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“Well, hello Mr. Lawson. How are you today?” Dr. Hilts asked, looking him over like a science experiment.Clay could only whimper softly. He’d learned his mouth could get him into trouble, and most of her questions were rhetorical anyway.”Hmm? Horny? Needy? Out of your mind with desire? Perfect. You know, the irony of the situation
A bespoke story and a stand-alone tale, but following the others in the series. It is unnecessary to have read those, but the following might be useful. Tyson, a young bodybuilder and aspiring poet, was posing as a model for a sketching class run one summer by Gale, a fine arts professor. She and her
This is a continuation of the stories of my sexual encounters and a follow on from my story ‘At the hands of Sam’.I had been 18 for almost a year now, but still hadn’t done more than received that wonderful handjob from Samantha at work.The weekend was coming and it was also the plan to
Note: All characters in this story are of legal age. All of the characters are well over eighteen years of age.”ANGIE!!” Her aunt screamed from the living room as she rummaged through her purse for her car keys. She’d only gotten a little under four hours of sleep after stopping by her boyfriend’s apartment before
Family Playtime – The WeddingWell, who would have thought it would come to this? My wild, crazy and dare I say it, nympho, sister Megan is getting married.Her fiancé, Dave, seems very nice and is really into her so I suppose it stands to reason that they would want to take that step.The fact that
Tim had become a serial masturbator thinking of fucking his widowed mom. Tim’s dad had died in Afghanistan when Tim was 4 years old and now 14 year later his mom had not remarried. Like his dad, Tim possessed a very large cut cock with low hanging balls that generated large amounts of cum. Tim
*Authors Note*I want to apologize to all the readers for taking so long in getting this chapter complete and posted. Thanks for sticking with me and I hope you will agree with me that this is the best chapter yet. As always your comments and thoughts are welcome and appreciated. Thanks for reading.******************************This was the
Submission of SusanThe Shopping trip.It was not long before Saturday was once more upon us and whilst eating breakfast, Master announced that today we would be going on a little shopping trip. Now shopping is one thing I particularly like to do with Master, especially when he is looking for new clothes for me.As I
DisclaimerThis is a work of pure fantasy; nothing is real, and all characters are adults. Comments are enabled, and all constructive comments are welcomed; even if you think my story sucks, tell me how it sucks so I can improve the story and as an author. This is a different take on the BBC genie;
It’s been three years since they came out into the open with everything. Leaving the job to promote himself in real estate he made his way into the world fairly enough. He doesn’t make near as much a she does, but it was honestly never about that.There had always been rumors after the business party
Vicky’s gentle mouth didn’t let me concentrate on the road. I was forced to slow down. My daughter selflessly impaled herself on the penis, muffledly moaning and groaning. Her wet lips gently slid along the trunk, her tongue actively moved, caressing and tugging at the head. Occasionally Vika released the object of her attention from
Step Sister Corruption Part 291 – Day 146 Gabe goes to the hospital pt 2————————————–Summer————–Dr Braxter didn’t have to listen to our issues for very long as she quickly moved up to me, “I’m going to put some pressure on your middle. You tell me when it gets uncomfortable. Ok?”I nodded as she looked down
I’m an Aussie and use Australian spelling and potentially some colloquialisms. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblences to persons living or past are not intentional, enjoy.My older brother Declan discovered it first, I in turn then discovered him. I guess you could say it was our parents’ fault for not being more discreet
It was a warm evening in June, close to the longest day of the year. The group of molecular physics at my University in south-west Germany was gathering for their traditional event to celebrate the end of the academic year. They always organize an informal meal in a typical German restaurant, outside on the terrace
We left our horny players in a possible bind but what will occur next? Well…you’re just about to find out so let’s crack on.FRIENDS WILL BE FRIENDS EXCEPT WHEN THEY’RE NOT.BHWANG!The note echoed ominously throughout the house. Every time the gong or whatever the Hell it was announced its presence it invariably wound up being
**Violet**I still think back on that night a lot. We had repeated the hate fucking a great many times, but I still remember the first time we did it. Normal sex wasn’t enough for me anymore. I often started dumb fights with him so that he would make me shut up by showing me what
Chapter 1I first met Beth at the restaurant where we both worked. We were both seniors in high school, both enrolled in colleges, mine about two hundred miles away, Beth’s about one hundred and fifty miles from where we lived but the colleges were only about eighty miles distant from one another.Any way, Beth and
It was another day in the padded cell. Aside from a short, carefully-managed lunch and restroom break, I was once again confined to its small, plush interior, with my arms wrapped around my torso in the straitjacket, and the tether anchoring me to the bench, giving me just enough slack to stand up and step
CH.1Veronica’s POV:’Run.’My entire body is screaming only this word. Running is all I can do. A blur of trees and leaves pass around me, and it dawns on me that I have no clue where I am, or where I am running to. Crooked dead tree branches reach for me, stinging and snapping against my
It took a while but my wife wasn’t too happy about it, on me writing the story “How well do I know my family?”. As this is the sequel to, it is certainly helpful, but not necessary, to read the first part.———————-Here I am lying in our marriage bed with my wife’s moaning in my