussy every day. Everyday he would bring it up that I should have sex with another[…]

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Returning to work Monday afternoon, Jim found it difficult to remain quiet about last Friday night's cookout. As he wheeled his loaded cart back and forth, from the scales to the storage room and filed[…]

A young, middle-aged woman is playing games on her computer; she is not wearing much at all, just a pink bikini as it is a very hot day. She is five foot eight inches in[…]

The next morning I woke up somewhat sore but nothing compared to yesterday. I really didn’t even want to think about it. I felt so humiliated for crying like that. Brad has seen me cry[…]

Garret was my roommate of three years, a good friend and one heck of a party person. The only down side, the frequency at which he would stumble through the door at the wee hours[…]

The truth about Charlie Prologue When I was a little girl I used to take my mothers hands and spin in circles until we both got dizzy and fell down laughing. She would then wrap[…]

Chapter 10 Winds of Change Feeling completely relaxed in the warm, tingly afterglow of the best orgasm experience in her life, Jean felt different. The fog of satisfaction coated a dull but persistent feeling that[…]