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Sweat stung Sam’s eyes, breathing fast as she held her pose. The music faded as thunderous applause filled the theater. The lights on the stage darkened briefly before a spotlight burst into life, highlighting her in the darkness as music sprang to life. With a deep breath Sam launched into the next song. She lost
It was early August and I was getting ready for my Freshman year at State College. Mom and I took a trip to Target to do some dorm shopping. Mom still had the shopping list she and my older sister Stephanie had used when she went to college a year ago. Mom and I had
These are the continuing misadventures of my cyber wife Robyn who is a very busty blonde with an insatiable hunger for horny guys. She is a 5′ 4″ green eyed blonde with 36, 25, 35 figure and DD cups. This fantasy story is the start of our Spanish Holidays in our ‘Around the World in
I drift in and out of sleep as the girls, or maybe just Kaitlyn play with the pad. After what feels like an eternity I’m finally able to drift off and get some rest.I wake up to someone shaking me. Still deprived of my senses, I struggle to put any coherent thoughts together. The blindfold
Patrick Sanderson closed the door to his office. As Chief of Surgery, he was used to everyone coming to him with their problems. However, since the administrator of the hospital had retired, that job had also fallen to him until a new one was appointed. The 29-hour day had not yet been invented and he
Kelsey had to force her hand to stop shaking as she handed the mirror to the famous pornstar next to her. She had just taken a massive rip of the high-quality cocaine piled high on the small mirror, and the MDMA they had popped earlier was starting to hit in a big way.She was still
Hello, my name is Lucia… today I’m 54 years old, an excellent lawyer with a successful career, two grown-up daughters and divorced for 20 years.What I’m going to tell you here is completely true. I’ve never, ever told anyone what happened to me for fear of judgment, for fear of destroying my family and for
In a couple of weeks I’m running a large party with a group of friends. The organisation side of things is hotting up and there is a flurry of activity in my social circle with all our friends getting ready for the party. On Saturday just past, my wife Samantha decided to go out shopping
Lana Pink had only ever wanted one thing for her daughter: a happy, fulfilling life. She did not really have any preference for how it came to be; indeed, worries of academic achievement or financial success were not ones that troubled her. However, there was one in particular that certainly did bother her: the young
As in all the stories I will relate to you, I must explain that they are true and all really happened to me.We were stationed in Augsburg, Germany in 1976 and lived in government quarters. Any of you who have been there will remember the quarters near Reese Kaserne , they were set up with
After casting a quick glance back on the path behind them, he said, “Kneel, jewel.”She had suspected that he had plans, but hearing the command here, now, took her by surprise. She glanced around, taking a long look before deciding that they were alone enough. The cabin he had reserved was apparently still some distance
The summer was blossoming with high temperatures, declining the presence of the AC. The road was slipping under my eyes, through the glass window of that damn black car. That ever-silent, yet steamy inside of the car.I had been restraining myself from talking about that one significant thing that had been bugging me. That day
Tiff had a lot to think about on her jog through the neighborhood. She had been woken up at dawn by her soon-to-be husband taking an emergency phone call from work. There was an unusual geological event in the Pacific, and he had to leave for the airport immediately. Tiffany was sad to drop him
It still took a couple of days to recover from last weekend. All I really wanted to do was spend the entire day in bed making love to Shari in every way we could imagine, and we did have a very vivid imagination. Unfortunately, working was a must if I wanted to go to Switzerland
Note: This is a five-part series.While chapter 1 introduced the characters and set the scene with only a little sex, now is where the sexual content begins in earnest. If you want to know more about the situation, feel free to go back and read chapter 1 for background.Thanks!Oral ExamsThe next room’s soft, indirect lighting
Dawn. The first light of day was entering the suburban bedroom of distressed young Jessica Thompson. The pretty teen had tossed and turned her way through the night, her mind filled with images of her shameful behavior the previous afternoon.”How could I do that?” she wondered. “It just seems like when Kenny gets his tongue
All rights reserved. This story is strictly fiction. Please vote.(This one starts out slow, but gets better.)*It all started my senior year in high school…I had taken biology, as an elective. The class was two hours of theory, plus, a three hour lab. The students were paired. [Their own preference.]When I got to class, everyone
This story was written for the 750 Word Project 2024. Below this line are exactly 750 words._________________________My name is Rishi. I am a slave to my beautiful Mistress wife, Garima. She is twenty seven years old. She works in a multinational company. I stays home to do every household chores and serves her when she
I lived across the road from my parents. My own little love nest. My mom would visit me every morning for coffee, of course, after dad had left for work. It was our ‘usual’ routine.My mom would always like to wear skirts and blouses. Lately, her skirts had become shorter than the ‘usual’ ones she
I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know, you are coming to release me from the shower wall and say, “I think an hour hanging there is more than enough.” An hour? There is no way I could have been there an hour. It seems like only seconds ago that you left.