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The old mill pond had been our summer meeting place for years. The mill had been closed for years now, but the pond was still there. It made a great place to hang out and swim. There was a big oak tree next to the water. We would tie a rope to the limb and swing out over the water and drop in. Next to the tree was a large rock. It was perfect for diving off or just laying on to get some sun.

It was the summer of my sixteenth birthday. There were nine of us that made skinny dippin’ a daily ritual. Sami, Tina and me were the only girls. My older brother and guys from the surrounding area made up the rest of the gang.

We had all know each other for years. Now that we were older we began to take an interest in the opposite sex. Still all the days at the pond were relaxing and just for fun, even though on occasion I did stare a little longer at the boys. I also noticed most of them watching us girls with a little more interest.

The county fair always came the last week of summer. Most of the gang went to the fair. I wasn’t interested in looking at farm animals again so I headed for the mill pond. It was the hottest day of the summer. I looked all around to make sure I was all alone. I slipped off my top. Looking around to be sure no one was there, I slipped off my bottoms too.

The water felt so refreshing. It made my skin tingle at first and of course my nipples indicated it was a bit cool. I swam to the far side of the pond. Just then I heard someone walking down the gravel path.

I hid behind the old mill trough. It was Bobby Morris. I watched as he pulled his shirt over his head. He certainly was more mature than the other boys. The sun glistened off his chest. Suddenly the water didn’t feel quite as cold.

I felt myself staring at his body.

He looked all around. Then he slid off his swim trunks. His little turtle had surely grown up. Even the pictures in the sex book didn’t look like that. His cock hung halfway down his thigh. I wondered how he was able to walk with a thing like that between his legs.

He dove into the water and disappeared under the surface. When he came up, his wet body looked even sexier to me than before. The water ran off his chest. His nipples seemed to be harder too, like mine.

I wanted to yell to him, but, I was naked. Even though we had seen each other naked hundreds of times, this seemed very different.

He swam to the opposite end of the pond from where I was. I saw my chance to get back to the rock and get dressed. I had hidden my clothes behind the rock in case anyone passed by.

I swam underwater most of the way. I guess Bobby had the same idea, because when I popped my head out of the water I was looking right at him. I screamed. So did he.

We both burst out laughing.

“I didn’t know you were here Molly.”

I couldn’t say the same to him. I didn’t want to say 'I’ve been here all the time. I was looking at your cock when you got undressed.'

“I must have been over by the trough when you got here.”

I saw him looking down at my chest. I forgot I was naked. He was staring at my tits.

“Those are new.”

I laughed out loud.

Before we could say anything else, we heard voices. We slid over behind the rock. The water wasn’t as deep where we moved to. I knelt down behind the rock. Bobby kneeled behind me. His skin was against mine. I felt a warm flush flow through my body. I had never felt a boy’s naked body against me before.

As the voices got closer Bobby pulled me tight against him. I no longer heard the voices. I felt something between my butt cheeks. I didn’t want to turn and look. I knew it had to be Bobby’s cock. It was much warmer than the rest of his body. Knowing his cock was against me made my body tingle.

We stayed that way for a few minutes. His cock seemed to press harder against me the longer we didn’t move. I wanted to say something but I didn’t know what to say.

“I told you no one would be here. They’re all at the fair. Let’s go.”

It was my brother’s voice. I don’t know who was with him or how many of them were there. We heard them walk up the gravel path. I was glad I had hidden my clothes under the rock.

Bobby stood up. As I stood up I turned towards him. I don’t know why but my eyes went straight to his cock. It looked much different than the drawings in our sex-ed book. It looked much nicer. It was long and smooth. His glans was separated from his shaft by a little valley. I caught myself staring and quickly looked up.

Bobby was looking at me. Our eyes met. I don’t know how it happened but the next thing I knew we were kissing. It wasn’t your everyday “hello” kiss. It was a full on open mouth kiss. Now my body was really tingling.

The longer our lips stayed together, the more I felt Bobby’s cock pressing against me between my legs. Just like the sex book had said it would do when aroused. I was happy with myself that I could actually arouse a guy. I loved feeling Bobby’s cock against my pussy.

When we stopped kissing neither of us knew what to say. He moved away from me. No longer was I feeling his hard cock against my pussy. I grabbed his arm and pulled him back to me. We kissed again and once more I had his warm penis pressed against me.

Bobby was closest to the bank of the creek. We continued kissing as he backed towards the edge of the water. Once there he lay back on the tall grass. I was lying on top of him.

I could feel his cock pulsating against my legs. I kneeled over him and spread them a little more. I felt the tip of his cock was touching my labia. I had never felt that sensation before. It was incredible.

The more his cock touched me, the hotter I was becoming. I lowered myself downward. His tip pierced my labia and slid inside me a little. My body shook. I felt his shaking too.

He moved his hips upwards and pushed his cock farther into me. I responded by lowering myself more. I had never had sex before so I wasn’t sure of what I should be doing. For now I was going with my natural instincts. It seemed to be working just fine.

I could feel my labia spreading to accept more of his cock. It felt like a muscle pulling. I didn’t mind the little bit of pain because I was having so much pleasure.

I saw a trickle of my blood running over Bobby’s cock. It didn’t upset me because I had read about it happening in our sex class. Bobby Morris had popped my cherry. I know that’s not how it was explained in the book, but it was the more common term used around there.

I kept lowering myself an inch at a time. Each time I could feel Bobby’s cock sliding farther inside of me. We were both breathing harder. My heart was pounding.

Bobby kept thrusting his hips upward. Soon his entire cock was inside of me. I sighed with relief that I could take all of him into me. I began pushing myself up and down. Each time I could feel his warm cock slide out to its tip and then back deep inside of me. The book never mentioned how incredible this would feel.

I could hear Bobby moaning softly. I know he could hear me. I couldn’t help it. I felt his cock begin to pulsate rapidly. His glans seemed to grow inside of me. I knew he would soon have his orgasm and shoot his load of semen inside of me.

His body was shaking wildly. I slid harder and faster up and down on his cock.

“What the hell are you kids doing?”

Bobby and I had been so engrossed in having sex that we didn’t hear Mr. Williams. He was standing on the rock looking down at us.

I quickly pulled off of Bobby. He was unable to stop his ejaculation. His white creamy load of semen spurted out of his cock and all over me. I wanted to crawl under the rock. My clothes were hidden on the other side. I was caught there naked with Bobby.

“Is that you, Molly Benson?”

Dammit, he knew who I was.

“Yes, Mr. Williams. It’s me.”

I tried to move close to the rock so he couldn’t see all of me. Bobby was quickly gathering his clothes. He was lucky to have left them on this side of the rock.

“Boy, you get your clothes and get out of here.”

Bobby didn’t even stop to get dressed. He scooped up his clothes and ran off. I was there alone with Mr. Williams. Worst of all I was completely naked and covered with Bobby’s semen.

None of the kids liked Mr. Williams. Not many of the older folks cared for him either. He was kind of an outlaw. He had been in trouble many times with the law. His two sons who went to school with me were also very bad boys.

“What would your dad think about this, Molly?”

Oh my God. He wouldn’t tell my dad about what he had seen. My dad was a good man but he had a mean side to him. If my brothers or I did something bad we would feel his belt on our asses. It wasn’t too bad unless he was drinking. At those times he would tend to hit us even harder. I had a few welts to hide after one of his beatings.

“Please don’t tell my dad, Mr. Williams. He would be very mad if he knew.”

“Stand out away from the rock, Molly.”

Slowly I moved away from the rock. He stared at me from head to toe. I felt so dirty being on display for this creepy old man. I could see his tobacco juice drip from his mouth as he looked at me. He wiped it away with the back of his hand. How disgusting he was, I thought to myself.

“You’ve grown into quite a woman, Molly. Your tits could be bigger but the rest of you looks real pretty.”

I wished now more than ever I could somehow crawl under the rock.

“You aren’t going to tell my dad, are you?”

“Well, maybe I will and maybe I won’t. It all depends on you.”

“What do you mean it all depends on me?”

“Whether or not you do what I say.”

I felt my heart sink. What in the hell did he have in his mind? I didn’t even want to think about what he was going to say. Finally I looked up at him.

“What is it that you want, Mr. Williams?”

He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. It wasn’t fully erect but was still quite large. I found myself staring at it. It wasn’t at all gross and disgusting as I imagined it would be. He shook it back and forth at me. I knew what he wanted in exchange for not telling my dad.

He slid it back into his pants and started around the rock. No way was I going to let that creepy old man touch me. I ran off through the woods as fast as I could. My clothes were still under the rock. I didn’t think about being naked, I just wanted to get away from Mr. Williams.

I ran for a few minutes until I knew he wasn’t following me. I leaned against a tree to catch my breath. My heart was pounding. How did I manage to get myself into this? I stayed there for a few minutes and thought of what I was going to do.

“Are you ok?”

I felt a hand over my mouth.

“Don’t scream. It’s me. Bobby.”

I was never so happy to see a friendly face. I wrapped my arms around him and started crying.

“What’s wrong? What did he do to you?”

“He didn’t touch me. I ran away before he could.”

I told Bobby what Mr. Williams had done and said. He held me close. I felt so safe in his arms. I forgot about being naked.

He took off his shirt and wrapped it around me. He was a lot taller than me so it worked well to cover my important areas. We sat by the tree. He had his arm around me and I rested my head on his chest.

He was rubbing my back. It felt so good. I forgot all about what had happened just a few minutes ago.

As he rubbed my back I looked down. I could see his cock starting to grow in his swim trunks. The more he rubbed my back, the more it grew. I don’t know why but I slid my hand down and started to feel his cock through his swim trunks. It pulsed as my hand touched it.

I began to massage it the same way Bobby was massaging my back. It kept pulsing and growing in my hand. I moved my other hand down and loosened the string on his trunks. Sliding one hand inside his trunks I felt the warm skin of his cock greet me. I trembled a little.

Bobby was breathing harder now. So was I. I pulled up on his cock with one hand and slid his trunks down with the other. It popped out. It looked larger than before. I guess because my eyes were closer to it. I admired its shape and texture as I continued to massage it. It would pulse and jerk in my hand.

Bobby’s cock was fully erect now and as hard as the rock where I hid my clothes. Even though it was so hard, it felt very soft on my fingers. I stroked it up and down slowly. I had no idea of what I should do next. Bobby seemed to enjoy my stroking so I continued that for a while.

His cock was so warm in my hand. I loved the feel of it against my skin.

I found myself sliding down Bobby’s chest. I wanted to be closer to his cock. My pussy was becoming wet. I was feeling much the same way I did when his cock was about to slide inside of me for the first time.

I parted my lips and slowly slid them over the tip of Bobby’s cock. It felt even warmer against my lips than it did in my hands. It was softer too. I sucked his tip back and forth between my lips. I loved the feel of it in my mouth.

Bobby’s hand was now between my legs. I spread them open for him to feel my pussy. My body shivered when I felt his fingers touch me. I pushed my hips forward. I wanted his fingers inside of me.

As he slid them farther into my pussy I slid more of his cock into my mouth. We were both trembling now. Our first try at sex didn’t end so well. Hopefully this attempt would be so much better.

He slid a second and then a third finger into me. I moaned.

I had almost his entire cock in my mouth. I slid it slowly back out to its tip. Then I immediately slid it back inside my mouth. It felt so warm against my tongue.

He moved his hips up and down thrusting his cock deeper inside my mouth. Soon we developed a sensual rhythm of his hip rocking and the downward sliding of my mouth. It felt much the same rhythm as when I was riding his cock earlier in the day.

I moaned again. I knew Bobby felt my flow covering his fingers. This orgasm was even better than my first. I rocked my hips forcing his fingers even deeper inside of me.

I was about to cum again when I felt Bobby’s cock began to pulse wildly in my mouth. I remembered that feeling in my pussy not so long ago. The tip of his cock seemed to grow bigger inside my mouth and his cock stiffened.

Just as I released another warm flow across his fingers I felt a gush of Bobby’s hot cum splash off the back of my throat. I moaned and gagged a bit. Bobby continued thrusting his hips upward. His cock slid faster in and out of my mouth.

Some of Bobby’s cum was running out of my mouth. I managed to swallow some of it just before I felt him cum again. I was better prepared this time. I didn’t gag. I swallowed it all.

My orgasms continued. I could feel my juices running down my legs. Bobby pumped a couple more loads into my mouth. Each one felt so warm and creamy. I later told my girlfriends it felt like warm pudding.

Bobby stopped thrusting. I knew he was done. Slowly I pulled my lips off his cock. It was starting to soften as it slid over my lips. I closed my mouth tightly around his cock and sucked off the last drop of cum as he pulled it from me.

I felt his hands slide out of my pussy. I knew they were soaked with my own cum.

I looked up at Bobby. He smiled at me. We didn’t say a word. He leaned down and we kissed.

I rested my head again on his chest. He leaned back against the tree and sighed.

I fell asleep feeling his heart beating against my face.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Despite our fear of what the rumour mill could do to us, it took our friends just a few days to defuse the situation, and by the time exams rolled around, it was almost a forgotten issue. Our secret was still relatively safe, although the number of people that knew about it had doubled. But because we shared similar backgrounds, that first meeting Beckie Sommers suggested became the foundation of strong friendships that have lasted several decades. It was the week before Christmas, and we...

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The Pond

Erin was thirty-five, and so was I. We’d lived in the same dormitory in college; her room was a few doors down from mine. She was the “hippie chick” ... long frizzy hair the color of honey, always smelling faintly of incense and pot, with a free and easy attitude toward the things that most of my other dorm-mates took far too seriously -- things like studies, dating, sex, and careers. In a way, that was what we’d had in common. Both of us were outcasts in that scene. For my part, I’d come from...

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The Duck Pond

I don't recognize the number, but the text reads: Meet me at Shilshole. Bring your camera.A few weeks ago a beautiful woman exposed herself to me at a bar. She swiped my phone to leave me a series of self-shots of her flashing in the parking lot. I also have a tantalizingly incomplete picture taken under her dress of a very wet, freshly-fucked pussy. I've been masturbating to these daily. It's practically habit. Consequently, I'm as familiar with her curving hips and sloping breasts as I'm...

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The Pond

I woke up early feeling very restless. Jake was out of town for the week working and I was on my own. It was supposed to be a hot one today so I decided to get some weeding done this morning before the sun heats up the afternoon. I threw on some shorts and a tank top, grabbed my gloves and headed outside. I finished my weeding by ten o’clock and was dripping with sweat. I needed to cool off so I decided to take a dip in the pond and get some sun. I rummaged through my drawer finding a skimpy...

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Friends Across The Pond

Friends Across The PondI travel a lot with my work, I'm part of a large conglomerate that deals in financial services with offices all over the world. My favourite place to be when not in England, is the USA, namely New York, it really is the city that never sleeps. That's not the main reason though, the MAIN reason happens to have the most amazing emerald eyes, a pocket rocket of 5ft dead, and a body like Marilyn Monroe at her very best, an arse like a peach when she bends over to pick...

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Across The Pond

Prologue Ethan Smith was miserable. It was the end of summer term and once again he had done little in his time, "Home". Home was a joke to his family. he didn't really have one. His dad always dumped him on his grandparents and took the first flight away to some exotic location while Ethan, "Got to know" his grandparents. He hadn't been to his, "Real" home in three years, ever since he started infant school at his expensive private boarding school. Don't get him wrong. He loved his...

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Pond

No one would believe me if I didn't have proof to show them and even then most people would think it was some kind of special effect. I had stumbled onto something that plainly could NOT exist, yet it did. Now to figure out some way to capture proof, if not for others at least to convince myself I hadn't been dreaming. I work as a Park Ranger for the National Parks Service. I'm not your typical Ranger Rick. I do sweeps of the meadows and woodlands far from where most tourist go to see if...

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Across the Pond

I couldn't believe my luck. I lay there on the queen-sized bed, propped on one hand, looking at the sweet thing laying beside me. She was a beauty with a young, lithe body, long blonde hair that was now swirled around her shoulders, and soft sensitive skin now covered with a fine patina of perspiration. I was running my finger tips over her body, reveling in her youth. I had just rolled off her after spending over 90 minutes in all sorts of contortions, sometimes with my mouth plastered to...

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On Orgasm Pond

Orgasm Pond is a name I affectionately gave a small Adirondack lake in upstate New York after a summer I had spent there that changed my life. The real name of the lake shall remain nameless. You know that point when you've given yourself passionately to something for years and all that something does is take, take, take? That point where you, suddenly and forcefully, can't take it anymore. My life careened toward that breaking point for years. I was blind to it until I reached that...

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Junior Year Part IIChapter 11 Put My Toe into the Political Pond

“Hola, Lily,” I said, as I plopped down in the seat next to her. “Hola jefe, es un placer verte.” (Hey boss, it is a pleasure to see you.) “¿Por qué ... uhm... tan formal?“ (Why ... uhm ... so formal?) “Hoy tenemos un examen,” Lily answered. (We have a quiz today.) “¡Hijo de puta!“ Lily giggled. She’d been teaching me to cuss in Spanish. “David!” Ms. Cruz reprimanded. “Uh... Lo siento,” I said, embarrassed I was caught. (Sorry) I found that, with Lily’s help, I was picking up Spanish...

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Meeting at Bedford Mills

Meeting at Bedford MillsI had often thought about my friend Simone in the years since we had been at school together. After I graduated, I had moved to New York to pursue my career and with a husband and children, I had lost touch with Simone, but I knew that she had married a rich man whom she had met at college, and that they lived in Greenwich, Connecticut, but they had no children. I had also heard from other former classmates who had met her, that she had a glamorous lifestyle, with...

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George Isolde etc Ch VII

Chapter VII George had been sitting on the front stoop, nursing a bottle of Boh when Terry pulled up. He stood up and walked toward the car. Sticking out his hand, he said, “Hi. I’m George. Welcome. Bob said you were making hay today. There’s a hose ‘round back, if you wanna knock the dust off.” Terry shook hands and said, “Name’s Terwilliger, but everyone calls me Terry. A hose doesn’t do very well. I was thinking maybe I’d run over to Mago Vista and jump in the river.” He cocked his head...

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George Isolde etc Chapter XV

Chapter XV They were all sitting at the breakfast table, having a second cup of coffee, when Isolde spoke up. “I have an idea,” she said. “On those nights when I don’t feel like shutting one of you out, would you both mind coming to my bed with me, and just snuggling, and going to sleep that way?” George and Terry looked at each other. “I’m game, if you are,” Terry said. “Okay,” George said. “We can give it a try.” He wanted to say that things might be moving a little too fast, but he...

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George Isolde and the Brass Ring Pola Band Ch IV

Chapter IV When they got to the gig, Will, the drummer, was just setting up. He nodded to George and Isolde as he fiddled with his equipment. The bass player hadn’t arrived yet, but that was no surprise. He had told George three months ago that he was playing a wedding in Ocean City “on a Friday afternoon, for God sakes! Doesn’t anyone get married on a Saturday anymore?” he had rhetorically asked. “Maybe they got a three-day weekend special,” was George’s laconic reply. “Yeah. So now they are...

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Antheas baby 1

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...

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George Isolde etc Chapters X XI

Chapter X George woke up full of welts, and itching all over. His back and neck were stiff from sleeping hunched over. He scrunched up his face, and could feel the dried salt on his cheeks. He rubbed his chin and cheeks with his right hand as he turned his left arm toward the light filtering through the front window, and peered at his watch. It said 3:15. He got up and walked into the house as he tipped the bottle up and chugged his now warm beer. He set the empty bottle on the kitchen...

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George ISolde and the Brass Ring Polka Band Ch V

Chapter V Isolde woke up drenched in sweat. The sun was beating down on her and her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her hip ached and she had a crick in her neck from lying on it wrong. She looked at her watch. 9:00 it said. “Damn,” she thought. And then, “I really have to pee.” She sat up and looked around. She was in a field that had recently been mowed. The stubble was about four inches high. There was a woods line about 100 yards to her left. To her right, she could see houses in the...

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George ISolde and the Brass Ring Polka Band Ch V

Chapter V Isolde woke up drenched in sweat. The sun was beating down on her and her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her hip ached and she had a crick in her neck from lying on it wrong. She looked at her watch. 9:00 it said. “Damn,” she thought. And then, “I really have to pee.” She sat up and looked around. She was in a field that had recently been mowed. The stubble was about four inches high. There was a woods line about 100 yards to her left. To her right, she could see houses in the...

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George Isolde etc Chapter VIII

 Chapter VIIISunday morning, after they had all had coffee, Terry and George took the canoe out to go fishing, and Isolde wandered around inside the house, exploring. She found the pull down attic stairway in the upstairs second bedroom, and went up in the attic, just to see what was there. She found several rolled up rugs, and assumed they were in storage until winter. There was an old Electrolux tank vacuum cleaner, and she hauled it, and it’s attachments down into the main house. Maybe I’ll...

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George Isolde etc Chapter XVIII

Chapter XVIII Wednesday morning, they all three awoke at the crack of dawn. Isolde wondered if their new-found camaderie, or maybe love had recharged all of them, and made them want to wake up early, to be together.George spoke first, saying, “Good morning, you two. I love you guys.” Then, springing out of bed, and turning toward Isolde, he said, “If you don’t mind, I’m gonna hop in the shower first, so I can get my ass off to Glen Burnie.”“Are you sure you don’t want company?” Isolde asked,...

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George Isolde etc Chapter XVI

Chapter XVI While they were sitting out on the porch, George started having second thoughts again. He was sitting in one of the rockers, with his feet up on the crossbar, and suddenly sat forward, and planted both feet on the floor. He stood up and turning, said over his shoulder, “I gotta got to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.” He went through the front door and down the hallway. After he left, Isolde said to Terry, “I think he is having some approach-avoidance issues with this whole...

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Uther

Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...

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George Isolde etc Chap XIII XIV

Chapter XIII It was just 5:00 when Isolde pulled into the driveway and parked behind George’s VW. George and Terry came out of the house to greet her and she said, “Here – each of you grab a bag of groceries. Watch that one, Terry – it’s heavy.” She had bought several cans of soup, and some tomatoes and the rest of the ingredients for marinara sauce, and the store bagger had put all of the cans in one bag. “I forgot you were gonna have to rent a car,” said George. “We have to do something...

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Carruthers Bride

The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...

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George Isolde etc Chapter XVII

Chapter XVII As he began to remove the sheets, George suddenly realized that it would be silly to take his standard sheets into Isolde’s bed, when it was a king-sized mattress. So he stopped pulling at the sheets, and simply picked up his pillow, and went back across the hallway to Isolde’s bedroom. He didn’t know exactly what he expected when he walked into the doorway, but what he hadn’t counted on was the musky smell of recent sex that permeated the room. He had a momentary pang of...

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George Isolde and the Brass Ring Polka Band

Dedication This dedication is long and necessarily so. The book has taken me three decades to write, mostly because I didn’t start actually putting pen to paper, so to speak, until I had all my background ducks in a row. Putting ducks in a row is like herding cats; patience becomes the primary virtue. This book is Tom Woolfolk’s fault. Well, actually, Tom’s and Sheila’s jointly. We three commuted to work together for a few years in the early eighties, and during those long and boring rides,...

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George Isolde etc Chapter XVII

Chapter XVII As he began to remove the sheets, George suddenly realized that it would be silly to take his standard sheets into Isolde’s bed, when it was a king-sized mattress. So he stopped pulling at the sheets, and simply picked up his pillow, and went back across the hallway to Isolde’s bedroom. He didn’t know exactly what he expected when he walked into the doorway, but what he hadn’t counted on was the musky smell of recent sex that permeated the room. He had a momentary pang of...

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Motherless Vintage

Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...

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Althea

I should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...

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Motherless Images

Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...

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