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I don’t know what possessed me. I would never have believed that I would allow even encourage something like this to happen to me. I had always been a bit of an exhibitionist, but that day I don’t know what got into me, but I liked how it felt in there.I took my car in
All characters are over eighteen years old. This chapter contains scenes of masturbation that includes two siblings.CHAPTER ONE – 1999″How are you going to sit here and tell me that the bible doesn’t discriminate against women?” Mary asked her brother.The tall, brown haired and brown eyed young woman stood over her brother as he sat
Chapter 1: Church VirginsThe story you are about to read is true. All events and behavior are faithful accounts of past occurrences, although names have been altered to protect my ass and keep me out of court. Writer’s license and humble discretion have been utilized where and when I felt it necessary to avoid embarrassment
Part 14 – Beware of This One”Hey Butthole Surfer.” For a second I thought Mom, Aunt Allison, or Miss Soder had been posting things.Then I remembered that the Butthole Surfers were a one hit wonder band, I already knew who it was, smiled and instinctively shot back, “Hey Cheap Trick.””I’m totally sure you’ve used that
“Leaving? Like…actually leaving?””Yes, idiot, leaving! You!” Steph slammed a fistful of her clothes into a suitcase and wiped an angry tear off her cheek.”But…you can’t leave me now! What about the apartment? The lease? Our stuff?””Oh, real fucking nice,” she scoffed indignantly, “I’m glad to know there really is something you give two fucking…FUCKS…about!”With that
Ryan was shaking, he didn’t know how he had ended up in this situation, he was on his way to Small Penis Prison, or SPP, as they called it these days.Next to him were 5 other men, all with the same destiny. He didn’t know much about the site, just rumors.Everything had happened very quickly
I slowly blinked awake, grumbling. I’d gone to bed late last night, and my bleary eyes weren’t happy about the sunlight streaming into my room. My phone buzzed with a notification, and I picked it up to check the time: almost noon. Ah well, not like I had anywhere to be.I slipped out of bed
I woke up to the vibration of my smartwatch alarm. I was expected to get up early and get everything ready for my mistress and she hated being woken up by my own audible alarm so I had bought this to make her happy. When I told Jenna, she responded with.”About time you worked out
When Monday morning finally came around, I felt sick to my stomach with nerves. I had been competing my entire life, but it had never felt like this. I’ve won and lost more times than I can count, but I knew today was different. If I lost today, then I would lose my girls, all
Thank you all who have read and enjoyed my story thus far. Before I continue I want to address some comments on my first few parts. This IS a work of fantasy and all of the males ARE femdom loving simps that will NOT try to overthrow the superior women of the story.I have already
Chapter 1.It’s strange how friendships form, isn’t it, reader? Often, when your children are young, their friends’ parents become your friends. Still others form from work relationships, some from sports or club affiliations, and even from groups like Rotary or The Lions.Some just are.Jim Monie and I became friends because our wives worked together, and
I would like to take this time to inform you that I am an Australian and I tend to write in the same manner that I speak. If there is any confusion about my mannerisms or words that don’t make sense to you, I apologize.*I have to start by explaining that my wife, Mary, has
Into DustThis could have gone in multiple categories. However, so as not to spoil the story more than necessary, (and with the point that it’s in this category, too late for one point, and the tags to help folks find it years from now will spoil some others) I’ll save the more important remarks for
Dave walked slowly through the empty quad. It was the same old high school, although it seemed smaller. He circled round the main building to where the stairs to the school newspaper room were. There was no there…there. Sheets of plywood covered the opening that had led to the stairs. Fuck. With a loud sigh
Hallo, ich muss mich zunächst vorstellen. Mein Name ist Jochen und ich bin nicht gerade ein Adonis. Nicht nur, dass ich einen kleinen Bauchansatz habe, einen relativ flachen Po und eine hohe Stirnglatze, nein… ich habe ein winziges Glied. Er ist winzig, er ist so klein, dass es kaum einen Unterschied macht ob er schlaff
In one breath, he blew out all of the 18 candles on his birthday cake. Today was his day to shine. After his friends and family had wished him a happy birthday, and he had opened all of his gifts, he decided that today would mark the day of a new chapter in his life.Before
On the plane to California it was peaceful. Taylor, mom and I talked about life in California and the baby and what we’d do when we landed.”James can I ask you something?” Taylor said.”Yea what?””Do you want to have children, like I mean um… with me?””Of course I do. I love you Taylor with all
“My Mom says she loves the hardwood in the kitchen so much that now she needs hardwood in her bedroom.”Tommy sighed. Seth was his best friend, and he was so close to the family that he called Seth’s mother Virginia “Aunt Ginny”. But the kitchen work had included sexual escapades between Tommy and Ginny from
ForwardThis tale is dedicated to sons that have fantasized about taking their mothers, which is probably pretty much all of them. And, to mothers that have thought about sexual relations with their sons, which is probably more than most women would think.This story is about two highly intelligent, creative, and well-read teenaged sons that had
The soft hue of twilight bathed the city as I found myself standing before the modern facade of the house, a stark contrast to the rest of the quaint neighborhood. An unfamiliar thrill pulsed through my veins, accentuated by the anticipation of the evening Sarah had planned. I gently caressed the lacy fabric of my