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My name is Paul, and I’m a twenty-year old student who’s attending Waterloo University in Waterloo, Ontario, Canada. I’d never been very good around women, my confidence around women being nil. The reason for that was because of my disability. I have a birth defect known as Spina Bifida. It basically means that I’m paralyzed
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It was Saturday morning and a friend and I went to the club to sunbathe by the pool. I’ve never been a big fan of the sun, so it took a lot for her to convince me to go, but I finally agreed to go with her. We were lying in the pool area in
I live in a group house that’s in a really nice part of town; walking distance to the coop for food shopping, with a nice high end theater complex a little walk further away.For some reason, even though the houses around us had been “upgraded” over the years and remodeled to be more upscale, ours
Nancy and Adam were lying on the bed, the dim moonlight dancing on their bare skin.Adam was cuddling her from behind, his chest against her back, caressing her slick legs with his left hand.Nancy was horny, and when she was horny, her brain stopped working correctly, turning her into a naughty slut. She had blown
“Headmistress?” Jim called as he stepped inside. The woman turned to face him.”James, welcome back. Have you cleared your heart?””Yes,” the young man answered. “I had been scared that it wouldn’t go well, but it did, and now I’m ready for the training you mentioned.””Good. Come over here.”Jim was twenty years old and had been
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Notice: This story is a work of fiction, told in the first person. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.This story has been copyrighted in the year 2000 by the author known as “The Collector”. The author has agreed to place this story onto specific sites on the Internet for the
All characters in this story are over the age of 18At the conservative church in which I grew up, Pastor Johnston, the head pastor, made it clear that premarital sex or any sex outside of marriage would put me on the path to Hell. The youth pastor, Pastor Will, always trying to be the cool
I’m excited, that morning I took extra care in getting ready. I chose an olive green dress, it was heavier material, but I didn’t know what the weather would be like. My make-up was light as normal, however, black eye mascara, and ruby red lips, finished my look. I got to the hall where I
Hello everyone, I’m YUG from India, now I’m around 30 years old. But this story was back during Covid times, when I was studying in the US. As we all know, all classes were suspended all of a sudden at those times. It was the initial days of covid, and I was left alone at
It was snowing lightly in the evening as the taxi turned unto the exclusive street. The taxi driver tilted his head into the mirror, giving a look that summed up the question “really kid you live here?”Mark Brice had decided to surprise his parents, well his dad, by coming home from college early. He’d been
Land Of The Rising Sun.Where gestures in business are everything.My intrepidation and fear started rising when I was awakened by the plane slowing and starting its slow descent into Tokyo, my first visit and I would remain in Japan for over a year on an employee exchange program. A steward with an endearing smile, eye
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Part 2When Mrs. Thompson and I were toweled dry from our shower, I was looking forward to climbing back in bed with her. She already got two loads of my sperm; I was sure I could do it a couple more times with her; maybe more. In anticipation, my cock stayed hard all during the
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I was whistling the entire way up the steps to the front door of my apartment. I slid the key in the lock and turned the door opened and I reached around and flicked on the overhead light. My jaw dropped when I looked and saw the condition of my apartment. I suddenly realized that
James Riding hadn’t actually answered by the nickname Red since he was thirteen to anyone but his Grandma Addy and sometimes his Aunt Sue, and even she tried hard to remember to call him Jamie most of the time but he loved her a lot so he let her get away with it. And then