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Sophie was late.She prayed that the bus she was on would go faster so that she could make it to the job interview with just a twenty minute delay. With how slow the bus was crawling though, and with the traffic she saw out of the window, she could be happy if she arrived only
This series of stories are mostly true, based on the journals I’ve kept through the years and my memory. Most of the names have been changed to protect the innocent, or not so innocent. No one (except maybe my wife) would ever describe me as good looking, much less handsome. I’m short, about 5’6″, medium
This work is inspired by the stories ‘BTSC’ and ‘Room 209’ by the author ‘klrxo’. Also thrown in are elements of the many mom/son stories I’ve read over the last 25 or so years.It started out as my own spin on the above stories, but soon took on a life of its own. Too big
Laura Loves’ Life – Part 3 – At the BarI share my office building with a small title and abstract company and we have a common entrance. It’s very easy for our mail to get mixed up as most of what we get are legal documents and the occasional check from a client. Very non-descript
You walk into your lofty apartment, the door closing behind you, and drop your purse on the ground as though, if it weighed more than a ton of bricks. You think to yourself, “Why must people be so hard on those who serve them?”, “It is not as though you are taking their orders, having
Chapter 13. Jenny’s back… with me.It was the second Tuesday night after Thanksgiving when I went out to meet a few of our friends for snacks, drinks and conversation at Perkins. My housemate Brian was prepping for a trial and said he was going to stay home so I headed out alone.It was packed. There
This is part two of the story of how Martin came to fuck both of his wife’s sisters. The stories can be read in any order. Hope you like this one.–I’d been dating Sam for three months. It was our last year of university and we had planned a two-week holiday in Spain as a
**WARNING** This story involves a LOT of male on male sexual activity. While it is technically a MMF story, the MM aspect will be the majority. If you don’t enjoy that, you are advised to not read any further.—Darren was excited when he showed up to Josh’s house. They had been texting back and forth
~~~~~This tale is tagged as Incest/Taboo and describes sexual activity between siblings. If that type of story is not for you, this is your last warning to turn aside.~~~~~~~~ Week 37 (cont’d) ~~~Early the next morning, Megan and I went down to the beach to clean up. By the time we return to the huts
My or should I say our lives started changing the day my husbands firm was bought up, falling orders and sales were getting worse and they were taken over by a predatory buy out, it was either that or go under, it still meant the same for lots of employees including John my husband.He along
I stood there naked. I had been awoken early, manscaped by a female healer, fucked like a cowboy and feasted on one the tastiest pussies that I have ever encountered. Betty was probably ten or fifteen years older than me and experienced in the ways of healing and sex. Time with Betty was a spiritual
Day X Month XX Year XXXXDear Diary,They say everyone has a story. A tale they could tell to just about anyone and give a perspective on the life they’d lived. But what do you do when your story is rather, adult in its content? Do you modify it? Or do you just keep it to
The lights in the bedroom were low and the television was playing the tape that Mary had made at James and Ann’s nearly three weeks ago.Mary was close up to me with her left hand lazily running up and down my thigh and gradually getting closer to my burgeoning prick. She had got an awful
Tatiana groaned, tossing and turning in her son’s bed because of the sounds of fingers pressing on keyboard. The sounds were constant. Not for a second did they let up. Incessant keyboard mashing over and over.Over and over. Over and over again.Unable to stand it any further, Tatiana’s eyes snapped open and she lifted her
The following is the fantasy world musings of the writer. Any similarities to any person dead or alive are coincidental.All characters engaging in sexual activity are 18+I hope you enjoy my latest. A lengthy story, with the first part being mostly background build up, now things heat up.####O’Leary’s Pub, the Back Bar, Christmas Eve Lock-InI
Unaware to their sons, two moms play a game of dares.Disclaimer: All sexual activity is between characters over the age of 18. Any similarity between these characters and any other real people is entirely coincidental.I hope you like it. I don’t have a PhD in English or Writing. So, give me a break on the
I have here completely true story of how I first lost it. I swear, I couldn’t make this one up if I tried!I met James at the local rodeo in town, and fell instantly in love. He was so dreamy, with his long shaggy hair and ripped concert T-shirt. He was every father’s nightmare for
Monday morning, Ann and I decided to do our imitation of mom and Aunt Betty. We went shopping. We bought some things that we knew that we would need for the house. We avoided buying anything that was too expensive for the house because we were trying to devise a plan to get mom shopping
Yeah, they called me a victim in the courtroom. But I ain’t no fuckin’ victim.I’m a dirty whore who likes sucking cocks. There’s a tape that proves it. Shows the whole gang bang, right down to me drinking cum out of a giant margarita glass.But the prosecutor wouldn’t let the jury see it. If they
02.ConfessionsBoth of them were quite sticky at that point, so he urged her to climb out of his lap and they hurried into the bathroom. It was a spacious place, done in white tile. Once upon a time, she’d marveled at the size of the master bathroom as some unattainable luxury, like a place she