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“Oh, my God that feels so good!” Krysta thought as she concentrated on her most favorite feeling in the world.“Ah, yes! That’s it. Yeah, just like that! Keep it at that pace babe, yes!” she kept thinking as every beautiful nerve ending in her body was being stimulated.Krysta was a beautiful woman, some would call
AUTHOR’S NOTE AND A WARNING TO READERS: This story is about Zoey, 18, trying to seduce her older brother Samuel, 21. It’s a story about incest, and of new discoveries, and perhaps some kinky fetishes further down the line. Time will tell.It is a work of fiction, and all of the characters in the story
Emma and Julie were best friends, both nineteen-years-old, and for the next month would be living together at Emma’s house because both sets of parents were away on business. Unknown to their parents, the girls were already girlfriends who kissed and cuddled and gave each other finger and tongue sex.Of the two of them, Emma
I knew something wasn’t right. Alan had been acting extra strange around me for a few months now but I just couldn’t put my finger on it. He and I have been friends for over 30 years, Christ we’d even shared some chicks together back in college. We had travelled together, drank together and discussed
My name is Tom, I’m 44 years old, six feet tall, and 185, and in good health. I had been divorced for about three years and was beginning to really enjoy being single again.The divorce wasn’t great, but it wasn’t horrible either, we had simply drifted apart. The kids were grown, the ex had her
Lorie stood outside in the freezing cold, completely pissed because she couldn’t get her door opened. Her ride had left, she didn’t have a cell phone, and the fucking key wouldn’t turn in the lock. It was the perfect ending for a fucked up night. She felt tears welling up in her eyes as she
“Come on kid, show me what you got.”Another day at the park, and another disbeliever to prove something to. Will thought that by now people would quit acting so surprised, but every time he beat one of them they still looked at him in awe, as if they doubted what they had seen was possible.As
Author’s Note: The events described herein happened when I was eighteen, and a virgin. Yes, that dirty old man St. Nick turned me into a trick. He made me ride his “north pole” like a cowgirl and he slid down my hot little chimney. But I never did get all the presents he promised me
Sophie was late.She prayed that the bus she was on would go faster so that she could make it to the job interview with just a twenty minute delay. With how slow the bus was crawling though, and with the traffic she saw out of the window, she could be happy if she arrived only
This series of stories are mostly true, based on the journals I’ve kept through the years and my memory. Most of the names have been changed to protect the innocent, or not so innocent. No one (except maybe my wife) would ever describe me as good looking, much less handsome. I’m short, about 5’6″, medium
This work is inspired by the stories ‘BTSC’ and ‘Room 209’ by the author ‘klrxo’. Also thrown in are elements of the many mom/son stories I’ve read over the last 25 or so years.It started out as my own spin on the above stories, but soon took on a life of its own. Too big
Laura Loves’ Life – Part 3 – At the BarI share my office building with a small title and abstract company and we have a common entrance. It’s very easy for our mail to get mixed up as most of what we get are legal documents and the occasional check from a client. Very non-descript
You walk into your lofty apartment, the door closing behind you, and drop your purse on the ground as though, if it weighed more than a ton of bricks. You think to yourself, “Why must people be so hard on those who serve them?”, “It is not as though you are taking their orders, having
Chapter 13. Jenny’s back… with me.It was the second Tuesday night after Thanksgiving when I went out to meet a few of our friends for snacks, drinks and conversation at Perkins. My housemate Brian was prepping for a trial and said he was going to stay home so I headed out alone.It was packed. There
This is part two of the story of how Martin came to fuck both of his wife’s sisters. The stories can be read in any order. Hope you like this one.–I’d been dating Sam for three months. It was our last year of university and we had planned a two-week holiday in Spain as a
**WARNING** This story involves a LOT of male on male sexual activity. While it is technically a MMF story, the MM aspect will be the majority. If you don’t enjoy that, you are advised to not read any further.—Darren was excited when he showed up to Josh’s house. They had been texting back and forth
~~~~~This tale is tagged as Incest/Taboo and describes sexual activity between siblings. If that type of story is not for you, this is your last warning to turn aside.~~~~~~~~ Week 37 (cont’d) ~~~Early the next morning, Megan and I went down to the beach to clean up. By the time we return to the huts
My or should I say our lives started changing the day my husbands firm was bought up, falling orders and sales were getting worse and they were taken over by a predatory buy out, it was either that or go under, it still meant the same for lots of employees including John my husband.He along
I stood there naked. I had been awoken early, manscaped by a female healer, fucked like a cowboy and feasted on one the tastiest pussies that I have ever encountered. Betty was probably ten or fifteen years older than me and experienced in the ways of healing and sex. Time with Betty was a spiritual
Day X Month XX Year XXXXDear Diary,They say everyone has a story. A tale they could tell to just about anyone and give a perspective on the life they’d lived. But what do you do when your story is rather, adult in its content? Do you modify it? Or do you just keep it to