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I hated this trip, going to Oslo in November was terrible, especially coming from balmy, warm Florida. Don sneaked out, he got sick, I had to go by myself. Well, maybe better. This way he[…]

C'est incroyable… Walking toward the rear entrance, I bid my adieus; I open, then shut the rear exit door, and descend the basement stairs, seeing Chad’ wife sleeping on the chesterfield I quietly enter the[…]

I first met Gwen at a dinner with friends. She had just moved from out of town. Gwen was a total knock out, a tall leggy redhead with 36D breasts, a cute face, bright eyes,[…]

Steffi Lange swep into her office with a grim look on her face while her executive assistant, Shelly Engel, rolled her eyes and thought to herself, "Oh shit, it's gonna be one of those days!!!"[…]

She closed her eyes and felt him. His arms around her bare shoulders. His lean hard body pressed hard against hers. He had a gently way of making love… taking his time… cool and relaxed.[…]

A young boy was looking through the family album and asked his mother, "Who's this guy on the beach with you with all the muscles and curly hair?" "That's your father." "Then who's that old[…]

Author note: I know it has been a while between the first story and now but I hope that this will make up for it. I also noticed that the only person who was lucky[…]

the story continues. Allison makes herself at home. I spent the remaining hours of my afternoon in Allison’s bed, well her floor really. We coupled in practically every position I could think of. Although she[…]

Beep, beep, beep. I awoke to the worst sound in the world, my alarm telling me to get up and get ready for another day in hell. I turned off my alarm and got up[…]

CHAPTER 2: Getting to know each other Once I recovered from the shock of being seen, I realised that I still held my now flaccid cock in my right hand, cum leaking from its end.[…]

Author’s Note: Marie in the following story is the French version for Mary. George Washington Brush is a fictions President. This revision version is correct. The revision is in the deion of the Diplomatic Reception[…]

“Do you think you can really control her?” Wilma Grafton asked while glancing over at her sullen niece, Rebecca. Gwen Caine replied gently, “it really isn’t a matter of controlling her.” “What we can do[…]

“I can’t believe you’re asking me this?” Paula implied. “Will you do it then?” Ricky quizzed. Paula had been going out with Ricky for just under a week, he was every girls dream; she wanted[…]

Helen sat on the swing set at the playground looking sad and lonely. She looked around at all the other children playing with their friends and having fun, well she sat all alone with no[…]

This is the diary of Billy Bob McTavish, a teen boy, about he and his young girl cousin growing up, having a family and a wide variety of sexual adventures, some quite bizarre. It has[…]

I'm Mike. When I first met Vicki I was 19. I had just moved in with my 5 new housemates, which consisted of: her mother, Rebecca; Paul, Rebecca's boyfriend; Sam and Kimmy, twin sisters that[…]