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One day when I came home from school I found mom on the couch with a cold compress over her eyes. This was an indication she was having what she called “one of her bad[…]

After Heather went to bed that night I decided to stay up, and wait for my husband Jimmy. I was so eager, and excited for him to fuck me in his usual fashion that I[…]

He came an picked me up at my house around 7pm. My mom knew I was going to be out with him all night, so she didn’t really expect me home or anything that night.[…]

Alex is short for Alexandra, arrives at my Highland Park home, a modest home comfortable upper middle class neigborhood. “ Let’s go inside,” I said. With that, she turns quickly on her heel, and is[…]

Like always – check out my stuff. Rate up or down. If your a fan, lemme know, erotic writers don't get the opertunity to get a pat on the back often so. I write for[…]

Try as I wanted I couldn’t stay away from those toilets. The memory of my depraved pleasure in sucking on 2 cocks and being fucked played on my mind. I relived the moment when the[…]

Having caught Michelle breaking a couple of the major rules earlier, while I was away, I had set in motion a plan which I hoped would not only gain me a chance to punish her,[…]

Dahlia and Darren Chapter 1 A pair of large, round, milky-white breasts descended onto the dark-chocolate six-pack abs of a hulking, African-American bodybuilder. Silhouetted by the moonlight coming through the window in Ronnie’s hotel room,[…]

The pictures Sara sent me were quite graphic. Close up shots of my cock sliding in and out of Sara’s cunt; my cock spitting its contents on her clit; her face as she was coming.[…]

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,[…]

"Oh Richard! OH RICHARD! FUCK ME RICHARD! OH GOD MMM FUCK MY TWAT!" My eyes opened wide. Stuck, frozen in midnight slumber to be awakened by what? What else? More fucking. I could hear my[…]

Blair Underwood scanned her notes as she made he?r way to the news desk for the afternoon telecast on WKLT. She used her pencil to scribble in some additional information in the margin, while at[…]

Mixed Metaphors XII It was Sunday morning; four am when Becky got out of bed and cruised the front room like a morning watch police officer looking for bodies and various types of damage. Everyone[…]

Not to long after that fateful week with Frank 9/11 happened. Frank joined the army and I missed him terribly. Jennifer would let me know how he was doing but it still didn't help. One[…]

At the end of the summer holidays my mom and brother were away for the night so I decided to hold a house party. Craig was 17 and working so he said he’d come after[…]

They were due to open in less than thirty days and still they were several chorus boys short of a full ensemble!!! Dick Logan, the director of the musical, sat with his assistant and said[…]