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COPYRIGHTThis story may be freely copied and distributed on all computer networks, mailboxes and other network services as long as it is not modified. With each passing on I ask not to forget the reference to the author.Comments, suggestions and questions are welcome.Since my creativity doesn’t want to work like I do, I pulled out
All characters are over 18.Chuck’s buddies always teased him about his sexy sister. “Tara is so fucking hot… What’s a nerd like you doing with a hot sister?… Have you seen her naked… Cheerleaders always shave it… Have you seen your sister’s coochie? …I bet you have… And I bet she’s got a baby bald
“Wow.” I said to myself as I stared out the window. The sight in front of me was one to behold. My older sister’s best friend, Sara, was lounging by the pool in her green bikini. She was wearing large, black sunglasses and her long, brown hair was resting on her lightly tanned shoulders. The
Chapter 1:I thought I had hit my peak sexually in my teen years.. but looking back now, 15 years later.. I realize, I had no clue back then…When you’re a teen, you are so horny and hot for anything that moves: any position will do, just anything to get to that triumphant moment. Plus growing
Dreaming of Her Forbidden SonThanks to ferretfyre for pitching this idea in my Discord.Anna CarlyleI clasped my hands tight around my crucifix as I knelt before the altar. It was draped in white cloth. Beyond was a stained glass window of my Lord and Savior holding out his hands, blood dripping from the wounds.”Forgive me
This is going to be a story or series about a young man coming of age and living in a society where half of the females are Futanari (chicks with dicks). If that is not your thing, I’d suggest not continuing on here.A few words on how I see Futanari (Futa) females:They have larger bodies
I was at a party. A typical college party. Beer flowed from kegs and cigarette smoke filled the house. Men all moved about desperately trying to be cool and attractive for the ladies. The ladies moved about in various outfits. One wearing a teeshirt and jeans, one in a tight black dress, another in a
Thank you for all the support and kind words on the previous chapter! I’m so excited to continue this story.If this is your first time reading this series, I recommend you head over to my profile and read the first chapter.As always, constructive criticism is welcome! Tell me what you think – it lets me
I cant quite believe I am sitting opposite him, again! It’s been so many years yet here we are still keeping it going. My life’s longest relationship with a man who I never even lived with and hardly ever went away on holiday with.Pathetic or lovely, who knows and right now I don’t seem to
“What’s for dinner?” I ask, putting down my work bag and hanging my keys on the hook by the front door. As I walk into the living room, I see our friend Gray lounging on the couch in his usual torn jeans and faded rock band t-shirt. “Oh, hey, Gray. Where’s Jude?””Getting dinner ready.” He
In Which The Wife Catches Them’The Rudd Family’, is not and I repeat NOT cartoon based. The story is fiction and based on fantasy. If you’re only going to comment about errors and all that extra stuff, it is not needed nor do I want it. If you feel as if MY story is not
All character’s fictional and are of 18 years of age.——————————–Claire was relaxing on her big, comfy bed. Curled up in her silky cover to hide her naked, voluptuous and curvaceous body. She was well-endowed with J Cup breasts and a fine ass. She was wrapped around a big pillow under her covers. Soon the alarm
I’m not sure how long we were standing there. I often get lost in the sound of you as I watch the words flow from your lips. The air around us is relaxed and intimate and the warm amber light from our side lamp dances across the walls, illuminating more of the space itself than
1.Russell lay naked on his bed, stroking his morning wood and replaying, not for the first time, the images of his first suck and fuck session a week ago with his son Liam. It had been a fantastic afternoon of hardcore incestuous man-to-man sex with plenty of sucking, rimming, sixty-nining and fucking and with lots
Chapter 1JohnJohn tended to the cows that morning as he always did. Dawn was breaking and when he left his bedroom, he did so without waking his little sister. He knew she was safe, but still, as a precaution, left the chair in front of the bedroom door and slipped out through the window. Their
One day my bestie, Caroline, and me were hanging out. We spent all day together. Shopping, walking the beach, laying in the sun, ended up in a bar had a few drinks then in another bar had a few more. She had been talking about her bf all day. How popular he is, how nice
Chapter 30The rest of the afternoon was slow. Emily toured me around the city. We visited a few local parks she went to as a kid and perused a few local stores to pass the time. Around five thirty we got a call from Ms. Laura saying she was ready to be picked up. The
///Cold HandsBy Scottish TexanAll characters engaging in sexual congress within this story are at least 18 years old or older at the time that it happens. This is an original work of fiction, Copyright 2023 © by Scottish Texan. All rights are reserved by the author. This work is not to be published or reproduced
Paying Mommy’s Incestuous PriceShanice SampsonAs I was heading out the door the morning after giving Daddy my anal delight, Momma hugged me. “What are you going to do if that skank’s in his classroom?””Show her that he’s my teacher!” I answered.”That’s right!” Momma said, a big smile on her ebony lips. “You show her that
Big Baby Blue was a car built for the long road. Steve sat back with one hand on her wheel, stretched his arm across the back of the seat, and let the sun warm his face. They were almost there–him and that big, old car–and the snowy peaks that grew gradually closer drew a jagged