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Wet Workdays

Ms. Marietta Miller was a slave driver in the old sense. She tolerated no slacking, didn’t allow breaks and made you redo your work if she found just the tiniest mistake. And all this even though she wasn’t old -- in fact, she was the second youngest in the office, which didn’t make things easier. With her twenty-five years -- ten less that my thirty-five, for example -- she often rubbed us the wrong way, but there was nothing we could do about it. Mr. McCormack was hardly ever in the office,...

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Fun in the hollidays

Hey all I am Da (name changed) 21yr old. This incident happened to me when I was in high school. I always have strong appetite 4 sex as most of teenagers do. But to me it was something more when compared to others. After the final exams I recieved a call from my aunt & she invited me to her place as there were holidays going on. Even my cousin also insisted me to come. I agreed and left for there. Its about 2 to 3 hr journey. I directly went inside the house as there was none. But when i...

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holodays

I was then around 22 and in college every year myself ,younger brother and my sister spent our summer holidays in my the village home of my aunt was my father’s sister.she was a widow and lived in this big house with her youngest son harish who had married two years back and now had son born only a few month’s back.harish worked in some government office inspite of his being the near owner of the huge property and income that my aunt had. The house built by my uncle was large and spacious set...

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RuneswardChapter 64 Rainy Days and Onedays

“You might as well just come out and say it,” Gillen said around the succulent venison she was chewing. As usual, she was taking her evening meal with her old mentor, Tergin Givens. The two had transcended their original teacher-student relationship and had become good friends. Gillen looked up into the evening sky. There was no moonlight or starlight to provide light. Nearly the entire day had been dark, with black and gray clouds rolling over the sky. Towards the evening, the wind had...

1 year ago

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Porn4Days

Hmm, Porn 4 Days. I’ve always been a fan of a quick wank, but I also like a nice, long marathon session of flogging the ol’ bishop. Why settle for a few minutes of smut when you can have porn for days, am I right? To that end, Porn4Days.com is yet another free porn tube serving up what seems to be an endless feed of porn.The thing is, telling me you’ve got porn for days isn’t that much of a big deal anymore. Hell, a site only needs 48 hours of material before it has literal porn for days. A lot...

4 years ago

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Sweet Tuesdays

Every Tuesday morning at nine minutes past ten Kay says to her husband, ‘I’m off to town Tom.’ Tom always replies, ‘Have a nice time dear,’ then he laughs and says, ‘Give him my best wishes.’ Kay smiles and replies, ‘I will dear,’ and then leaving the house she makes her way to the bus stop and catches the nine fifteen bus into the CBD. Had Tom known it his joking remark about giving an make-believe lover his best wishes was closer to the truth than he knew, but to explain that and tell...

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Happy Holidays

It was my first year at university and with the holiday break we all had to vacate the dorms. My dorm mate invited me to his house for the holidays since my family had gone out of the country. He had a large house and large family. His grandmother, Beth, was there, and she was hot, along with his hot mom and a hot sister that I thought might be worthy of some holiday cheer. He had one of those families where everyone was hot, even his dog. Well all went well and I flirted with the sister and...

1 year ago

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Wild Wednesdays

A couple in the swinging lifestyle make their weekly pilgramage to a private club. Wednesdays have been punctuated by a young woman who puts on quite a show in one of the anything-goes areas. Caitlyn's husband is in the crowd of onlookers while she sits alone in the public area. She's not alone for long.Wild Wednesdays“Mind if I sit down?” asked the black man with the muscular build.“What, you’re not going to join the others?” she said. He looked toward the wide doorway that led into the back...

3 years ago

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Girl Fridays

Girl Friday By Gingerfred Man Chapter One - Casual day Lemon or baby blue? Perhaps pink? We all know what they say about girls who wear black panties, don't we? [Giggle] Fridays can be such a challenge. I mean, I had been wearing panties every day since my boss, Mr. Everhard's, "Girl Fridays" decree six weeks ago. But on Fridays, besides panties, I wore the miniskirt, stockings, garter belt and big heels to work too. On Monday through Thursday, when I'm wearing icky boys'...

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Girl Fridays

Girl Fridays Belladonna The car came to a stop as Vern Lowry pressed down the brake and put the vehicle in park. He pulled off his black sandals and slipped his black, opaque tights covered feet into the pair of 3? inch high heeled pumps he had placed into his pocketbook that morning. Vern smiled at the shoes as he buckled their thin ankle straps. Once he finished buckling the shoes, Vern lifted his wife's black aviator sunglasses off his nose and checked his appearance one...

3 years ago

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Alexa Chapter 34 Mondays

Alexa Chapter 34: Mondays God, I hate Mondays! I always have. I think everyone does. Getting back into the grind of everyday life was never any fun, but today was even worse. The events of the previous night cast a pall over not only my feelings but most of the state. Sure, the Vikings lost yet another NFC Championship, we were used to it. But the way they lost was so unlike the way the team had played all season was confounding. Add to that the sheer joy that had been created...

4 years ago

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I love Fridays

I love Fridays. Fridays I start drinking in the late afternoon. I’m not an alcoholic, it’s just that I need to unwind once a week after chasing my two kids and husband, and doing all the housework. We make a point to get the kids out of the house on Fridays. My husband usually drops my daughter at my parents’ and we give enough money to Jason, my son who is a high-schooler, for going to the movies or whatever.Then my husband comes home and we have drunk, wild sex.This Friday was different...

4 years ago

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Foot Fetish Fridays

I was so excited! Who would have ever thought that only one month after graduating from college, I would land such a great job? Even though my starting position was to be one of the receptionists at a growing internet fashion company, it was still such a lucky break for a twenty-two-year-old to get her foot in the door. After a week of training, I was ready to report and when I entered the large building, it was so modern and revolutionary. Huge flat screen computers filled the tables and very...

2 years ago

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Mistress on Tuesdays

mrs_rchl1::kissychickzdigmeyup:hi!mrs_rchl1:hey there!mrs_rchl1:im so glad i caught you againchickzdigmeyup:me toomrs_rchl1:ive been so busy with work its hard for me to find time to get on heremrs_rchl1:spread those legschickzdigmeyup:can you see me?mrs_rchl1:anyone in the room with you or are you alone?mrs_rchl1:yeschickzdigmeyup:i'm alonemrs_rchl1:cant hear you thoughmrs_rchl1:rub yourself through those jeansmrs_rchl1:get into itmrs_rchl1:moanmrs_rchl1:fuckmrs_rchl1:are you all alone in the...

3 years ago

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Thursdays

I checked the time on my phone. It read "3:56" just as my computer made that shutdown noise. Perfect. I'd worked through lunch just to achieve this. I pulled on my jacket, keeping the phone in one hand and texted while one of my fellow escapees pressed the down button. "You home?" I sent, my phone chirped as it sent the message and the elevator binged its arrival. I'd have to wait for the reply -- the elevator blocked my service. But I could wait, I was in an awesome mood, because it was...

2 years ago

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Skinnydipping Sundays

(A tryst of fate series: #2 brought to you by Dr. MaxMon) Skinny-dipping Sundays, by MaxMon The doorbell rang again and Peter answered it dressed in Hawaiian shorts with a beer in his hand. As he opened the door splashes were heard from the pool out back, along with faint yells and playful conversation from the small group of partygoers who had already arrived late in the morning. Greg and Brenda greeted Peter at the door with smiles and happy feelings since they had grown accustomed to each...

2 years ago

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E076 Birthdays

The last couple of days of their vacation pass as wonderfully as the vacation started.  Back home Emma and Donald fall into a routine.  The pool is finished, and it is all they could want.  They spend many afternoons in it for an hour or so playing and swimming to relieve the tension both sometimes feel from their days.  They spend their evenings playing at touching, licking, sucking and entering each other.Regularly they visit the basement room for some exercise for Emma.  She notices that...

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happy days

Joanie Cunningham had a crush on one Richie’s friends Pottsie Webber. She was 12 and Potsie was 16. Potsie was always nice to her and he sang to her one day while the band was practicing. She went home that night and masturbated to a screaming orgasm thinking of Potsie. She had masturbated a lot the last month. Joanie wrote a few love letters to Potsie and the last one said she would meet him friday night at 9 p.m. Ralph and Richie were hiding to see who the mystery girl was. Potsie put on...

4 years ago

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happy days

Joanie Cunningham had a crush on one Richie's friends Pottsie Webber. She was 12 and Potsie was 16. Potsie was always nice to her and he sang to her one day while the band was practicing. She went home that night and masturbated to a screaming orgasm thinking of Potsie. She had masturbated a lot the last month. Joanie wrote a few love letters to Potsie and the last one said she would meet him friday night at 9 p.m. Ralph and Richie were hiding to see who the mystery girl was. Potsie put on the...

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Bloody Wednesdays

Well the big day had finally arrived. Almost three months had passed since my sky-diving adventure and 'Those who know' had decided it was time for me to go home. They tried to give the impression that I was well down the path to recovery but I knew that my medical insurance was about all done and it would be hard to get anything from the outfit that had put me in hospital in the first place. I had received one visit from that bastard instructor but he left in a hurry when I managed to throw...

3 years ago

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The Joshua Diaries Underestimating Tuesdays

I had been playing with my cock for about an hour. You know, edging. I kept watching the precum ooze out of the tip of my cock and thought, “I need to get laid, bad.” I was hanging out on Manhunt, but it didn’t look like a promising night. It was a Tuesday; not much of a fuck night. I was about to give up and jack-off to a hot blog story, when my mail icon started flashing.  “Like your look, man.” I opened his profile; Brazilian, 180, 6’2, 26, good shape, “love it wild”. But the guy didn’t have...

3 years ago

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The Joshua Diaries Underestimating Tuesdays

I had been playing with my cock for about an hour. You know, edging. I kept watching the precum ooze out of the tip of my cock and thought, “I need to get laid, bad.” I was hanging out on Manhunt, but it didn’t look like a promising night. It was a Tuesday; not much of a fuck night. I was about to give up and jack-off to a hot blog story, when my mail icon started flashing.  “Like your look, man.” I opened his profile; Brazilian, 180, 6’2, 26, good shape, “love it wild”. But the guy didn’t have...

2 years ago

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Thursdays

Thursdays Thursday nights I reserve for something special. It's always for the twoof us, with the express goal to bring us closer together. Marriage can wearout if you aren't careful. It has to be kept alive, nurtured, and it takesattention and effort. That's my job, to be proactive and take the initiative.From the beginning we agreed on certain roles in our relationship, privilegesfor each of us balanced by individual responsibilities. I got the short straw,the one where you win the dominant...

3 years ago

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Brown Thursdays

©1997, All Rights Reserved Andie and I used to play around nearly every Thursday afternoon for most of a year. On Thursdays, her mother took her kid sister to soccer practice after school, and we had the house to ourselves. After the first few times, we seldom fucked in the conventional way. Andie worried too much about getting pregnant and neither of us much liked the feel of wearing a rubber. Sometimes I would slide my cock into her naked and withdraw just before cumming. But after an...

3 years ago

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rainy days and mondays

Rainy days and Mondays !! Monday morning, who needs them! in the street people jostles for position in queues, pavements begin to fill with men and women going to work. In your house there was a different atmosphere, for today a special person was visiting, A local beauty agency was sending a new apprentice to your house for some training in massages and waxing. You took a shower and awaited the arrival of the apprentice. To get you in the mood you put on a silk dressing gown and some...

3 years ago

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My Father The Maid Chapter Three A Case Of The Mondays

My Father, The Maid, Chapter 3 A Case Of The Mondays By Sissy Oona. Sleep came easy that night, I was frankly a bit worn out from the amazing sex we'd had. I was awoken by the door to the room opening and the click of heels on the wood floor. I cleared my weary eyes to see my father entering the room carrying the breakfast tray I had become accustomed to seeing in the morning. Noticing I was awake my father curtsied to me, he then set the tray of food on the chest of drawers sitting...

4 years ago

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I Hate Mondays

I hate Mondays, I'm not too keen on Tuesdays either and the rest of the days of the week all depress me to some extent. Everything bad that's happened to me over the years has always been on one of these days. Take last Monday for instance... There I was, at work early in the cold and the frost, and the automatic timer hadn't worked yet again and my office was like a refrigerator. Being a dispatcher for a small transport company in a small country town in the middle of nowhere had lost a...

3 years ago

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Happy days

So it was way back when the old mid-summer hippy festival used to happen in the fields adjacent to Stonehenge on Salisbury Plain ( that's in England - for our overseas readers ! ) . The current fairy had persuaded me to go to the festival with her and her ex, strange maybe but he had a car ....... We got there and pitched the tents, grabbed a beer and proceeded to skin-up and get nice and mellow. All was going well and she asked me to go for a wander about the site to see what was happening. I...

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Sarah Porters Schooldays

Chapter 1. In which Sarah arrives at Harkwood AcademyThe large stone edifice of Harkwood rose up through the trees at the end of the gravel drive, looking like something from the opening scene of a Merchant Ivory film. It was Sarah Porter's first look at her new school. The taxi took almost five minutes to traverse the winding gravel road from the front gate and the closer she came to her destination, the more apprehensive Sarah became.She was excited to be sure, but a new school was always...

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Tammys Schooldays

Somewhere in a universe far far away. Sexual disease is unheard off and people can do what they want, when they want, where they want just so long as they don't frighten the children or startle the horses. I woke at six and padded off to the loo. After peeing I washed my hands and brushed my teeth before heading for Billy's room. Great, Sally had stayed overnight, I liked Sally. It had been a hot night so the pair were lying on top of the covers. Billy with an early morning hard on. I...

2 years ago

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Good Old Fashioned Schooldays

Little Sally Grant was new to Saint Bernard's Private School. She had transferred in just before the Thanksgiving holidays. She was only in school for a single day when they all went on a four day holiday. The Principal's name was Sister Regina. She was described to Sally as "The Terror" by her new stepsister Angela. Angela had spent her entire school lifetime at Saint Bernard's and knew all the "ins and outs" of Catholic school existence. Her new foster residence friend was almost 19...

2 years ago

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Alone For The Holidays

Here it is the afternoon of Christmas Eve and I am sitting all alone at my kitchen table with a bottle of Jim Beam and my gun. I’m not a big drinking man but I did get the Jim Beam whiskey to build up my courage to do what I’m about to do. You see, this is the first Christmas I would be spending by myself in my sixty- four years of life. My wife of forty-two years died three months ago leaving me alone. Not everyone has Happy Holidays. I can see that now. It’s not that my...

2 years ago

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Mia Chapter 6 UnHappy Holidays

(Note from the author: Without giving too much away this chapter does not contain any 'sexy' material. If you have been following the story then you will know why. This chapter is pretty much damage control. That said hope you like and lots of cool stuff to follow. H xo)Two weeks and two days, sixteen days, just over a fortnight. It didn’t matter how she put it, at that moment it was the same amount of time since the evening she spent with Jesse and until the day she would be going home for the...

3 years ago

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Alone for the Holidays

Thanks for ‘Techsan’ for his editing of this story. * Here it is the afternoon of Christmas Eve and I am sitting all alone at my kitchen table with a bottle of Jim Beam and my gun. I’m not a big drinking man but I did get the Jim Beam whiskey to build up my courage to do what I’m about to do. You see, this is the first Christmas I would be spending by myself in my sixty-four years of life. My wife of forty-two years died three months ago leaving me alone. Not everyone has Happy Holidays. I...

2 years ago

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Frosh Fun Fridays

It was on a Wednesday in the first week of September 2003, at the start of term at Fairweather Private School in Montreal that the year’s crop of freshmen made their way into the auditorium of the 100 year old Academy. The school prided itself in being exclusive, traditional and somewhat above the law. But, as many alumni were lawyers, the school managed to adhere to the letter, if not spirit, of the law in carrying out old-school traditions. Frosh Fun Friday (aka FFF) was one such near by not...

3 years ago

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Happy Holidays

The cold in her apartment jostled Natasha out of her slumber. It was still dark out as she craned her head about to see her clock. “Whooah” she exclaimed as a sliver of cold air crept under her comforter and she bundled up again. Timidly now, with the covers held tightly, she rolls over for a second attempt. Through the bitter darkness she groaned as her eyes were able to make out 6:25 a.m. on her digital clock. Natasha hated being woken up before her alarm at 7:00 and wasn’t willing to leave...

4 years ago

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Saturdays

SaturdaysI rang the number in the local paper. An older man answered.“Mr. Stevenson, how may I help you?”His voice sounded friendly if slightly formal. Nervously I replied.“I’m, uh, ringing about the gardening job you advertised…”“Oh, good” he replied.“So can you handle tools and outdoor work?” he asked.“Er, yeah… no problem.” I replied.“Well,” he said, “It’s quite a large area and it needs a lot of tidying up so I’m looking for someone who’s hard-working and reliable.”“I can do that…” I said...

2 years ago

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En France A Tale of Two Saturdays

“What are you doing dressed?”  My tone conveyed a sense of surprise. Painted with eyeliner, eye shadow, and scarlet lips, Anne-Pierre flounced through the lounge.  That hair, more wild than usual, it bounced with her stride.  The hem of her short dress swayed to reveal too much thigh – again.“Come, we are going to the cinema.”“The cinema?” She gave me that look, covetous and full of want, ”Oui.” “That cinema?  Now?” I huffed, “Anne-Pierre, come on…” It explained her appearance. “Oui!” ...

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Happy Mothers Day

I was having this amazing dream. I was laying on a cloud and the wind was blowing over me in the most delicious way. Over and over, the wind tickled between my legs, sending shivers all over my body. I tried to capture the wind but it was so elusive. Just when I thought the wind was going to tease me until I couldn’t take it, the wind started to wetly caress my inner lips. As I slowly awakened, I realized that it was a dream, but I was really feeling wonderful wet kisses at my center. My eyes...

3 years ago

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Happy Satisfied Me

Hi ISS readers, I think all you know me. For the new readers, at first I introduce myself. I am Moni, late 40 and 5’-7”. I was born in a middle class Bangladeshi Muslim family and serving in a public organization. I’m married and having two kids. My whole life is lustful indeed. As I gained some practical experience about sex at my childhood, I became a sex-maniac and whenever I got chance I tried to fuck any aged girls or women with many tricks without applying force or at least to peep the...

3 years ago

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DeMontagu Holidays

Authors note: I got a little distracted from the story I was supposed to be writing and came up with this. It is something of a prequel to some other ideas I have been having. If you are good at maintaining a female persona, dominant, and feel like doing a paragraph based roleplay along any of the lines below, please feel free to get in touch. Dear Paul, 20 years ago I was the Headmistress of a girls boarding school which was relocating to a more urban location. It was a very sad...

2 years ago

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Summer Holidays

Author's Note The wicked step mother is a familiar theme and Aaron Swindling's Step Mother Knows Best, is my particular favourite. I wanted to write one where the step son refuses to be a victim and succeeds in maintaining his dignity and essential decency under difficult circumstances. Be warned there is very little sex and no humiliation. Summer Holidays Holiday Plans Shay Pegg gazed out of the window of the rapidly moving train, idly watching as the countryside...

2 years ago

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Alone for the Holidays

Here it is the afternoon of Christmas Eve and I am sitting all alone at my kitchen table with a bottle of Jim Beam and my gun. I'm not a big drinking man but I did get the Jim Beam whiskey to build up my courage to do what I'm about to do. You see, this is the first Christmas I would be spending by myself in my sixty-four years of life. My wife of forty-two years died three months ago leaving me alone. Not everyone has Happy Holidays. I can see that now. It's not that my marriage was all...

2 years ago

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Happy mother8217s day

Hello all ISS fans. This is Abhishek Singh, a 18 years old boy from Delhi. I have written many stories in ISS from past one year. But from few weeks I have been quite for some personal reasons. But know there will be some blast from the past by me. Now I will write only insect stories in ISS and I am sure that u will enjoy too much. This story starts from here. He walked into the house wondering where Mom and Dad were, when he saw the soft, red glow of a cigarette burning in the living room. He...

4 years ago

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Bewildered From Bridgets Days

I was walking through a graveyard, the moonlight casting deep shadows over the tombstones. I can just hear someone mumbling, "Big deal! You're a vampire. You're supposed to be hanging around in graveyards." Well, NOT! Graveyards are spooky. Mausoleums are cold and drafty in the winter and hot and stifling in the summer. They're all granite and black iron and there's no comfortable place to sleep. Besides, they're full of dead people. Vampires drink blood, you know. The only people I...

2 years ago

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The Trap From Bridgets Days

My sword whistled through the air as I executed a double-hand side swing, stamping forward with my left foot as I did. I recovered, bringing my katana back to the overhead guard position, point forward with my left hand outstretched before me. Whew! The succession of movements didn't come nearly as easy as they had only a few years before. Of course now that I had been human again for over ten years my body was starting to actually age. I was no longer the skinny 21 year old I had been for...

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Happy Wives Dont Cheat

Man wins his life and his wife back. Happy Wives Don’t Cheat She walked up to the table with a nervous smile. She was still just as beautiful as always. Shoulder length dark red hair, blue eyes, and a small frame, yea she was the most beautiful woman on earth. Petite is what she was best described as. Not much in the way of breast or an ass, but slim and perfect. But, she wasn’t supposed to be here. They promised me she wouldn’t be here. I guess they lied like they have been for months. I...

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Happy Wives Dont Cheat

Man wins his life and his wife back.Happy Wives Don't CheatShe walked up to the table with a nervous smile. She was still just as beautiful as always. Shoulder length dark red hair, blue eyes, and a small frame, yea she was the most beautiful woman on earth. Petite is what she was best described as. Not much in the way of breast or an ass, but slim and perfect. But, she wasn't supposed to be here. They promised me she wouldn't be here. I guess they lied like they have been for months. I should...

4 years ago

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Happy Petersons B Lot

An introduction to Mr Richard Peterson aka Mister Peterson aka Dick aka Happy.“Happy Dick” Peterson is a known quantity to many. For the past twenty years he's been a car salesman who at one time or another worked at every dealership in town. He was also a photo bug who occasionally teaches photography at the City College and also coaches the City College marching band. There has always been rumors floating around about him but they seem so wild no one really believes them.One thing for sure...

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A Tale Of Two Fathers Days

Part 1: It all started on another typical Sunday, the Cena family would be putting on another brunch celebration this week. However, what was atypical is that the Cena family would be joined for once by their son John Cena and his girlfriend Nikki Bella. They would be joining the rest of the Cena clan in order to celebrate Father’s Day. In fact, this was the first time in many years that John had even considered taking off a date to celebrate a holiday with his family. In typical fashion, the...

3 years ago

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Happy Womens Day

(There are no names used so the readers can imagine themselves in the heels of the character, which will give a different experience while reading.This is a story between a boyfriend and girlfriend who are going to get married soon.This is my first try in writing stories). We are so close that apart from sexting we do exchange naked selfies. It all started with once such selfie sharing. My girlfriend had done her first waxing upon my request for our marriage and that night she sent...

2 years ago

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HAPPY ENDINGS

Happy EndingsbyIrishRose1215©My life had not gone as I had accepted it to. I didn’t have that dream life that women plan out when they are little girls. Sure, I had gotten married and had a c***d. But I had gotten married too young and though my husband and I never spilt up we aren’t happy with each other now. He hasn’t had sex with me in about a year now. I know he’s cheating on me, but I just don’t have the energy to start a fight with him. I really don’t care anyway; I gave up on him a long...

4 years ago

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Happy If

Happy if... The state of my life seemed perfectly constructed to make me miserable. I was out of place on every single level. I didn't fit in at school, I didn't fit in at home, and I didn't fit in my body, most of all. As a 17 year-old male of 5'4, I was either shorter or about the same height as most of the girls at my school. Also, I was overweight, kind of squatty. But being short and fat was the least of my troubles. I wished for something more. Something that seemed impossible to...

3 years ago

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Ana claiming for some holidays

Ana claiming for some holidaysIn mid September I convinced Ana we could take a free week and go to some nice place in the Caribbean waters. She was delighted, but then she told me that her boss would say NO as usual.Then I told her I could go with her and see whatever we could do. My sweet wife entered her boss office and found him sitting in his desk, another man besides him.Her boss was named James, a bald young man, always seemed disgusted with himself and of course, with everybody around...

4 years ago

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Happy Birthday Dear Sissy

Happy Birthday Dear Sissy "My! What a good boy you are, Alan! It's so sweet of you to do the washing every day ? and I really do appreciate the sweet way you have folded all of my panties and other lingerie! Most boys wouldn't even touch them, let alone fold them so carefully!" She then tousled my soft curly blond hair and leaned over to give me a wet kiss. As she normally did it was a kiss on my lips. I had grown accustomed to her kissing me, and also to her wearing next to nothing...

2 years ago

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Happy Birthday Angie II

************************************************************************This story is the continuation of the story titled ?Happy Birthday Angie?, although this can be read even if you haven’t read the first story yet. Feedback is much appreciated, especially if it is positive and constructive.************************************************************************Happy Birthday Angie IIElite was the best new restaurant in the area and Angela felt a surge of self-satisfaction as she stepped...

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Happy Birthday Angie

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