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Lana Pink had only ever wanted one thing for her daughter: a happy, fulfilling life. She did not really have any preference for how it came to be; indeed, worries of academic achievement or financial success were not ones that troubled her. However, there was one in particular that certainly did bother her: the young
As in all the stories I will relate to you, I must explain that they are true and all really happened to me.We were stationed in Augsburg, Germany in 1976 and lived in government quarters. Any of you who have been there will remember the quarters near Reese Kaserne , they were set up with
After casting a quick glance back on the path behind them, he said, “Kneel, jewel.”She had suspected that he had plans, but hearing the command here, now, took her by surprise. She glanced around, taking a long look before deciding that they were alone enough. The cabin he had reserved was apparently still some distance
The summer was blossoming with high temperatures, declining the presence of the AC. The road was slipping under my eyes, through the glass window of that damn black car. That ever-silent, yet steamy inside of the car.I had been restraining myself from talking about that one significant thing that had been bugging me. That day
Tiff had a lot to think about on her jog through the neighborhood. She had been woken up at dawn by her soon-to-be husband taking an emergency phone call from work. There was an unusual geological event in the Pacific, and he had to leave for the airport immediately. Tiffany was sad to drop him
It still took a couple of days to recover from last weekend. All I really wanted to do was spend the entire day in bed making love to Shari in every way we could imagine, and we did have a very vivid imagination. Unfortunately, working was a must if I wanted to go to Switzerland
Note: This is a five-part series.While chapter 1 introduced the characters and set the scene with only a little sex, now is where the sexual content begins in earnest. If you want to know more about the situation, feel free to go back and read chapter 1 for background.Thanks!Oral ExamsThe next room’s soft, indirect lighting
Dawn. The first light of day was entering the suburban bedroom of distressed young Jessica Thompson. The pretty teen had tossed and turned her way through the night, her mind filled with images of her shameful behavior the previous afternoon.”How could I do that?” she wondered. “It just seems like when Kenny gets his tongue
All rights reserved. This story is strictly fiction. Please vote.(This one starts out slow, but gets better.)*It all started my senior year in high school…I had taken biology, as an elective. The class was two hours of theory, plus, a three hour lab. The students were paired. [Their own preference.]When I got to class, everyone
This story was written for the 750 Word Project 2024. Below this line are exactly 750 words._________________________My name is Rishi. I am a slave to my beautiful Mistress wife, Garima. She is twenty seven years old. She works in a multinational company. I stays home to do every household chores and serves her when she
I lived across the road from my parents. My own little love nest. My mom would visit me every morning for coffee, of course, after dad had left for work. It was our ‘usual’ routine.My mom would always like to wear skirts and blouses. Lately, her skirts had become shorter than the ‘usual’ ones she
I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know, you are coming to release me from the shower wall and say, “I think an hour hanging there is more than enough.” An hour? There is no way I could have been there an hour. It seems like only seconds ago that you left.
The next few days are a blur for Cory. When he and Grace are alone they stay naked until they get so horny they end up fucking in whatever room they’re in and when Diana was home Grace teased her father by wearing her pajama shorts and showing him that she stopped wearing panties with
David sat at his desk doing paperwork. At around ten o’clock, he remembered that he had promised Hanna that he would call her before the therapy session, as she wanted to come to his practice with her daughter for a consultation.He decided to make a short flyby visit, as it was only a ten-minute walk
Disclaimer: Please read and take note. This work explores themes of power imbalance, older man/younger woman, corporal discipline, and the corruption of Christian traditions in a historical context. Please do not read this story if you find such themes offensive, distasteful, or upsetting. Also, understand this is a work of fiction directly from the creative
I felt dirty and itchy after a long day out in the woods. I could not wait to jump into the shower. The hot water was a balm to my skin, cleansing me of the sweat and dirt that had accumulated over the day. I stayed under the showerhead for longer than usual, trying to
“Good morning Love” Rob-Lee whispered gently to me. Rob-Lee was always awake before me, I wondered if he stayed awake all night watching me sleep. I turned towards him rubbing his chest and curling up close.”Morning my sweet” I replied yawning. “What time is it?””Early yet, 5:30am” Rob-Lee replied.I let out a contented sigh as
Listening to Elaine’s story got me horny as hell and as my dick started to harden up, I reached inside my shorts, pulled out my dick and began stroking myself as Elaine was filling grandma in on some of the details of her story. Neither grandma nor Elaine noticed me slowly jacking off until Elaine
Steven checked his phone. Frustrated, he slammed it down on the table. What is this girl’s problem? he asked himself.Angelina walked through the Prada store looking for the perfect black dress. Not once did she think about Steven. Not once did she think about how selfish she was or how the game she was playing
On this pleasantly warm afternoon I am laid on my sun lounger in the shade of an old oak tree at the bottom of my secluded garden. My daughter, Abigail, is suckling contentedly on my plump milk filled breast. My two year bold little boy, Jacob is playing happily in the sandpit.Nearer the house my