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Q. Why are roach clips called roach clips? A. Because "pot holder" was already taken. story by: Crude Guy

Her midnight black hair swung slowly against the back of her black leather suit as she walked down the corridor to the last oaken door. Her tongue flicked across her ruby red lips as her[…]

I’m a bastard. Well, kind of. When I was born, my birth mother left me in the hospital. She and my dad had screwed a few times before she got pregnant, and they knew each[…]

The lacy black underwear which are so transparent that they are almost invisible, or the obscenely small red ones that hardly cover more than my nipples? I guess I’ll choose the red ones today. It’s[…]

My stories have been stripped from my name so I am reposting them. Feel free to vote or comment again. /> My name is Rachelle, but most people here know me as Star. I absolutely[…]

Oh my God! I could barely believe what I just saw. I’m not going to lie because it was super-hot and next thing I knew I was jacking off to a cold shower. After I[…]

PROLOGUE from part one: Audra Cornell, a fiftyish matron, has invited Kristin, an eighteen year old, to spend the weekend with her pretending that she's her young daughter!!! Looking much younger than her years, Kristin[…]

My friend wanted me to write this for her so I did, hope you enjoy. 🙂 It started out as a normal school dance for me, the group I was hanging with were goofing off.[…]

Jen sat in the back of her car wishing she didn't have to move. She loved where she lived and now she had to go back to the neighborhood where her mum grew up. Her[…]

It was a warm summer Friday afternoon where Mark found himself sitting at his computer in his room. Although the transition from spring to summer had only recently taken place, today seemed a bit warmer[…]

As I said in part 1 of this story, since first discovering how much fun masturbating could be I had been feverishly doing it three or four times a day; experimenting with different positions in[…]

CHAPTER ONE I walked into the bathroom knowing my daughter would be there; I had been turned on by her by the time she turned sixteen. Her breast grew to at least a D cup[…]

*Author's note* This might be a little slow, it's a mixture of fiction and truth, and is very much from the point of view of a teenage girl. I hope you enjoy… Chapter One: In[…]

I was forty five, divorced for the last eight years and was not seeing anyone. I kept busy with running a construction company and found that it was easier to go home than to look[…]

black candles in the night soft flicking light casting our shadows on the wall not much talking, bedroom eyes say it all cheap wine drank from a jelly glass she's no Lady and she has[…]

It was the summer between my junior and senior year of high school. My parents told me that if I worked hard they would match what I earned so that I could buy my first[…]