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This is a true story about losing my virginity. Very few people know about this.I was 18 at the time almost 19 and was on holidays with my parents and my older sister. We were staying on a resort island on the great barrier reef. Of an evening they had various theme nights and this
We said goodbye at the door, and the last of our guests tottered out to a nearby taxi. Loudly yelling their goodbyes, with the lack of decorum that only whiskey can provide. Which coincidentally, these two had provided, bringing the most expensive gift, a giant bottle of Crown Royal. Half gone now, but still.I’d insisted
Submissive Southern Girl in Minnesota, VThe day after the night at the BDSM club I had cleared my calendar of everything but one afternoon meeting that couldn’t be rescheduled. I had done my normal morning routine, toilet, enema, shower, edge, release enema, plug and heels, but when I crawled to the kitchen, I found Master
“No fucking chance,” I said, the word just slipping out. I couldn’t give a shit though. This had bad news written all over it.”Language Han,” he said. “Please don’t make this harder.” His look softened my bitchiness slightly, tugging at my deepest emotions, that pissed me off even more.”But he’s such a dick,” I moaned
My mom and I continued to travel up to Canada once or twice a week to work on her real estate business. Pretending to be a married couple, we had become a fierce team. She was talented at staging homes in a way that made them sell fast. Buyers were also convinced to buy their
After a while, Ms. Julie stirred.”C’mon, boy, get up.” With my arms still tied behind me, I struggled to stand.She pulled me to the couch. “Move here.” She arranged us so that I was sitting between her legs facing forward. My arms were pressed between my back and Ms. Julie’s body. Ms. Julie wrapped an
As soon as the cab pulled away from the curb, Karen turned towards Yvonne and started making out with her just like she had in the loo at the restaurant. Yvonne knew that the cab driver could see what they were doing in the rear view mirror, and rather suspected Karen of doing what she
All the characters in this story are over 18 years of age. This is just a fantasy and not a real story. It includes strong themes of incest, romance, and BDSM. If you’re not comfortable, please stop reading.This part is more of a background story and prelude. There’s not any sex in this part. If
(I have been away for a while, so I hope you enjoy this)Usually, when Heather rang for her houseboy, she was on the couch in the living room, or at her desk in her office. But this time, the ringing came from the bedroom. With a certain amount of trepidation, Walter attended her. “Yes, Heather?”She
Welcome to finale of the Clark Howard series. I hope you enjoyed the buffet of tropes I tried to work up into an original format. This story went its own way on me as I wrote it, and I had fun copying it all down.As always, I am not going for deep truths or gritty
Hey guys, here’s Chapter 25. I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know! As always, this is a world without STI’s, and everyone involved in sexual activity is at least eighteen years old.KaylaI’m standing outside the high school as students mill around me and head toward their transportation out of here for the weekend
For as long as I can remember, Fathers day weekend was always spent at a 6 flags amusement park. Dad loved to drag my sister and me across the country every year to eat junk food, have a campfire, and get sick on the rides.When I was younger, I loved it. We would all stay
Suzanne finished her shower and dried her body slowly, enjoying the sensation of the towel on her aroused skin. After spraying her vanilla scent, she went to the drawer and brought out her assortment of toys. Checking them, she changed the batteries in each toy. Once again, she checked the power level. As she heard
John’s wife, dark haired Jill, was getting suspicious, mostly because John didn’t pester her for sex anymore. She reached for him the other night and smoothed his back as he lay away from her and he just wiggled deeper into the covers and fell asleep. She had never been rejected before. John usually jumped at
I wanted to think it was something more. For her I mean, I know it was me, hell she was one of only three women I’ve ever been with. It was spring break in Pensacola and I had just turned eighteen ready for the world of free love. Yes, it was just barely the seventies
My step-sister Chrissy and I started fooling around with each other senior year (see parts 1 and 2). I had masturbated for her then we both masturbated in front of each other.Friday evening we have dinner with my mom and Chrissy’s dad to discuss weekend plans. Then the ‘rents went out to see some band
Terri and Mike were wrapping up the discussion of today episode on the lake when Don and Carol joined them in the parking lot.”Are we all ready for a good dinner?” Carol asked opening the side door of the van and moving inside.”About as ready as we’ll ever be!” Terri replied, getting into the front
Lisa left her roommate and submissive as she closed the dorm room door behind herself. Upon reaching the door marked 319 she knocked loudly. Jim answered in a pair of gym shorts and a loose tee shirt. He was a head height taller than Lisa and could easily out muscle her, but she pushed him
Thank you for taking the time to read this story. If you enjoy it, please take a moment to comment or score. You can also click my username to access my catalogue of stories.I always wondered how long it would be before my sister got a divorce. I mean I don’t want to say, “What’s
Beyond World’s EndSlowly we were becoming barbarians. In a good way. That is, we were transitioning to a technology and a culture that one family could manage sustainably. Dad’s hope was that we’d end up with bronze age skills; crude smelting, metal plows, leather, coarse hand-knit clothing and subsistence animal husbandry, as our twenty-first century