Lucy's tale (part 9)

Part Nine I was in such a heavenly place, my big strong lover beneath me, expertly ploughing his magnificent tool deep into my bowels as I strummed on my clit which was pulsing and twitching[…]

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A visit (part one)

PART ONE: The Arrival It had been weeks since we’d last been together. In those weeks since she left I’d gone through every emotion I could feel towards this woman and then come full circle[…]

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Dear adelle

Dear Adelle: The other night, after our exchange of e-mails, I asked my daughter Beth if she ever thought about sex. She said, in typical teen fashion, But then she admitted that she had become[…]

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I am a slave

I am a slave; your word is law, you are my world my strong point, you are my Master I am a slave; girl is a slave she has nothing you don’t give her, not[…]

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Southern belle

This story is not based on any actual event or person. All characters and all parts of the story are completely fictional. Viewer discretion is advised. Two women sat in a beautifully lit office room.[…]

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Room service

The most bizarre stream of occurrences have dogged my life ever since I was born in London after my mother's water broke in Wales. I never looked back. Following major bus, bike, ship and plane[…]

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More cousin judy

At the breakfast table, cousin Judy sat with her bowl of cereal eating away, not paying me any attention while I sat to her right, reading the newspaper and having a bowl of Cheerios myself.[…]

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An improv game

It takes true nerds to casually fall into playing improv games on a weekend night once video games had gotten old. Danica’s dad was on a business trip in Santa Fe, which was strange since[…]

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