The watcher

Leo and I had been lovers for several months and we were looking for a way to add some excitement to our love life. Leo was several years older than me, quite attractive and a[…]

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A child's play thing

Patricia shuffled uncomfortably as she held the pole of the evening bus as she left her afternoon classes and stared out at the darkening skies. She felt some one brush up against her and heart[…]

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The christmas party

The tree was bright with lights, festive with decoration. The apartment warm, with a feeling of contentment in the air, along with the fragrance of the wonderful foods simmering and baking. The table set in[…]

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Chrissy major

I have always considered myself a little bit strange. Strange, by the means that I, ever since I was about 11, have been attracted to pregnant women. I don't know how the attraction came about,[…]

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Sex slave

I don’t think that I’m a bad person, but no one else knows about it beside me and her. My name is Mayson and I’m what a lot of people call a slaves, well, a[…]

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Afternoon stretch

Bright sunlight was streaming in through almost worthless mini-blinds when I first realized I was awake. Painfully bright sunlight. I groaned and rolled over putting my back to the window, pulling a pillow over my[…]

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Taking a risk

Taking A Risk Stephanie took a deep breath as she walked down stairs to her study, stopping outside the door she made sure her robe was hanging just right. It was obvious she had nothing[…]

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Competition ch 2

Competition CH 2 Eva was expectedly reclusive the next few days at work. It was obvious that she was dressing in her more conservative clothes, but she still looked like the same slut. She would[…]

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Red chelsea

Sundeep is your average cool geek. He loves computers, he loves video-games, and of course, he loves girls. The one thing on his mind besides WOW is Chelsea. Keeping his head high, his dreams in[…]

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Late five

Late Five By Systematic Oh, boy. Practice. My favorite. Physical discomfort, questionable hygiene, pain, shouting. “What? No. No. I don’t even know what that’s supposed to mean.” I snatched the marker out of his hand[…]

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