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Whoa: Jenny's New Training Method Jason had forgotten about Jenny until she knocked on his door Tuesday evening. She smiled sweetly as he opened his door. “Hi, I'm Jenny. Coach Russel told me to come[…]

At 13 years old, spending a good part of my summer with a broken arm was not ideal, but what choice did I have? It was my own fault; I'd slid into home hard, intending[…]

BimboTech Chapter Nine: Bimbo Wife's Big Black Mistake By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Alice Jackman, Chief Research Scientist of BimboTech Chemicals the Black man asked, blinking at my question as I rubbed on his cock through[…]

Part 3 of 3, final part. Please read the first two sections before this one, as it will clear things up, and make most of you appreciate this more. Thank you. Jon pulled into the[…]

One afternoon, I was working in my room, when Kennedy breezed in as she'd do. She has a key to my place, so she can use me whenever she wants. That suits me. I'm sitting[…]

When I was ten years old, I lost my mother to a car accident! Growing up with my mom, I didn't know who my father was, until the police came to get me that day.[…]

It was the fall of the year in Michigan. The time of year when all the cider mills show their wares. One cider mill in particular seemed busier than most. A well dressed gentleman came[…]

Finally finishing up this series its been a long wait. Sorry for forgetting to put my contact info. Email- /> I'm looking for an assistant apply by emailing. Chapter 2 — The Choice. Brant Everard[…]

If you have read part 1 this could make just a lttle more sense.Once again let me remind anyone who is not into boy on boy stuff to find a differant story. I woke again[…]

What art thou… that fearest not the sea? – Moschus of Syracuse, Europa. The Indo-European thunder god, like most of his kin, goes by various names; in Sanskrit he is Rudra The Howler, in the[…]

Patrick and Me part 2 After that Patrick and I often went to Shay's. No one in H__ was going to mess with one of the few money making enterprises in the burg, so Shay's[…]

This is not a stroke story. It's an emotionally painful romance. The only sex that approaches explicit is phone sex. Chapter 2 Saturday About Hope: I was still upset Saturday morning. I thought she probably[…]

Let's face it. There's nothing new under the sun, is there? My kind of story will have been told a hundred times before. Probably better, hopefully worse. But I'd like to tell you anyway. Imagine:[…]

Samantha’s soft voice called out to me again. Oh man, this night just keeps getting better and better for me. Earlier I had gotten her to come over and study with me, my folks gone[…]

Amber was very depressed it was hard for her to get out of bed when she answered and for a lottery where one drawing each week to be publicly executed. There would be one chance[…]

A few years ago, when I was only 15, something very special happened to me that I would like to share with all of you. For years my neighbor and I talked often and got[…]