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Laura, Chapter 4 — by grig314 (Nikki has invited Richie, a fellow student at school with a 9-inch cock, to fuck his highly sexed under-aged wife, Laura, knowing that she would love it. She did,[…]

The final step in this on-going change in our relationship with the Thompsons took less time than I had imagined. I guess that once the decision to add the oral aspect to our Saturday night[…]

New beginnings By anon y mouse First a preamble this is a follow on from a previous story ‘NEW MOTHER’ this story stands alone but for the background read you can read the other one[…]

The most annoying sound he could think of woke him from a sound sleep. The alarm siren on Martin’s phone told him it was Saturday and he had to get up for work. It’s a[…]

Reposted as I had failed to use the correct tags. If we get pleasure from sex its a wonderful thing. But remember that we get our pleasures in different ways, we are not all the[…]

Durring my first year of college I moved into my dorm, as most college freshmen do, I was very nervous but I left my door open and played some music while I set my room[…]

Late Friday afternoon, topped the week off for Jennifer as she ended up down a dark rural country road with a flat tire on her car and no phone signal. Her luck is about to[…]

Her Very First Master Kelly was a complicated girl. On the outside she was a nice, kind, smart and intelligent girl. She was a good college student who followed the rules. Yet on the inside[…]

sped home. I got the simple text “I’m waiting” and instantly became hard. I knew what it meant. It meant I was in store for evening of utter passion and I just could not wait.[…]

I woke up Saturday morning a little after dawn, shaken awake by a strange hand, lying naked in a strange bed and a strange room. Oddly enough, I only noticed the white girl sleeping naked[…]

a few days later i woke up in bed but harvey wasnt there. i got out of bed and said "baby?" when i walked out are room there was a bag packed and harvey was[…]

It was late summer in the year 1769 and the streets were growing quiet in industrial downtown Landstown. A carriage rattled down the street, drawing a few curious faces to look out of the pane[…]

It was a rainy day. I remembered it with grave detail. My brother long gone back to college never to be seen again until god knows how long. And me a senior in high school[…]

I never would’ve imagined how much making time for myself could change my outlook on life. I feel so relaxed and at peace now that I’m not trying to be everything for everyone. If someone[…]

The next morning we sat at the breakfast table with the rest of the Michael’s family, trying and failing miserably to look nonchalant. My hair was a bird’s nest. It hurt to walk, but given[…]

MIA Perchance it is dark. I cannot precisely tell. I run in the forest, harder. My lungs kick and burn, all at the same time. The way I feel—it is like when you are being[…]