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“Why don’t you come stay with us?” Jessica asked me. “At least until they sort out the business with your house.”I hoped she would ask me this. That was why I called her in the first place. Jessica and I went way back to… I don’t even remember when. She’s older than me so maybe
“And I’m having….. A boy!”My friend Tara shouted to us at her baby shower slash gender reveal party. She’d waited for this for so long. We mostly brought neutral colors for gifts, from now on any more gifts mustn’t be pink.Tara and her husband Andrew have been together about five years. When I graduated, he
“Take off your pants, slut,” she heard Him say. Cradling the phone between her neck and shoulder, she quickly obeyed, gushing at His endearment for her, knowing He would use her hard.”If it pleases You, my Sir,” she answered, as she wriggled free of her low-riders, leaving her bare from the waist down. “They’re off
The redeye flight back east went without a hitch, and I slept for three hours. The plane landed in a pouring rain. I thought of taking an Uber home, but I got a call from Mom saying she was on her way to pick me up.Five minutes later, her car parked near the baggage area.
Pre-sequel of My Bosses Garden Party.My Friend Tom.You make lifelong friends from your first day at University.My first day at university was truly memorable, it all started as the ‘fresher’s’ gathered in the large assembly hall to start their introduction into University life and never ending assessment paperwork. Initially we were broken down by halls
(c)2023 by Ted Ursi/TeddySmutWriter, all rights reserved.Warning: The author is an asshole. He built this story like rickety old emotional roller coaster of dubious structural integrity. When you think things are going just fine you’ll suddenly lurch sideways into something completely different. Sorry, not sorry.Read the tags. But don’t expect the category to be treated
Elizzyviolet here: just a heads up, this story contains nonconsensual cock & ball torture, and it’s often done to people other than the protagonist’s boyfriend. Check the tags on future parts before reading them, because some other elements will be featured in the series later on and they’re not for everyone. Anyway, sorry for the
Florence took a long sip of her mai tai, and then rested the cool glass against her forehead. “What a mess,” she muttered to no one. She was floating alone in the pool on an inflatable raft. Some genius had added cupholders to it, and Florence had acquired a very large cup of frozen cocktail
John walked into his office and dropped his keys on his desk. It was one of the few rooms in the place that actually felt like a man decorated it: Leather sofa in the corner, mahogany double pedestal desk that matched the wood panelling around the room.Everything in the room was sturdy and didn’t look
With all the drinking and smoking I had, and with what all happened, I had no trouble falling asleep. I woke up hearing my mom and her friends in the living room joking and laughing. I slipped my robe on and went down to see what was going on. Four of them where there and they
A little about myself first, my name is Krystal and I’ve been with Issac for the last 10 years. We’re what I consider very active, both physically and sexually. Over the course of our decade together we’ve done many things, as we both enjoy variety and pushing each other’s limits: after all, sex is supposed
I have nothing but fond memories of Misha; she was very kind. I remember working that crappy part-time job with her that Summer, secretly having a crush on this 24 year old bombshell with gigantic blue eyes, a tiny waist, and her full undeniable hips. I was 18, a virgin, and about ready to ship
She sat down in the car and gave me a quick smooch and rubbed her hand over my shoulders and off we went. I had a job interview about 50 miles away but I had plenty of time to get there.Mom was 47 with a beautiful face and a slightly plump figure. She and dad
“You will start now, by removing all of your clothes and kneeling before her.” Xenia continued.”B-but…” I stammered, fully realizing that I’d been had.”Come now, Mike. Don’t waste our time with meaningless arguments. Your pathetic little secrets are all out in the open now. We have copies of your e-mail wish essay response. We also
Chapter 4: It’s a PartyJust as the last of the three were getting out of the shower, Karen, June and Sandy came back from the ranch to get cleaned up for the party. They all showered together to save time. When they came out they sat in Sandy and June’s room with Joe. Joe just
It was a special day for both me and my older sister, Emma. You see, our birthdays fell on the same day, but with a one-year age gap. So this year, as we turned 18 and 19 respectively, we have had the craziest birthday party ever!I invited ten of my closest guy friends from my
(My first story ever. I am going to explore the setup widely in the upcoming parts. This part tells about the core of mom son relationship between John and Sarah. Happy reading!)PROLOGUEIt’s late in the morning when Sarah wakes up, completely naked in her bed. Last night has been pretty much tiring. She got up
The holidays and my annual trip to the East Coast and Don’s to Japan for skiing meant for a bit of a break before our next meeting. But as soon as we were both home, he was eager to get back together – as was I.It was early February 2020.When I arrived, he again greeted
He sat anxiously on the hotel bed. She should be here any minute. After weeks of chatting he had finally convinced her to meet him here at the hotel.His heart throbbed in his ears from the anticipation. He had never felt this way before, so unsure what was going to happen next. He had dominated
Late in August I got a phone call from Janet, who lives a block away from me and is one of my regular lady friends. “George, can you come over here tomorrow morning?” she asked. I have a big favor I want to ask of you.” Based on our previous times together, I assumed she