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Chapter Five♠The ConfessionalsLater that day, Finn and the rest of the whiteboys were lined up at a long table in a white room on the second floor of what was beginning to appear to him more as a compound than a camp. He played with the pink leash that dangled from the matching collar around
At last I finished preparing for tomorrow’s exam.I shut my computer off and left my room.Mom was in the kitchen with her back to me, adding an ingredient to a steamy pot.I moved behind her and my palms cupped her soft breasts.”Robbie, stop doing it. One of these days I’ll spill the hot soup and
A work experience:One of the most vivid memories is one when I was still going to college (about 21yrs old) and working full time at a computer company which produced satellite decoders. The company was broken down into two distinct departments, including separate buildings for each. I was the production manager which meant I oversaw
This is my first submission. Please be kind. A lot of build-up in this part with a small payoff in the end. Bigger things to cum..er…come.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to ANYONE is completely coincidental. Anyone who engages in any “activity” is well over the age of 18.Amy”Amy, what you wanna do?I
When they exchanged home addresses last month on-line, Lyndsey was quick to jot it down and hold it dearly with her other secret findings. She had always wanted to be able to surprise Mike. Though he was married, she felt adoration for him beyond any other. She was fond of his fathering to his small
SATURDAY – MOM’S BIRTHDAYI, Steve, 21 years oldMy Mom, Erica, 43 years old, well turns 44 in this storyThis story is a part of my incestuous relationship with my Mom and our “adventures”.This story starts with “The Day I Started fucked Mom”, parts 1 and 2.I wrote a story about Mom’s birthday, that involved interracial
I was exhausted after a hard day at work, I was tight, tense and I decided that I really needed a drink to help me relax. The pub was just down the road, so I decided to wander down there for a quick drink before I headed home.I had the usual men cracking onto me
“He is good to me, it’s …”It wasn’t just her that was struggling to come up with an excuse for my Father, I was as well. It was their third wedding anniversary, and he hadn’t just forgotten about it, to add insult to injury, he’d called to tell her that he wouldn’t be back until
I arrive home and toss the car keys on the table. ‘Mom, I’m back.”Did they catch the train?”Yes, no problem. Dad and I even had time for a quick drink in the buffet.’I collapse onto the sofa as you walk in from the kitchen and sit opposite me. Not for the first time I cast
This story is fifty years old. Places, characters, values and cultures try to reflect that period. This is basically a love story that turns erotic. The pace and the buildup are necessarily slow sometimes, in tune with that period. If you like a touch of innocence, the slow build up and the explosive erotic love
I am 18 years old and often think about girls from my college when I masturbate. All the girls from college would wear low cut tops and very short skirts which were more like a belt than a skirt. Some would wear hold ups others would go bare legged. It would always get me so
“Oh god, I’m close, go faster.””Cumming, baby?” he said, starting to cramp up having manipulated her clitoris for nearly half an hour.”I’m close.” Finally, as with all the other times before and after their marriage, close to the peak and then it drifted away. When that happened she gave up and urged him to satisfy
It was 1999 and I had left my home county of Kent in the south east of England, to go to Glasgow University a year before. I’d gone back home for a few weeks over the summer but Kent was even more boring now I was used to the bright lights and big city, not
The readers may ready my earlier submissions titled Arti Bhabi: My First Pussy, Arti Bhabi My Teacher & Adventure With Arti Bhabi Continues for better understanding of the story.I was madly in love with Arti Bhabi and she was even madder for me. We both left no opportunity to meet and enjoy intense lovemaking. One
Teri is my mother, at 38 she still has the looks of a 21 year old pageant queen. Mom has shoulder length blonde hair, baby blue eyes, and a figure that I would die to have. Mom and dad have been divorced for 6 years now, mom seems to be happier, but I still miss
Author’s Note:For the sake of clarity, Alex’s scenes all take place the Friday before both Sam and Dane’s.My Sister Made MeChapter 21SamEverything seemed to move in a haze around her. She could still hear the other three in the room with her talking, though she wasn’t focused on what they were saying. The revelation of
I’d passed my driving test very quickly. I was lucky enough that my parents bought me an older car meaning I was now independent and not reliant on lifts or public transport. I was still in education now in the sixth form studying my A-Levels. I’d had girlfriends but in no way was I experienced
We met through mutual friends. Dale was awkward and made the silliest dad jokes, but damnit if he didn’t make me laugh. When I learned he was a virgin, it lit up something in me I didn’t realize I cared about. He was in his late 30s like me but had never been with a
Your response to Grandpa’s Guide to Girls was so flattering that it motivated me to write this sequel. You voted your approval and made very kind comments about the story of Grandpa Frank helping young Ben woo his first girlfriend.You need to know why I placed this sequel in the “first time” category. Ben is
Ann was in such a good mood on the drive home. Her mother kept looking at the grin on her face and said, “Ann, what are you thinking about? You’ve had that grin on your face since we left the hotel.”Facing the sound of her mother’s voice Ann said, “Oh Mom, I’m just in a