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I’m an Aussie and use Australian spelling and potentially some colloquialisms. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblences to persons living or past are not intentional, enjoy.My older brother Declan discovered it first, I in turn then discovered him. I guess you could say it was our parents’ fault for not being more discreet
It was a warm evening in June, close to the longest day of the year. The group of molecular physics at my University in south-west Germany was gathering for their traditional event to celebrate the end of the academic year. They always organize an informal meal in a typical German restaurant, outside on the terrace
We left our horny players in a possible bind but what will occur next? Well…you’re just about to find out so let’s crack on.FRIENDS WILL BE FRIENDS EXCEPT WHEN THEY’RE NOT.BHWANG!The note echoed ominously throughout the house. Every time the gong or whatever the Hell it was announced its presence it invariably wound up being
**Violet**I still think back on that night a lot. We had repeated the hate fucking a great many times, but I still remember the first time we did it. Normal sex wasn’t enough for me anymore. I often started dumb fights with him so that he would make me shut up by showing me what
Chapter 1I first met Beth at the restaurant where we both worked. We were both seniors in high school, both enrolled in colleges, mine about two hundred miles away, Beth’s about one hundred and fifty miles from where we lived but the colleges were only about eighty miles distant from one another.Any way, Beth and
It was another day in the padded cell. Aside from a short, carefully-managed lunch and restroom break, I was once again confined to its small, plush interior, with my arms wrapped around my torso in the straitjacket, and the tether anchoring me to the bench, giving me just enough slack to stand up and step
CH.1Veronica’s POV:’Run.’My entire body is screaming only this word. Running is all I can do. A blur of trees and leaves pass around me, and it dawns on me that I have no clue where I am, or where I am running to. Crooked dead tree branches reach for me, stinging and snapping against my
It took a while but my wife wasn’t too happy about it, on me writing the story “How well do I know my family?”. As this is the sequel to, it is certainly helpful, but not necessary, to read the first part.———————-Here I am lying in our marriage bed with my wife’s moaning in my
Thank you for reading my story, I hope so much that you enjoy. Mica xx Yorkshire EnglandI did not want to play the events of the weekend in my mind; I had sex with my dad. I don’t know how it happened or why. I fully participated, I was totally willing, but it absolutely is
All people having sexual activity in this story are all over eighteen years old. Over our meal, I couldn’t believe how relaxed mum and I were. We were both naked, which as the day went on was a comfortable thing to do. My only problem was with seeing mum naked was giving me a massive ten
Character names:Mom: SeemaSon: MalikDad: RashidTerminology:Kurta: A dress worn in India. It usually has a split at the hip on both sides and is put on by slipping through head. Kurta usually is worn with a matching pant which has elastic band or string at the waist instead of buttons or chains.The evening was uncomfortable. We
Author: Martin L. FletcherTitle: Something New for MaryAnnSummary: A woman has her first experience with anal.Keywords: M/F, anal, bdsm, cons, oralONEI was lying in bed reading with MaryAnn curled against my chest when she raised her head and began nibbling my ear.”Daaarliiinnng…””Hmmm?””I’ve been thinking…could we try it…in my ‘other’ hole?”I put my book down and
The next day I woke up as excited as I’ve been in awhile. With permission and instructions to go have fun with my new friend I headed back to the gym. I went straight to the locker room and waited to see if David would show up.I took off my clothes and draped a towel
Chapter 13 – TiffanyAfter our two-hour workout on the bed, we were tired, and napped. Tiffany’s small naked body was on top of me with her head nestled in beside mine on a pillow. She was as nice as Sarahor Rachel to cuddle with and occasionally cooed softly when asleep. I was pleased beyond measure.After
It’s raining. I am summoned to pick up Isabel Devine plus two at Whipple’s and transport them to Kroen Hall. I expect to be disappointed–how could she possibly live up to a name like Devine? But, I go anyway.And I’m not disappointed.They dash toward me. I reach back and open their door. A dark-haired girl
Robert and I weren’t officially dating. We just liked to make-out sometimes. And this night I had been making out with Robert for what seemed like hours.It was a cool spring evening. We had been hanging out at the ball field and started making out there, but decided to go back to his house. His
Hi, it’s Veronica back with another story.I’ve been married to my husband for five years now. We have a tease and denial relationship. I keep his cock locked in a chastity cage. Once a week, I teasingly masturbate him with my hand for two to three hours while he’s bound to the bed. Around once
My cousin Ashlee and I had grown up together, living on opposite sides of the same street. Our grandparents also lived a few blocks away. My grandfather had inherited a paper mill from his father, and the whole family had grown up in the area together, most of us working at the mill. We were
Author Note: I published this under ‘Lustydays’ a few years ago. Grammarly is better now at cleaning up my mistakes so I’m sending it again.+++The doorbell rang. Oh, my God! It was her brother Jimmy! He was finally here! She’d been thinking about him ever since her mom called two months ago. She remembered the
“That’s the last of it.”My daughter, Grace, was back from college for the Christmas holidays. She’d just taken her final suitcase in. I was happy to have her back. I didn’t want to spend Christmas alone, far too much time over the last few months had been with only myself.You can tell she’s my daughter