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Carly considered herself a good girl or now a good woman. She didn’t smoke or do drugs and she drank only in moderation. She’d been raised in a close family and well versed in ethics[…]

ONCE AGAIN GUYS, MINIMAL EROTIC STUFF, BUT NEXT CHAPTER HAS AMY LEWIS SO YOU KNOW THERE'S GONNA BE SOME. I APOLOGIZE IF YOU AREN'T PLEASED WITH ME @ THE MOMENT BUT YOU'LL BE HAPPY NEXT[…]

Lynne leaned across my desk to point out questionable details on the documents in front of me. As she explained she realized that I was not following her but was staring down the front of[…]

Michael was a good looking 17 year old. He did run track, but was far from having the amazing muscular body that a football player. He had hair that was black as the night, and[…]

.. A very drunk Irishman met a prostitute up a very dark alley. He asks "How much for full sex"? She says £20 "Okay feels like you have a lovely ass done deal" They get[…]

Heather arrives at 7pm by limo at Century Tower in LA, She is greeted by the doorman opening the limo door and escorting her into the elevator. Heather is light-headed as she looks at the[…]

When I was sixteen years old, one my dad’s old drinking buddies said to me, one day, “Son, you probably don’t realise it now, but these are the best years of your life. Once you[…]

It had been a usual day so far. Sandra had taken her children that still lived at home to a birthday party. All but one. Young Monique had decided to stay home and finish her[…]

As always, your comments are much appreciated. Also, please take time to vote. Just a very few negatives drops my stories into obscurity. Thanks. Now on with the show… Angela motioned for me to come[…]

3. (…the day before) “So, Brook, I understand you and Will have been around the bush a few times?” Sierra said playfully. “Yeah you could say that” “Oh! I can’t believe my little Will is[…]

You may call me Mark Lupin I don’t want to seem cold or anything, but I would prefer it if you did not know my true name. I’m 16 years old and I live in[…]

I must have almost immediately dozed off because the next thing I knew I was dreaming that mom was insisting I come to her bed.  She was going to show me all about sex but[…]

I rolled over and stretched, waking up with sun light streaming through my window. Reaching for my pack of cigarettes on the night stand I realized I was wet between my legs and had the[…]

The Président, who that night lay with Adelaide, his daughter, having sported with her until he felt asleep about to claim him, had therewith relegated her to the pallet beside his bed in order that[…]

Chapter 1 Remembering I was born July 25 1940 and my name is Samuel David Grey. I enjoyed learning new languages and could speak and understand seven by the time I graduated from high school.[…]

It only ever happened when mum left the house. Dad would call me into whichever room he happened to be in at the time of my mothers departure, and he would ask me to sit[…]