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My name is Mark and I lived with my Mum, Helen, in a small, one-bedroom cottage in Wales. She had the bedroom and I slept on the sofa bed.

In the winter of 1979 it was very cold. Very, very cold. Mum and I have spent many an evening sitting by the fire to keep warm, wrapped in blankets, drinking hot chocklate and chatting each other about things that had happend that day, School or her work.

Mum works in the local post office, we do the best we can. We've have got eachother.

It's not all bad, though. We have fun. Sometimes we'll rent a movie and Mum will make the hot chocolate, and we'll sit on the sofa together and watch the movie. She loves comedies, and there is nothing that pleases me more than hearing my Mum laugh.

She tell's me I should find a girlfriend as im only young,I'm 14, but to be honest, I like spending time with my Mum.


One day after school, and after walking home from the bus I came in from the cold.

Mum came to me and hugged me. You look frozen darling, She said

"I am Mum." I said.

"Now, take that kettle of hot water to the bathroom and get washed up. I'll have dinner ready in a few minutes." She said.

I took the kettle of hot water to the bathroom. "Mum has been a single mother since she was 21, raising me by herself for the last 10 years".

I've always known she was an attractive woman, but I had never really noticed how beautiful she was. I went on up and cleaned myself up.

When I came back, she had moved the small dining table closer to the fire, and the steam rising from the bowls of lamb stew in the kitchen was just another reminder of how cold it was in our cottage. She looked up at me and smiled.

"Hungry?" She said.

"Yes Mum." I said, sitting down across from her. "It smells really good."

"Thank you. Now, eat up. It'll warm you up." She said.

"How was your day at work?" I asked.

"Oh, you know, nothing much different." She said.

I was looking at mum across the table and I dont know why, but it just came out of my mouth

"Mum, you're a beautiful lady." I said.

She blushed. "Well, thank you, Mark."

"You're welcome." I said.

"And you're a very handsome young man." She said, smiling.

We ate our dinner and made small talk about school, occasionally laughing at each other as we warmed our hands over our bowls of stew. When we had finished, we sat down on the sofa, turned on the TV and wrapped a blanket around ourselves.

"Wait a minute Mum." I said, getting up.

I went and closed the doors to the bathroom,bedroom and the kitchen to help keep the living room warmer.

"If we keep those doors closed, the heat will stay in here." I said, as I sat back down and got under the blanket with her.

"Yeah, and my bedroom will be freezing when I go to bed." She said giggling.

"Mum, think about it. It's gonna be freezing tonight. You won't be warm in there anyway. We can both sleep in here, closer to the fire." I said.

"And where do suggest we both sleep?" She asked.

"On my pull-out. It's big enough for both of us." I said.

"You're sure you don't mind your Mum sleeping with you?" She asked, laughing.

"Your my Mum. Why would I mind." I said.

"Well, let me go get my nighty and another blanket." She said, getting up and going to her bedroom.

I flipped through the channels, while she was gone. There was an old movie on. I left it there. She likes the old comedies movies. She came back in, carrying a blanket over her shoulder with her nighty and a pair of knee length, socks in her hand.

"I plan on staying warm, tonight." She laughed.

She put everything on the end of the sofa and got back under the blanket with me, shivering as she snuggled up close.

"What are we watching?" She asked.

"I don't know. Some old movie." I said.

Great She said, excited.

As we watched the movie, Mum leaned her head over on my shoulder. We were finally beginning to get warm under the blanket. I adjusted myself a little, trying to get more comfortable.

"Am I hurting your shoulder?" She asked, raising up.

"No. I just need to move up a little." I raised my arm and let her settle back in, putting my arm around her.

"This movie's not bad." I said.

"It's great." She said.

"Are you warm enough Mum?" I asked.

"I'm fine, darling." She said, meaning to rub my leg.

She inadvertently went a little high with the rub, immediately realizing what she had done and quickly pulled her hand back.

"Oh i'm sorry Mark." She said.

"It's okay Mum." I said, trying to sound as though it was no big deal.

But that one quick touch made it a big deal. I could feel myself getting an erection. I tried to ignore it, and watch the movie. I guess she was embarrassed, because she clasped her hands together between her legs as if to keep them warm. Hopefully, my young hard-on would go down before the movie ended and we had to get ready for bed.

Eventually, the closing credits were rolling up the TV screen and thankfully my erection had gone down. I hit the power button on the remote. It had finally warmed up a little in the room. We both got up and pulled out the sofa bed.

"That was a pretty good movie." I said, trying to take our minds off what had happened.

"I'm glad you liked it. I love that movie." She said, smiling.

"I'm gonna go in the bathroom and change. You can change over by the fire, where it's warmer." I said.

"Okay." She said, picking up her nighty.

I went into the bathroom and closed the door. The cold did wonders for me. I don't think I could get excited now if Mum was standing naked in front of me. I quickly changed into my pajama pants and a t-shirt and called through the door to see if she was done.

"Yes." She said.

I went back into the living room, closing the bathroom door behind me. Mum had already turned off the light, leaving the table lamp on for me. She was already under the blankets. I climbed in next to her, pulling the blankets up to my chin.

"Whew! It is cold up there." I said.

"Come here for a cuddle, and get warm." She said, putting her arms around me.

"Thanks Mum." I said.

She was still rubbing my back.

"Is that better?" She asked.

"Yes Mum. Thank you." I said.

"Your welcome. Goodnight, darling." She said, giving me a peck on the cheek.

"Goodnight, Mum." I said, with a kiss on her cheek.

I turned off the lamp and we rolled over with our backs to each other, each of us curling up into a ball. I kept thinking about what had happened earlier. My Mum's hand had touched me. How my young cock began to get hard at her touch. Those thoughts were running through my mind as sleep took over.

I don't know what time it was when I woke. It was still dark. I was spooning my Mum with my right arm across her. She seemed to still be sleeping.

I started to move when I realized, oh shit, my cock was hard and pressed against her arse. She was breathing softly. She was still asleep. If I move real slow, she'll never know it happened. I started to roll away from her, when she moaned a little and snuggled in closer to me again. I froze. I didn't mean for it to happen, but when she snuggled in closer, my young cock automatically flexed. Oh shit!

I was afraid to move. I didn't know what to do. I lay as still as I could. I slowly began to pull my right arm off Mum, when she shifted again. She pushed back into me and pulled my arm back over her, hugging it to her breasts. Her breathing hadn't changed so I knew she must still be asleep.

She mumbled something that I couldn't understand and pushed back into me even more. Her arse was rubbing against my hard cock. She kept mumbling. She was dreaming. She had to be.

I closed my eyes as my young cock throbbed against her. This is my Mum, I thought!.

I could feel her hand moving down, grabbing her nighty, pulling her nighty up until it was over her hips. Mum wasn't wearing any knickers under her nighty. She started to push her arse against my hard young cock. I was trying all I could to restrain myself, but my hips started moving to meet her. Her hands found the top of my pants and started pushing them down.

"Come on darling. I'll get you warm." She whispered.

"Mum was awake!"

She wrapped her hand around my hard cock. Then she started stroking me slowly up and down, rubbing her thumb over the my sensitive young cockhead. I couldn't help myself, I started moving with her.

"Mum." I whispered.

"No Mark." She said, still stroking me. "Tonight, I'm not Mum, I'm Helen."

She started rubbing the head of my cock on her arse cheeks. She lifted her leg and laid it on top of mine, she let go of my hard young cock and I could feel the wetness between her legs. I started kissing the back of her neck and she moved my hand to her breast and I started rubbing her nipples with my right hand.

"Oh, yes. Yes that's lovely, Mark." She moaned.

She rolled over to face me. She kissed me on the lips, pushing her tongue into my mouth. I played her tongue with my own, reaching down with my hand and grabbing her arse, pulling her closer. I no longer felt the cold. There was plenty of heat radiating between our bodies. I pushed my pants down and out of them as Mum pulled her nighty up over her head and let it fall behind her on to the floor. She reached for my hard cock and began stroking me again as I ran my hand down, over her course thick bush of pubic hair, and found her wet slit.

"I love you, darling." She said, as she kissed her way down my smooth chest.

"I love you to, Mum." I said.

"No Mark, I told you I'm Helen tonight!"

She smiled up at me as she licked the head of my hard young cock. Her right hand moved up and down the shaft as she caressed my smooth balls with her other hand. She put my cock into her mouth, working her tongue all over the head.

"Ohhh, Helen." I moaned.

She went all the way down until her lips were around the base. When she came back up, she started wanking me off, slowly and then faster. She went back down. I could feel the back of her tounge flicking my cockhead. She came back up and started wanking me again.

"Come for me, Mark. I want to taste your young cum." She said.

She went back down and started fucking me with her mouth and hand at the same time. Faster and faster. I was going to cum.

"I'm cumming. I'm cumming, Mum, ahh Helen." I said.

She took it all in as I shot my load against the back of her throat. I could feel her swallowing, massaging my balls as she took all of me. When she had gotten all she could out of me, she moved back up next to me. She kissed me. I could taste myself on her. She smiled, seductively.

"Will you lick my pussy for me, darling." She whispered in my ear.

"Yes Helen", I said

She rolled her over on her back and kissed and sucked on her beautiful 38D tits, licking her hard nipples and sucking on each one. I worked my way to her pussy.

Mum had a thick bush of dark pubic hair. I ran my tounge through her bush and found the wettness of her pussy slit.

I put my finger inside her and brought it out and up to my mouth, licking her juices. I pushed her legs apart and ran my tongue over her clit. She moaned. I sucked on her clit for a few seconds, while putting my finger back inside her very wet pussy, slowly sliding it in and out.

"Oh, yes Mark." She moaned.

I moved my tongue along her cunt lips, and pushed it inside her. I could feel her hands on the back of my head, pulling me into her. I swirled my tongue around inside her.

"Yes! Oh...Oh...Oh...yes!" She cried.

I moved back up to her clit and licked and sucked it. She held me there, grinding on my soaking wet face.

"Yes, darling! Yes! I'm cumming, Mark. I'm cumming!" She pulled my face into her as she came.

Her juices coated my mouth and face. This was the first time I had ever licked a pussy, andloved the taste, Mum tasted so sweet. Her body trembled as she held me to her.

"Oh, Mark." She moaned. "Come up her darling, and make love to me."

I moved up and kissed Mum. She licked her juices from my lips as I moved on top of her and put the head of my rock hard young cock against her wet pussy opening. I slowly slid in and entered her wet cunt. She pushed up to meet me. I began to move in and out of her. She moaned with each stroke.

"Ahh yes, Mark. Yes." She whispered.

"Helen, you feel so nice." I said.

"Oh, so do you, darling. So do you." She said. "Let me on top, Mark. I want to ride that beautiful cock of yours."

I rolled off and over on my back. Mum was on me in a heartbeat. She reached down and guided my hard young cock back into her wet mature hairy pussy. She lowered herself all the way down.

"Oh, yes Mark, Yes." She said.

She began moving her hips back and forth, with a slow, determined rythm. She supported herself with her hands on my chestand my hands on her hips.
I watched as her 38D tits swayed with the rhythm of her movements. Her brown hair falling down over her shoulders. She picked up the pace. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, moving faster. Her nails were digging into my chest tweaking my hard nipples. She began to moan.

"I'm cumming. I'm cumming, I'm CUMMINGGGG!" She said, as she rode me up and down like a wild woman. "YESSSS, YESSSS!"

I could feel her wet pussy juices flowing out of her and down onto my balls and legs.
Mum slowly came to a stop and collapsed down on top of me, her hot breath against my chest.

We rolled over, never pulling out and began fucking again. She wrapped her legs around me as I thrust myself into her. Her hands grabbed hold of my arse, squeezing, her nails digging in. I fucked her fast and hard. I was ready to cum and I wanted my cum inside her. She had me so excited that I was about to burst. Each thrust became harder. She was moaning and throwing her hips up at me.

"Fuck me! Fuck me Mark, Fuck me!" She cried.

"I'm cumming mum." I said.

"Yes. Oh, God, yes! Cum inside me! Fuck me, Mark!. Fuck Mummy!" She cried.

I let go. Rope after rope of my hot young cum filled my Mum's pussy. I pushed deep inside her as she braced her feet on the mattress and pushed her hips up to meet me, milking my young cock with her cunt muscle. When I was done, we both collapsed and relaxed. I stayed on top and inside her until I finally slipped out. I kissed her and then rolled over onto my back, next to her.

Mum rolled over and kissed me and rested her head on my chest. I slowly ran my fingers up and down her back.

"I love you, Darling." She whispered, not looking at me.

"I love you, Helen." I said.

She pulled closer to me. "I like to hear you say my name." but you can call me Mum if you like!

You know what Mum, "I liked calling you Helen when we were doing it".

I love you my darling boy, you are so special to me.

"You know what?" I said.

"What's that, baby?" She asked.

"It's fucking hot in here." I said.

We both laughed.

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The Knight scowled as he glared at the Succubus sitting before him. His armoured hands were bound above his head, the chains bearing an unnatural purple glow. "My, my, my..." the purple-haired demon teased as she leaned forward, her red eyes running down her captive's body. He was exactly what you would expect of a knight; tall, muscular, and clad from the neck down in metal. She had already disposed of his helmet, exposing his handsome, bearded face. "You're quite the catch, Sir...

1 year ago
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White Knight

Carmine wiped the sweat off her brow with the dirty towel she was using to clean the table. Although it was nearly dark, the heat of the day still had its grip on the land. It was even worse in the dark, windowless inn where she worked. Grunting with the effort, she hoisted the pail of water and sent another splurge of water coursing down the long wooden table, sending several chickens flying out from under the table cackling and complaining loudly that she had ruined their meal of table...

2 years ago
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The Knight

The Knight, from the novel ‘War of the Walkers’ A slow, steady alarm could be heard throughout the complex and the red flashing lights sensors warned every person that the jump team was ready to report to the laboratory sub station immediately. The scramble was chaotic. Meals were deserted, sleep was interrupted, and conversations ceased without proper ending as staff quickly piled into the waiting express elevators. Twenty-six floors below, the team leader awaited his staff. “Ladies and...

3 years ago
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Cold

He knocked on my door promptly at 8pm. I opened the door, and his eyes slid quickly down my body. ‘Very nice, but aren’t you going to be cold? It’s only 50 degrees out there.’ I smiled, ‘I’ll be okay.’ He was right – the little black dress and sexy high heels were no match for the breezy spring chill, my coat doing nothing to protect me. However, I kept quiet, hoping he didn’t notice the goosebumps covering my arms. It was a pleasant date, we talked and laughed easily through dinner,...

3 years ago
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Cold Cold Heart

This story is based on the song ‘Cold, Cold, Heart’. Hard to pick a category.I hope you enjoy it. A big ‘Thank You’ to PennLady for taking the time to edit my story. She makes it a much better read. **** My name is Ray Harman and I’m an over the road truck driver, I have been for twenty-five years. I’m often gone for days at a time, sometimes even a week or more. I try to stop home as often as I can and spend a couple of days at home before heading out again. I was in Indiana heading for...

1 year ago
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Cold January

It was a cold January morning. Caitlin could see her breath in the chill room as she poked her ruffled head over the edge of the comforter. She looked around the room. It was still snowing outside, she smiled, she knew her lover would stay with her for a few more days while the blizzard passed. ‘It’s cold.’ She pulled the cover back over her head and snuggled up to him, rather excessively. ‘Mmm, so warm, I don’t want this to end.’ Jason was about half awake. He rubbed her hips beneath the...

3 years ago
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Cold Comfort A Dirk Starkiller Adventure

On the far end of the Galaxy, our intrepid hero Dirk Starkiller is on yet another mission of dire importance. “Aw shit, hang on to something!” Dirk ordered a second before the shuttle collided with the surface of the moon. The hull slid along an ancient sheet of rock and ice for eight hundred meters before finally shuddering to a halt. Dirk exhaled slowly as he opened his eyes. He blinked, taking in the field of white that filled his vision before realization dawned. “Whew! Snow must’ve...

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4 years ago
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Cold Beer

It had been a hot day out here in the desert, and as night fell, the heat was just getting bearable. Even now, as it was rather late, Sara was still sweating, as she pulled up outside the small, neon lit bar. Entering the bar, she found it almost deserted. The bartender was clearing the tables, and a man sat at the bar with the last beer of the evening. She hesitated, and the two men looked her over, but what the heck? She knew she was a good-looking woman in her tight jeans and a t-shirt,...

2 years ago
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Cold Camping

Amy and I enjoyed camping during the autumn months when the trees were a rainbow of colours, and walking through the forest was a beautiful array of sights and sounds. This year however my friend Zach was visiting for the season and we took this trip as a good way to catch up since we were all friends from college and hadn't seen one another in ages.This year however felt a lot colder than usual and we were second guessing our time outside, but decided we could handle it being hardened campers...

1 year ago
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Cold Fish

COLD FISH, Section 1 by [email protected] Rob was a cold fish.  It was the phrase used openly by his colleagues and subordinates at work, even those who liked his ruthless efficiency and drive.  And it was a phrase that Rob himself welcomed: he was pleased to be detached and unreachable by his colleagues. Rob was Sales Director of a large publishing company in the city of London, no mean feat at the age of 28.  He had graduated with a first class degree at Oxford and quickly risen through...

2 years ago
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Cold Cold Heart

This story is based on the song 'Cold, Cold, Heart'. It was hard picking a category. I hope you enjoy it. A big 'Thank You' to PennLady for taking the time to edit my story. She makes it a much better read. My name is Ray Harman and I'm an over the road truck driver; I have been for twenty-five years. I'm often gone for days at a time, sometimes even a week or more. I try to stop home as often as I can and spend a couple of days at home before heading out again. I was in Indiana...

3 years ago
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Lady Knight

London, England 1275 ‘Who is that knight in red over yonder?’ ‘Too small to be a seasoned knight, must be a man-child.’ ‘Whoever he is, has won most of the contests today. Remarkable chap I say.’ Everyone in the jousting fields and stands were debating who this newcomer was, that has put most of the competitors to shame. The King has sent his man-at-arms to request an audience with the elusive young knight, that has sent even his cynical courtiers in an uproar. Aye, this is definitely worth...

3 years ago
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The Nightingale

DING DONG! The hideously loud noise sounded again, renewing an attempt to crushing his skull. Ronald tried to sit up, but his stomach was cramped. After another night on a twenty-year-old mattress that sagged in the middle like a meteor crater, he found his back was also a mess. DING DONG! DING DONG! He finally managed to log roll to the edge of the bed and get his feet under him. He slipped his ratty bathrobe on over his pasty white body, before valiantly pushing himself erect. His pushed his...

2 years ago
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Douglas Nightingale

Douglas Nightingale Part 1: Journal entry 23. I picked up Jamila from prison yesterday. It was a quiet ride. I wanted to drop the bitch off quickly as possible. I was shaking most of the way back, and desperately needing a massive hit of crack. But, before i could drop her off.  The stupid tranny whore, asked me to take her to a beauty salon, nail shop, and a very expensive restaurant.  I was extremely pissed. The whole fucking ordeal took about 5 and a half hours. We're...

4 years ago
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The school trip part 2 day 3night3

"haha and you didn't believe me!" he replied "well not really but rachel is the sluttiest girl in the grade so you never know." "it was awesome dude you should hook up with someone before we leave. Maybe Hannah or Taylor they both are nuts about you" I laughed "haha dude you know I don't want any relationships at the moment and besides you know that I realized I love jesse." "yeah dude" he laughed "you should just grow a pair and ask her before zach does. After all he's tall...

1 year ago
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Nightwolf

Also this is the begining of an actual book i am writing and if enough people like it i will write more. The day was bright and sunny just like any other day. A young noble named Kevin was on his usual morning walk, his long black hair flowing in the wind. He was good looking and he knew it with his solid 6 ft of height n finely toned slinder body he often caught the eye of many of the females in court and on occasion a few of the males. As he turned the corner of the forest path he...

3 years ago
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Bev my horny girlfriend at the nightclu

My g/f is some 12 years younger than me and has an extremely high sex drive. We do swing when we are in the main city which is 10hrs drive away from were we are in the country. She is a bi girl and has put up some really horny shows for me at these venues. The most erotic one to date was when she took on 5 men and 1 woman in a private room. There was slurping, groaning and orgasms everywhere, I wasn’t allowed to join in ,as it was my first time swinging. I was instructed to sit naked in...

1 year ago
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Loving Rowie Knightly

Keri picked her blue running pants for today’s workout. She labored around the track at the end of the workout and was pleased with the slight tingle of fatigue that she felt. It felt good. She also like the way that she felt wearing the stretchy blue nylon workout pants, capri style. ‘Rowie should see me now!’ she giggled to herself as she finished the run and headed for the door. The running pants, pale blue and the white ones, were Keri’s ‘walk on the wild side’, as she thought of it. They...

3 years ago
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Love on the Overnights

Stew had been a cop at the college for about 15 years. Being a Police Officer at a college presented plenty of challenges, not just the ones his brothers and sisters in the city police faced, but others, not the least of which was the frustration of having to explain his job over and over again and even to the college administration who would interfere with his duties as a law enforcement officer almost on a daily basis. He was there as much for public relations as anything else, he got that,...

3 years ago
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Crossing the Line by MercianKnight

Here’s a little fantasy tale inspired by the ever delightful and witty “Ali2teaseU”. Thanks Ali, not least for the honour of being able to use your pseudonym as one of my main characters.   ********************************************************************   How the blazes did I end up here? I haven’t been to a Night Club in years and, even though it’s an ‘80’s Night, things have really changed. I admit I’m a fairly well presented guy in his mid-40’s but I’ve already had two, sexy as...

3 years ago
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allnighters

He kisses you like he loves you. That is the bitter, brutal part of it that will keep you awake at night for weeks after this. He kisses you frenzied and deep but somehow gentle, his breath shivering and startled against your mouth as he pulls away to steady himself. It is dark in this section of the stacks, the fluorescent light a few rows over flickering with exhaustion, and his face is mostly in shadow but you can still read the awe and tension in his features. His eyes have long since...

3 years ago
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Nightline

After another busy hectic day, I settled down in front of the television to relax for a few minutes before bed. Watching the local news, I was intrigued by the promotion for the upcoming news program Nightline. Tonight’s program would have a report on “Hooking Up With Strangers.” I decided to stay up a little later than usual to watch the broadcast. Apparently, according to this report, it is a growing trend for clubbing couples to hook up with strangers they encounter during an evening of...

1 year ago
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Nightmarization

Author's notes: Hi everyone and thank you for taking the time to look into the story I'm writing. In the beginning, I want to set a few expectations: 1.) English is not my native language, so please keep that in mind. I'll try my best to proof-read and spell-check my writing, but I'm always open to suggestions on how to improve things. Also, I might lack the proper way to fully express myself; 2.) this story will touch some darker themes at points, so it might not be your cup of tea; 3.) as of...

Fantasy
3 years ago
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Nightshift

Being a part-time night shift security guard for an upscale women clothing store has a few perks over working at the local 24 hours Wal-Mart -- you get paid a few dollars more per hour and that you don't have to deal with all the stupid customers, especially the drunk ones. You often spend your shift from 9pm to 6am in the security office studying, doing your homework or watching late night TV (often infomercials). It's not a bad gig for a college student. You drive as fast as you can in your...

3 years ago
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Nightclubbing

The nightclub has no name, but its the hottest spot around. Getting in isn't easy, but once there, patrons can find anything they desire.

3 years ago
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Im Nightshift

Die Stadt schlief nie. Ihre Bewohner schon, aber zwischen den Häusern, in den Strassenschluchten bewegte sich immer etwas. Es war jetzt etwa 22 Uhr und da es inzwischen Oktober war, herrschte eigentlich nächtliche Finsternis, aber die zahllosen beleuchteten Fenster der Häuser, die Lampen, Signale und Autolichter liessen die Stadt im Dunkeln funkeln. Von einem Flugzeug aus wirkte das Lichtermeer hell und freundlich und einladend, aber in den Strassen zwischen den Hohen Gebäuden herrschte meist...

4 years ago
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Tyronnes Work Overnighter

This is a story about spontaneity, lust and an open mind.My wife, Sarah and I live in Del Mar, approx. 20 miles North of San Diego. We have been married for 5 years and do not have any c***dren. As with most couples without c***dren, we immersed ourselves into making life as good and fun for ourselves as possible. Sarah is 28yo, 5' 6" tall, blonde with hazel eyes. Going to the gym every night has kept her body in fantastic shape without an inch of fat. Her pussy is always clean shaved and has...

2 years ago
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Me and Ashley The Rain Stormy Fucknight

I was working for a 24 hour convenience store in a gas station, as cashier, my shift was the night, from 10pm to 6am.Usually the night shift is so empty after midnight, because people comes more from 10pm to midnight.The gas station is in the same block area of where the building i live in is, so is easy for me to go and get back to the work, if i need to catch up anything, just 3 or tops 4 minutes tops walking from my work to home.Was in early march, the end of summer season, still rain a...

3 years ago
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allnighters

He kisses you like he loves you. That is the bitter, brutal part of it that will keep you awake at night for weeks after this. He kisses you frenzied and deep but somehow gentle, his breath shivering and startled against your mouth as he pulls away to steady himself. It is dark in this section of the stacks, the fluorescent light a few rows over flickering with exhaustion, and his face is mostly in shadow but you can still read the awe and tension in his features. His eyes have long since...

Quickie Sex
3 years ago
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Day out and nightime

On arriving home after collecting my son I had a bath to ease away the pain of the afternoon. As I lay there in the sweet scented bubbles I played it over in my mind. Getting myself quite horny again, I rubbed my clit and soaped up my pussy,although sore it felt good. I heard the front door closing and you shouted to me wanting to know where I was,I called you into the bathroom and as I lay there gently rubbing my pussy I went over the events of my day with you. You sat there eagerly listening...

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