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It started out innocent enough. I met John at a party some of the guys on my brother Kai’s football team threw after UCLA beat Washington State.My name is Kayla, and I love my fraternal twin brother Kai. We’re more than just sister and brother though. Last spring we got involved with each other sexually.
The Photo shop by Candyman666©All characters participating in sexual activity in the stories are 18 or over. Please don’t be afraid to let me know what you think of my stories. This story is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination.
Relax woman!Just take it easy, concentrate on your breathing, steady, in out, in out, don’t think of time there’s only now, this is intense, it will get more intense but for now there’s only now.I breathe in deeply, careful to keep my body still and explore the sensations of my body, it’s odd how being
EparA young man, Bob finished college and moved to the city for a job as assistant manager for a furniture company. He met a pretty young Hispanic girl, Carla who worked at the shop and they became friends and that grew into more over the next year. He decided to pop the question and wanted
CHAPTER 1:**Katie turns eighteen! Her daddy helps to make her birthday special. He takes her shopping for a new swimsuit and brings her to a waxing appointment to make her body grown up like her.This is an exploration into my specific kink, the stuff I want to read about… Basically I’ve been reading on this
He offered his hand, which she took happily. Walking with purpose, he led her towards the elevator. As they waited for it to arrive, he ran his hand up and down her back.She was thankful for the comforting physical touch, and even more thankful when he whispered, “We will take it slow, just like we
* * * * * * * * * *Written by Diane (cuddlydbear) and Ken James* * * * * * * * * *Hi Baby. I’m sure glad everyone’s settled down. I doubt if any one is going to sleep soon, but they’ll stay in their rooms. This is a pretty randy crew, especially
If Carlsberg made stocks they would have made this one. Solid oak with padded black leather surrounding the holes where my head and arms are secured. Brass studs fasten the leather in place and the fixtures and fittings are all shiny brass.It is a beautiful piece of apparatus, unfortunately, dear reader, I can see very
Author’s note: As always, comments and ratings appreciated! Also the word ‘girl’ is used in this story. It is an expression, all characters are 22. Enjoy.I wanted them all. Not sure why really, I just did. It was like a switch flipped in my brain.My last break up was pretty bad and left me with
A/N: this is part 4 in the Ctrl-Alt-Delete trilogy, but you don’t need to have read the others. This is much longer, and a much slower burn, than my previous work. Ratings and constructive comments very much appreciated.This is all my own work. I am the legal copyright holder. I do, however, allow you to
Please read previous chapters else nothing will make sense.No foul language in the comments.Please enjoy. Kind regards, Dogfart11.Robert Newton.Robert was viewing the Harlot Mansion, with the plan to move in with his mum, Molly, and sister, Samantha, whom he both had an incestuous relationship with every night. Plus Lisa MacCall, and her teenage twins, Sarah
Mom Moves In4:30pm Friday June 6thI’m sitting at my tiny kitchen table finishing the review of my assigned audit files for the week for Clarke, Raymond & Spitzer when my phone rings. “Hi Mom, slow down, I can’t understand you, what’s wrong? He’s gone? What do you mean gone? His home office is cleared out
I had planned on part one being a ‘one and done’ story but thanks to all your wonderful comments, I decided to take it further. Again, it’s fantasy, some girl on girl stuff but reality taken with a little pinch of salt. Thank you again for reading and for your positive comments, it makes me
Tommy looked between the two splayed strangers in front of him.Beads of sweat were dotted down the man’s back. The hairs of his ass were wet with it. He was laid on the bench, facing away from the crowd, with his head bound in a black leather sack. His lips were puckered out, gasping for
This is a dream I had last night. It’s not true, but I really wish it was!—I wake up late in the morning. The sun is streaming in through the windows, bathing the room in a warm, sun yellow glow.I can barely move. My hands and ankles are restrained. My pantyhose make the restraints slip
Chapter 1ChaseI leaned back in my office chair and cracked my knuckles. I felt a subtle pain in my lower back. I had been sitting for way too long, and it was time for a break. I pulled the curtains aside, letting natural light stream into my bedroom.I lived in Orange County with my mother
Susan let herself into the apartment, lost in thought, scanning her email on the little phone in her hand. She set her bag by the door and looked up…and stopped still. The real world came back in a rush as she realized what the noises in the background of the email were.”Yes, please, yes,” Christie
It was after midnight and the weather was hot and sticky this close to the sea. I was moving through the dark alleys of a city in the north of Africa. A very Arab country, and I was an American soldier attached to the local consulate.I should not have been out like this, alone and
They cruised up a couple of country roads, then hit the main highway, and Billy gunned the motorcycle, accelerating up to nearly a hundred miles per hour in a few seconds before backing down to a more sane speed. It was terrifying and exhilarating. It made her glad to be able to cling tightly to
Mom was only thirty-seven, so I wasn’t surprised that she quickly found a boyfriend after our father ran off with his paramour. His name was Yura, and I liked him immediately – a very serious businessman in his forties, who would drop by in a nice car and pick up my mother giggling for a