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Death by Fucking © 2004 by Andrew Wiggin Chapter 23 A Lifetime of Love The Year 50 Donnie’s Story Old. I used to complain that I was getting old. But now I’ve been old seemingly[…]

First, I'd like to introduce myself. My name is Serena and I'm a witch. I know what you're thinking and the answer is no. I'm not the kind a witch that worships the elements or[…]

Part V: Little Pink Toy I woke up, Holly was still asleep, her nice round tits still poking me in the back, her lovely shoulder length brown hair tangled with mine, our legs mixed together,[…]

I am 34, married for 8 yrs, mother of a 4 yr old. Once my husband had an invitation to attend an important congregation of commercial photographers. He wanted me to look at my absolute[…]

You have the day off from work and your children are off at friends houses having sleepovers so you have the house all to yourself. You are in quite a good mood so you figure[…]

It is a curse of all young teachers, thought Sandra, that they have to do all the shitty work the older hags wouldn’t do. It wasn’t as if she was being paid for doing extra[…]

When Mina stumbled through our front door, which was left slightly ajar in expectation of this event, I breathed a sigh of relief. She was looking a bit wasted, but still seemed to know what[…]

Daniel sighed as he began his short walk home. On the outside, he was just average 18 year old, brown eyes, naturally black hair, average height, and some slight muscle definition that showed he had[…]

I welcome all comments both good and bad so please feel free to leave them. Or if you prefer email me direct on with your comments or ideas for stories. This story may be offensive[…]

A new home for earth. 1. The early years It was early in my tenth year of life that I began to notice some small things in my life that were not quite right. At[…]

Dan woke at about 9.30 am, the sun was shining and the air was clear. The boat was rolling gently in a slight swell, he hove anchor and started to make his way to shore.[…]

We all laid still, catching our breath. Our energy had faded with the sun. It was now dark out. Steve, as usual, was the first to speak. "So…" He began. "How are we gonna top[…]

I was not exactly a social outcast but Randy was the only one who became my friend. He was a great guy and I was committed to being a good friend to him. But, everything[…]

Authors note (PLEASE READ): this is one of the first stories I have ever written so please excuse me if my grammar is not up to par with most authors. I will continue to work[…]

Chapter 6. The Prom Evening The Prom evening was two weeks after the start of school. On the Prom evening the contestant pairs had to join the best pair competition, where all of the participants[…]

What is the difference between a drug dealer and a hooker? Ans: A hooker can wash her crack and sell it again! story by: The Porn Joker