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Sisters visit his cabin, First one, then the other, then both WOWThe cliffs along this part of the coast were well over seventy-five feet above the waters edge with very little beach between them and the surf. Not a place for swimming but beautiful nevertheless. I bought this little cabin on a cliff overlooking the
It started a couple of months ago after a birthday party, too much wine, and a confession, but in truth, it started a few years after Melissa and I got married. That part will become evident. But a couple of months ago is when the whole thing got real.My stepdaughter, Allison, had turned 18 while
Hello, there. My name is Stacy Jane Bourgeois. I’ve got a riddle for you. How does a chick who’s fat, ugly in the face, has a huge plump ass and an aloof personality gets to become the most popular female on a college campus teeming with rich and sexy women? Who in hell would let
A four point-of-view tale of cuckoldry, voyeurism, and coming of age.Jonathan Borden – SonKelsi Borden – MotherBrent Borden – FatherLily Tyler – GirlfriendThe locations in this story are real, but all events are a work of fiction. All characters in this story are aged 18+ and are consenting adults.JonathanMy life has taken a complete 180⁰
Outdoor centres are usually seen as happy fun filled places, where people go to experience outdoor activities, in a safe controlled manner.What the public don’t see however, is they are also full of young, enthusiastic people, eager to compete in any competition they can find.This is because, most of the activities the centres provide are
Tony arrived home sobbing his heart out. He had just found out that a girl from his school, a good friend, had been killed in a car accident. He was eighteen at the time and was inconsolable. At that age death surely is not something you even consider. Ann sat on the left hand end
This was so good. Two fingers, that were thickly coated with my juices, going quickly in and out of me, and another caressing my clit in just the right place. The fingers were mine, but in my mind they were his. Of course, it could never happen for real, but alone in my bedroom I
Making love to a virgin isn’t easy. No one tells you these things. It’s something you dream about, and when you imagine it, it’s all velvety smoothness, warm apple pie, maybe a bit of giggling and awkwardness. But here’s the reality: it’s like trying to shove your cock into a clenched fist. No one tells
16 days to go…John wakes up and heads to the kitchen wondering if his mother had made anything for breakfast. He is surprised to notice she didn’t even make a cup of coffee for herself. He heads to her bedroom and knocks.”Hey Mom, are you up? Are you ok?”He listens and there is no response.
“Hey, everyone!” called out my sister Erica as she entered my parents’ house. “We’re here!””Oh, that’s wonderful,” said my Aunt Rose as she moved toward the front door.Erica stayed at the door with her boyfriend Aaron as the family gathered around. She and Aaron made a good-looking couple. Erica had blue eyes and wavy dark
It was because of Jason that she was in this predicament, she thought to herself. Who knew that a chance online encounter would have culminated in her absolute and abject humiliation? It’s not that she was hard-core into the whole dom-sub thing; it was just something she ‘played’ at from time to time. Savannah moaned
Nick was nervous – he had fantasised about this day for a long time – he was sure it was many men’s fantasies and this wasn’t something he had ever imagined he would have the chance to do. He had met Nat, his gorgeous eighteen-year-old princess, a few weeks ago and they had chatted. At
At the time this story happened, I was working as a freelance proofreader for several small publishers in New York. I had come to this particular building on Fifth Avenue to pick up a job. I had always enjoyed coming to this building because it housed one of New York’s biggest modeling agencies, and I
As I walked in the door, my wife, Linda, reminded me that tonight was the surprise birthday party. I hadn’t forgotten, as today was our daughter’s 18th birthday and she was going to have a sleepover with her lifelong friend. Ava was going to walk home from school with her friend Jessica. This was typical
Evelyne never was the going-out type, even during times when going out seemed like the best option in their moderately sized town. Filled with back alley hang-out spots, or the usual lake or two that friends and family alike would jump in, she never seemed to be inclined to go. Let alone be interested.”Are you
“Get up!” you bark at me, and I am slightly startled by your unusually harsh tone, so I immediately respond. I walk over to where you are still sitting and you motion for me to sit back on your lap.”Enjoy yourself?” you ask me. I nod in agreement, and you feel my wet pussy, proving
He put his dry lips to her sweet, firm young nipple, still warm and damp from the bath. She gasped at the contact and tried to move away, but his sinewy arms held her firmly standing, helpless beside his chair. His hands explored her soft round bottom, pressing her buttocks and probing the crevice, as
Marie Lowell Jenkins stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself. At the age of forty, she stood five feet ten inches tall, a bit chubby but still attractive. Her hair was short and black, and her skin was light brown. She was still a good-looking African-American woman. Times had been tough on
I was a virgin college freshman and all I wanted in life was to get some. The loneliness and the horniness had gotten unbearable. I lifted weights and built a chiseled physique, hoping I would attract girls, but they never turned their heads or thought about what I had under my clothes. Anyway, if they
“Oh, shit,” Becky said in horror. “You said she wouldn’t be back until tomorrow.”I could only shrug my shoulders. I was as surprised as she was.”Where are you?” Sarah asked. Her voice was getting closer. “Ah, there you are. Aren’t you a lovely sight? I’m sorry. I’m Sarah, Mike’s wife.””I’m Becky.” Her voice was trembling.