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I had just turned 21 and I was enjoying the sun at a nudist retreat that catered to adults, partially to work on my tan, but mostly to try to overcome my shyness at being[…]

Lorne Ascott pulled his coat tight around his body before stepping from the lobby of his downtown Chicago office building into the cold December winds that whipped unmercifully off of Lake Michigan! As usual the[…]

Chapter 1: Notes: This is my first story. Hope you like it. This story may seem a bit short but the first chapter is just the intro the other parts will be longer. Also you[…]

Allie had fucked four of the boys on the wrestling team – boys from four different weight classes. The smallest was 112 pounds, the largest 189 pounds. They all knew about it, and so I[…]

The day was quite warm, the bright sunshine beating down as the red convertible zipped along the country road. Steve watched her out of the corner of his eye, appreciating the short skirt Dawn was[…]

Fbailey story number 409 Civil War Reenactment When a friend at work tried to recruit me into his Civil War Reenactment Troop, I was intrigued but I wanted to check it out first. He told[…]

To ensnare to pretty girl is not a joke in the country where religious obligations are observed strictly as every religion precludes free and without a contract sexual interaction. Similar has been the case with[…]

Carie had just stuffed the last corner of toast with honey into her mouth when she heard a knock on her door. She frowned. It was supposed to be a lazy Sunday morning. All she[…]

Zack was in the weight room when Kayla, a senior came up to him. Just as his friend was talking about how sore he from masturbating dry. “Hey Zack.” His two friends were surprised to[…]

Ever wonder how dehumanization can become erotic? It sometimes even puzzles me, yet here I kneel, wearing a collar, my Master's collar, one I proudly sport. It was a rainy day. The sun slid behind[…]

It was the Friday afternoon, before the Holiday Weekend, and I was driving the car to the ‘Biker Rally’ and ‘Rock Festival’, when I realized that I had a ‘slow puncture’. My husband, Craig, had[…]

The Naga Roast Story: Ani-Can 8 Copyright ©2006 Written: December 8 2006 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: KaosAngel Please send any comments about this story to /> /> Part 2 – Lina's Roasting Now?[…]

A week and a half had passed since Suzan and my video had been recorded for the contest and now Suzan was at Joe’s bar getting the results. I tried to busy myself watching tv[…]

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[…]

I was back at the funeral the next morning. I had expected Pat to object when I told her I needed to go. She simply said, "I've thought that all along. After all he was[…]

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[…]