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Six Times A DayPart 113 Ain t Too Proud to Beg

"Wait a minute! You gotta stop this!" Alan yelled, as it fully hit him that Suzanne and Xania had just handcuffed his hands behind his back. Between watching his sister Katherine pole dancing naked in front of him and fucking his nurse, Akami, while she was sitting on his lap, he had good reasons to be distracted and slow on the uptake. But, with growing conviction, he decided that he absolutely did not want to be bound in any way. No one seemed to hear his pleas, so he shouted louder,...

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Jays Short StoryChapter 2

[note: I have taken great liberties with the publication dates of a quite famous television series that went into reruns--MASH and the release dates of two acclaimed movies--Zulu and The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. What can I tell you? Fiction is a constrained set of lies by definition.] Early April, 1987. Tuesday. Why did I ignore all my other possible choices and go directly to the University of Illinois? During my selection process they came in second. After calling the...

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Lucky StiffChapter 33 Double Initiation

Who knows how long this will last, Now we've come so far, so fast? But, somewhere back there in the dust, That same small town in each of us. I need to remember this, So baby give me just one kiss. And let me take a long last look, Before we say good bye. Just lay your head back on the ground, And let your hair fall all around me. Offer up your best defense, But this is the end, This is the end of the innocence. --The End of the Innocence (Don Henley) The next day, June picked...

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A Sorcerer in Downtown Atlanta Ch 5

Chapter 5 - Lewisburg The next day, Dave drove as he, Maddie, and Cindy made their way up to Tennessee to visit his parents. Their destination was Lewisburg, a tiny little town about an hour south of Nashville; it was about as different from Atlanta as one could find while staying in the southeast, being a rural farm community. Though he loved his parents, Dave always dreaded these trips, as he was forced to unplug from technology for the most part. Hell, his parents didn't even have...

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I Never Watch

Wife is so incredibly sexy you might think she was from another planet. Petite, flat tummy-she works out, huge 32DD natural tits -large nipples. The type of woman that Doctors try to marry. She hosts great dinner parties. I got her on the rebound via FB and our long ago, college dating.Her only addiction- daily gym workouts and long cycle rides with a team of men. Her simply amazingly toned, petite body, long brunette hair, and large breasts along with the most charming personality you have...

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Priscilla

Priscilla By Cissy Suzie It was 1970, the summer of love had long gone, we were left in a psychedelic hangover, selling drugs to buy more drugs, we stayed as stoned as was humanly imaginable ... endlessly. Microdots one night, mescaline the next, and the ever present plate of hash brownies on the coffee table. Pounds of pot under the kitchen sink. It was grand! Priscilla and I had been together since meeting at a pop festival the previous year. I was standing in...

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The Man on Page 602

AUTHOR’S NOTES If “Sears Catalog, page 602” means nothing to you, you weren’t paying attention back in 1974. If you weren’t born yet, just google “Sears Page 602.” Page 602 advertised men’s underwear with the model’s you-know-what hanging out. The Sept. 21, 1975, Knoxville News-Sentinel headlined, “602 Sets Off Catalog Rush.” “A look at page 602 of the Sears, Roebuck & Co. Fall catalog has made some undershorts shoppers think the huge mail-order operation was striking up a rivalry with...

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E141 Their Life Goes On

In the months that follow, Emma and Donald work diligently to perfect the new acquisition of the Institute.  All is going so smoothly.  They spend a week with Dorothy and Maude at the Cape at the end of summer.  A well-needed rest. At home, they balance work and their lust well, so all is on course.Donald encourages Emma more and more to speak at conferences and lectures.  She is shy to do so at first, which is funny in a way as with a mask to hide behind, she is very vocal and well-spoken on...

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It s a Wonderful Life 1 5

Annie stared at the button amongst the point-of-sale choice next to the register, her look half-puzzled and half-disgusted. An L with a red circle and a line through it? She shook her head and muttered under her breath, ‘I don’t get it, and I don’t care.’ She glanced at her watch and made a mental note of the lunchtime errands she had to run at the mall: EB Games gift card for her nephew, lotion set from the Body Shop for a thank you gift, and one more thing that she’d probably remember after...

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Broadmoor s Haughty Headmistress

As always, story characters are eighteen years of age or older. * * * * Michael Sadkins noticed the perplexed look that flashed across Laurie Reynolds’ pretty face when she handed him his term paper. A glance at it showed why, there was not a mark on it. Michael looked left and right. His classmates’ papers were covered in Professor Havel’s tiny, elegant, and always legible handwriting. Eighty year old Professor Havel, an immigrant from the Czechoslovakia, was old school. In fact, he was...

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Sins of the Father Chapter 1

(C) by Mojavejoe420 WARNING: CONTAINS INCEST. If you don't like incest stories, you can move along without downvoting. Thank you! NOTICE: All characters mentioned or referred to are 18 years of age or older. Saturday Morning From my seat on the couch, I watched Ashley come bounding down the stair steps, making enough noise to rouse the dead. I didn’t think a hundred pound girl could make that much noise. Her older and bigger brothers on the football team were lighter on their feet than...

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Woodstock Era Memories

There were many other high school friends, guys and gals. These guys were not on the football team and the gals were not cheerleaders. One friend was Pat, an Italian kid like myself, he was from Grandview. Of my high school guy friends, Pat was the most involved, successfully involved, in the rock and roll music scene. Pat was a talented bass guitar player, he was in popular local bands and he was making money playing music – a lot more than any of us ever made from playing football. In...

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Distance

Summer had been hard; hard to forget her, hard to move on. But the first week of uni completely helped change that. I was over her. I had forgotten her. Now, at uni, surrounded by new normal people, I could look at all the new normal attractive girls. I was saved. My phone buzzed. She’d sent me a text: _“Wanna talk? Tomorrow 9pm ok with you? Z”_ Z was Zoe. You wouldn’t believe the crap you get as a girl online, so Zoe went by the sexless handle ‘Z’. I’d teased her about Zed the gay biker in...

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Little Red Journal 5 My Type

04/20/---CI dreamt I made out with EK.  It felt so good.  There wasn't any action around where the legs split off; though my leg did start to wrap around his.  I no [know] he isn't thin.  And he has turned into a real rebel now.  If my friends knew I like him they would think I'm desperate like Vicky.  I haven't liked EK for that long.  Physical touch... This was just a dream, but God... I don't care who it fucking is.  I want touch...05/06/---CYou know Mom's starting to suspect I am not...

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Brand New Me

I wake up, and I don’t know where I am or what time it is. The sun is streaming through the window, a rich, warm sunlight like nothing we ever get back in London, but it feels like the middle of the night. I’ve never felt this completely disoriented in my entire life. I look around, taking in a small room dominated by a half dozen cheap mattresses lying on the floor. There’s a hookah next to where I’m lying, and it definitely brings back a few memories-someone told me that a ball of hash...

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Don Trek She Was Just Seventeen

The title ‘She Was Just Seventeen’ does not refer to a specific character in this story, but to the Beatles song of the same name. Though this is not an erotic story all of the characters are well in excess of 18. ***** ‘Captain’s log stardate 9411.07: It turns out that even though we were able to save our last mission by converting bourbon, matter, and antimatter into fuel it did some pretty bad damage. We’ve been ordered back to Earth for repairs that could take as long as a month. I have...

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The Advantage Of Narrow Bodied Jets

Where can a man and woman, complete strangers to each other, be forced to spend a night together in close physical proximity in a semi private place? The answer is obvious but had never really occurred to me until recently flying back to Europe from South America. As I walked down the aisle of the plane at we will say Lima- several details are changed to protect anonymity- I saw there was a very attractive woman in the seat next to mine, though no spring chicken, probably, like me, in her...

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Coffee Bitter As Love

Coffee seemed to be the pole around which life revolved then. Take the coffee bar in the hotel beside the railway station, where Jane used to arrive on her commuter train in the morning. I usually got there first, and would grab the window table – our table, it was, for a season – looking out over City Square. Sometimes I would sneak a look at the crossword in the local paper before she arrived. It was syndicated from the Washington Post. Jane was tops at the quotations, but I had the edge on...

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Alone For Christmas

Ah, look at all the lonely people…where do they all come from? Ah, look at all the lonely people…where do they all belong? —The Beatles, from Eleanor Rigby * Only the distant waves pounding against polished rocks reminded him the end was near. He’d been walking for days, or so it seemed, and every bone in his body had pleaded, protested, and eventually given out. Now only on his knees, he agonizingly negotiated the seaweed strewn beach to reach the object of his desire. In the distance,...

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How is this Night Different

How is this night different from all other nights? ***** It happens every Passover: Ben Glazer breaks the 10th Commandment: thou shall not covet thy neighbor’s wife. Passover is the Jewish festival celebrating God’s deliverance of the ancient Hebrews from bondage in Egypt. The wife in question is Mindy Setrin-Greenwald who is married to Sam Greenwald, Ben’s third cousin several times removed. Ben, thirty-seven and never married, has had his lustful eyes on Mindy since she was a high school...

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Just a Matter of Time

{There is some sex in this story, but it’s not really erotic. Nothing else really fits.} Dan walked in to the big ballroom at the local Elk’s club. Looking around at the roughly 30 or so people there, he realized he did not recognize a single soul. The chairs surrounding tables by the dance floor were filled with a sea of white hair, oversize people chatting away. Heads turned to look his way, he didn’t see any sign of recognition at all. 40 years is a very long time. Dan had no idea at all...

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Savior on the Storm

It smells. It smells everywhere. But not as much so in this stairway. God, it’s a stench of dead insects and sour cheese mixed with sauerkraut under an Arabic towel. This isn’t my league, I should go. Then I remember what’s up four floors – Zelda. I met her at the arch welding class on Greystone Ave. in the Bronx. She couldn’t have looked more than eighteen or nineteen but she tried to put it off like she was twenty five. She’s been nice to me, actually, since the class started last month....

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The Touch Ch 24

WARNING TO READERS – This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. Pt. 24 Tales of the Unexpected Tuesday brought another surprise. When I got home in the evening I nearly tripped over Gwen’s suitcase standing in the hall at the bottom of the stairs. I found her in the kitchen sitting at the table with Emma. I gave her a kiss on the top of her head and poured myself a cup of coffee. ‘What’s going on, Mum?’ I...

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The World s First Futa 11 Futa s Wild Presidency Chapter 2 Futa s First English Delight

Chapter Two: Futa's First English Delight By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 April 17th, 2047 Adelia played the clip. It appeared on a large screen on the side of her studio. The audience grew hushed as the Sky News logo appeared with a reporter, a brown-skinned man with a close-shaved beard and, I supposed, a chiseled chin. “Prime Minister Lockwood had a few bold words to say about the ingratiation of President Becky Woodward today,” he said in that posh, British accent. It gave him more...

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Time Travellers from the 1960 s Pt 02

Chapter 4: Night Club Part 1 Belinda led them to a well lit alleyway, to which other pleasure seekers were also moving. Young women showing the flesh of their legs and their shoulders jostled and laughed in the cool of the evening, while the less gaily attired men followed or accompanied them in straight looking monocolored shirts and tidy evening trousers. For the men it was as if they were caught in an early sixties timewarp and the sixties and seventies had never even happened, but the...

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Vanessa s New Life Part 03

Vanessa Week commencing July 20 By the Monday morning the hair on my pubes was getting quite noticeable and really itching. I all most shaved it off without thinking but stopped myself just in time. Wednesday night was a night that I will remember for a long time. Jon thought that it would be best to restrain me to the bed before starting. He also said that he would start with my lips, because he just knew that I would get very wet, and he thought that he might have problems with the wax...

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Warming the IcePrincess Pt 02

Authors note: I strongly urge you to read the preceding chapters. With the context they provide, this chapter and those that follow will be much more enjoyable for you. Without knowing the characters and from whence they sprang the story may not make much sense. Many of the chapters contain highly erotic scenes of adults having intimate sexual relations. If you are somehow offended by this or are under 18, please stop reading here. To all the rest I wish you the very best and Thank you for...

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Postal Pleasures revisited

Postal Pleasures By Beagle9690 April 2018 After twenty years of marriage, my wife left me for a man she met while attending nursing college. I was the breadwinner for all twenty, and she was the “bored,” her words, stay at home wife for sixteen. That’s ironic, because she quit her job, shortly after we were married. She was a college student for the last four. My married life ended like a damn soap opera! The day the heartless harlot received her diploma, as a registered nurse, at fifty...

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The Girls Part 1 of 9

She had long dark hair, a pretty face and a lithe young body with developing curves that she was proud of. Her name was Lorlei, she was 14 and was supposedly some kind of cousin of mine. I was also 14 and like her, was well on my way through puberty. Somewhat embarrassed by my own frequent and carnal thoughts and my bodies responses to girls, I was shy around her and her friends. Having had numerous visits with Lorlei, many of them overnight or longer, we became pretty close and in some cases...

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Shattered Glass

The plan was simple. Hop the fence in the southwest corner of the property, move through the trees to the tall bushes along the side of the house, pick the lock on the side door just off the laundry room, and disable the alarm. Advance to the second door passed the kitchen, the safe is located in the wall behind a framed, signed, personal letter from John F. Kennedy, out the same way you came in less than ten minutes. Like taking candy… It had been a year since I got the job in the law offices...

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A Sorcerer in Downtown Atlanta Ch 7

Chapter 7 - An English Honeymoon Maddie squealed in delight as the plane lifted into the air. Even with Dave explaining the concept of flight to her, it was still the most surreal experience she had ever felt in her life. Though Dave could have simply teleported them to England, he didn't want to rob Maddie of the exhilaration of her first flight. It was their honeymoon, after all, and they both deserved to enjoy it to the fullest. Even better, they had met an older couple while waiting...

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The World s First Futa 05 Futa s Public Delights 1 Futa s First Wild Ride

Chapter One: Futa's First Wild Ride By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 April 17th, 2047 Before the cheering studio audience, the host interviewing about my life for the last hour, was lost to her lusts. The sexy, caramel-skinned Amelia, pushed me down on the couch we were sitting upon. I didn't fight her, my futa-dick throbbing so hard against my dress. “Oh, Becky,” she groaned, her perfectly coiffed, brown hair spilling about the wild passion of her features. She had that delightful,...

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She Goes Both Ways

Eighteen fifty seven had not been a good year for Missus Amanda Williams. In February, her husband Samuel had left her. Not just left her for another woman, but of all people, an actress of twenty something. Whilst losing her husband was hard to take, for a woman rapidly approaching forty, the fact that he opted for a young thing was devastating to her. Then in July, her father had died from a massive heart attack. Being in London when that happened, it was impossible to get home to the...

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Nylon Lover Ch 1 2 0

My earliest recollection of nylons is when I was very young (early 50's). My Aunt Helen, who lived with us, worked as a secretary at a trucking company, and as such, always wore dresses or skirts to work. I remember that when she got home from work, she'd sit on the couch and take her stockings and high heels off, and leave them there until she went to bed. I was fascinated with her legs, and I still remember exactly what they looked (and felt) like - she had great legs! She would hike...

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Ron s Journal 05B

Author’s note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old. For readers’ convenience, most Spanish language speech and signals are given in loose English translation. This piece can be appreciated...

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Savannah 01

This is the first part of a long story hence, its publication in the Novels and Novellas section of Lit. I hope to publish a new part every three weeks or so and I look forward to hearing from anyone that reads it. Eighteen fifty seven had not been a good year for Missus Amanda Williams. In February, her husband Samuel had left her. Not just left her for another woman, but of all people, an actress of twenty something. Whilst losing her husband was hard to take, for a woman rapidly...

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The Crack Of Dawn

I’ve wanted to put this into writing for some time but I don’t really know how or where to start. So I’ll just plow right into it and try to tell the story of how the last few months have become the dirtiest, sleaziest, sluttiest, sex-filled and sex-fulfilled period of my life, and how good it all felt.The passion pumping, countless orgasms and doing so many things I’d never before dreamed of doing. And also how bad it felt at the same time, to learn I was such a fraud and a tramp and nowhere...

Incest
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One Big Horny Weasley Family chapter 16 reformatted

Chapter 16- Take Time to Enjoy the Flowers Ron was surprised to see there was no one in the den as he walked in. From what Angelina had told him earlier, the den was the de facto gathering place to pass time during parties like this. That had led him to ask how many parties like this there had been here. Angelina’s answer had been evasive and non-specific, but it was more than one and less than a hundred; one hundred would have been very impressive since the family had only come into...

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Perchance to Dream Pt 2

By: Mojavejoe420 ©2016 Edited and Inspired by Mel(melanieatplay) (Dearest reader, please read the first chapter. This won’t make much sense all by itself!) “Caught Up In A Dream” Melanie found some of my daughter Alice’s looser fitting clothes and struggled into them. The Uber driver was two minutes away. Maybe, I thought. Just maybe, we can get Melanie out of here without a major scene with my hungover wife. I creaked open Alice’s door and peered out into the hall. My bedroom...

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Preacher s Sinful Daughter Chapter 5 Sinning with a Woman

Chapter Four: Sinning with a Woman By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 “You take care of your father,” Mother said as she stood in the foyer of our house, the summer heat spilling in through the open, front door. “Of course I will,” I said, trying to keep the naughty smile off my lips. I would take care of him so well. A weekend without Mother. She was about to leave on her annual women's retreat. It was every July. I have been waiting for this weekend. Tomorrow night, Daddy promised me...

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Mother s Day

Mother's Day ( . Y . ) "Hey Captain!" I said into my phone. "Hey Sailor!" my dad said. "How are they hanging?" I queried. "One in front of the other, for speed!" He's a fighter pilot, that's the standard reply. "And yourself?" "I'm high speed, low-drag sir!" We both chuckled. I'm not in the Navy, just going to college, but I know the lingo pretty good. "You're going home for Mother's Day, right?" he asked. "Oh yeah, dad. I'm...

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Mentoring Brandon Chapter 14 0

By Bob Chapter 14: Becoming Part of My Lover’s Family As I lay awake trying to get to sleep, I reviewed in my mind the conversation that Mikey and I had had earlier in the day. I was excited to know that in the morning I would be leaving to pickup the love of my life. I also was happy to know that my brother and I shared not only a secret, but shared a better understanding of each other. I was very thankful this Thanksgiving for so much. Of course, with all this running through...

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Butt Buddies Probing Deeper

“What do we do now?” I ask smiling.We are still bent over the bed, with our new toys in our respective asses.“Well, we leave them in a while and then take them out. So, why don't we go watch some of the new Netflix series to pass the time,” he says, pulling me off the bed by the hand.I grab my favorite soft blanket and follow his fine newly-stuffed ass to the couch. Our butt plugs are snug as a bug in a rug in their new homes. Hottie husband makes a mad grab for the remote (as usual) and finds...

Anal
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Sins Of The Father Chapter 1

Saturday MorningFrom my seat on the couch, I watched Ashley come bounding down the stair steps, making enough noise to rouse the dead. I didn’t think a hundred pound girl could make that much noise. Her older and bigger brothers on the football team were lighter on their feet than her. Still, her exuberance was catchy, but I had to try and fight it off this morning, if I could. We had a rather… delicate matter... to discuss.It wasn’t helping that she had on those tight little sleeping pants,...

Incest
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Graduation Party

Not you, though. You’ve always been more elegant and mild-mannered. The decadence and irreverent nature of teenage years had seemed to pass you by. You always were the quiet one, frequently blending into the walls, the type of girl John Green would model his novels after. It would be a lie to say that I never noticed you, though. In the fleeting moments of the day where my brain wandered, it always seemed to wander towards you. I’m such an outspoken and brazen guy, an active participant in the...

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Taking Bout My Generation

"It was fifty years ago today." I paraphrase them, but the Beatles weren't at Woodstock. But I was. A spry, music-loving eighteen-year-old from Western Kentucky. Even my hippy parents wanted to go, but being elderly and in their forties (how my perspective has changed) they stayed home on the commune. Music has always evoked my most treasured memories, along my souvenir panties collection.I shelled out the $18 for a three-day pass for those glorious days of peace and love in upstate New...

Humor
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Another Addicted Story ch 6 8

It has 24 chapters and you can find it on storiesonline. If you don't like any of the themes, you don't have to read it. I hope you enjoy the story. Addicted by Pariahsol ---------- Chapter 6: Flashback Daddy Duties After hearing what my vivacious 16 year old just told me I remembered a conversation that I had with Philip Johnson, the starting defensive end at IU, all those years ago. He had a baby girl the same month as Barbara was born. We were at Visions Gentleman's Club...

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The Girls Next Door 6 Repost

The Girls Next Door – 6 I am a Potentate during the Crusades lying on a divan while two of my wives feed me dates and honeyed almonds. Two more of my wives are dancing suggestively for me wearing only a veils and scarves that serve to enhance rather than hide their voluptuous figures. The aroma of sex is in the air. Suddenly the ground shakes and there is darkness. I slowly open my eyes and I am looking into the face of….. Amanda? As I wake fully she is saying “I knocked but no one...

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Girl Put Your Records On

He looked something like the Shane Walsh character from The Walking Dead, except a little thinner and little younger looking. He had dark curly hair and was handsome like the cable TV. character. It was about one o'clock in the afternoon and there weren't too many people in the restaurant. As he stepped up to the counter he saw a young girl standing with her back to him, she had shoulder length dark brown hair. Wes looked at her sharply, the girl was about five seven and she had a...

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E092 Saying good bye Tuesday morning

Tuesday morning all are up by nine o’clock.  Over breakfast, they chat about what Donald plans for their return trip south.  He tells Dorothy that tonight he would like to stay in their Boston home for Emma to see it.  Dorothy agrees readily with this plan. “It’s not the most opulent house, but it is old and sturdy.  It has been in our family for generations, almost since the first Ryan’s came to this country in the 1600s,” Dorothy explains.Emma is in awe.  Her family has been leaders of their...

Love Stories
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The Birthday Girl

This is MY home, and I should be able to do whatever the fuck I want to do in it! It’s been nearly two years since I left our suburban “starter” house in a big hurry and bought this condo in the city, so why am I still following her rules? And, believe me, there were lots of them. Heaven forbid the spice jars weren’t lined up in alphabetical order- she would act like that was a sign of the frickin’ Apocalypse! Like just now… I sat down on the couch, swinging my feet up onto the coffee...

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Cybergasm

              He left the Audi in the multi-storey and ground his way up through the grim bleakness of the stairwell, the smell of piss and the crunch of spent hypos, discarded like spent shotgun shells to be obliterated beneath his boots. The ambient stench of degradation clung to his Armani three-piece like some foul, invisible smog and, holding a silken handkerchief to his nose and mouth he quickened his ascent, desperate to get back to the luxury and safety of his government...

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NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN rewrite

The room was dark except for one small lamp on her desk more like an over size nightlight. Which cast small white streaks into the blackness. Sitting on her bed with the keyboard in her lap. Gray shadows cascaded from the screen. She was searching for a TV show that she had just read about. A small moan came from the next room, But she didn’t hear it at first. Then followed by the squeak of bed springs which got louder and louder. “Oh no...

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Between Iraq and a Hard Place

They moved through the small town 60 miles north of Baghdad looking for an insurgent cell. Military intelligence has reported that they were ones responsible for the latest suicide market detonation killing 20 civilians and took an Iraqi cleric and assistant as hostages. Piermont was 47 yrs old and affectionately called the "old man" among his Marine group, but only behind his back, 20 yrs older he could still kick their asses. He was a state prosecutor before he was mobilized from his...

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Remember That Night

“I remember that night, the first time I met him.” The older lady said. The younger woman sitting alongside cocked her head to one side, and listened intently. “I had taken a sabbatical from my university studies, and gone travelling.” She continued “Unheard of at the time, but the idea of a ‘gap year’ is quite common, now, of course.” The young woman nodded in encouragement, but did not speak, she simply continued to listen. “I’d wound up on Skiathos, in the Mediterranean Sea” the old...

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Three gangbangs in one night

By: Friskee_cpl ([email protected]) (co)Author's note: A few months ago I wrote a story that led to a fruitful correspondence with fellow authors Friskee_cpl. When we discovered we have similar tastes and styles, they were kind enough to propose a collaboration on a story idea they'd been considering. Needless to say, I jumped at the chance. Below is the result of the artistic coupling of the lustiest minds of our respective continents. I wish to thank my Aussie brethren for the...

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Cum On Baby Take me to Chicago 1962

This is a sex fantasy site, right? As someone in the audience commented recently, "and that, ladies and gentlemen is why this is called a fantasy site". I really don't know what he meant, I mean, that story was true...I have never really taken the liberty of fantasizing on this site...until now. I mean, really, if others can do it why not I? If other people can write stories about living out every line of some sixties song, and someone else can fantasize about making love to 'Little...

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Mummy s true passion book two pregnancy days chapter three

Our trip to the Bahamas had taken three days so far and mum hadn’t told me how long our stay would last. We had done the full tourist program like diving and walking on the beach and we had visited a couple of shows and museums as well. Whenever we had done so mum had insisted on me to wear my cock ring. So whoever we had met on our short trips had seen my pride’s silhouette pushing through the fabrics of my pants. It seemed like I had tons of white cotton trousers and a never ending number...

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Mixed Metaphors VII

Becky kissed Tony, and he asked, “What about Sonya? We were supposed to meet her at Danny’s yesterday for drinks.” “I called the apartment, but she wasn’t at home. I called her cell and it went straight to voice mail. If she has that red head Brian in her bed, we may not hear from them for days. You think I like sex? She has been doing it sense she was six or even earlier. She loves sex, the wilder the better. She told me once she even loves it up her butt. I figured I would just wait...

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Curious Teenagers II

That notion quickly changed a week later. We were in the exact same place we were when our first adventure took place. Almost the exact same setup, minus one of our friends who was there the week before. It was Justin’s ‘guesthouse’ he called it. But it was more like a single room buried in the woods behind his house. His parents were using it for storage until we decided to turn it into our marijuana sauna and fitted it with a vintage garbage picked couch and stereo of the same era. Nobody...

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Trailer Trash Teen Ch 11

Chapter Eleven: Rough and Gentle (M+/f, F/f, blackmail) ************* Tina awoke screaming. Ice cold water was spraying down on her body. She lashed about, trying to keep the water out of her face, but strong hands restrained her. She gurgled as water rushed into her mouth. She couldn’t move, couldn’t get up from her sitting position. Her strong slender legs flailed about helplessly as someone laughed gleefully at her plight. She was in the shower, at home at her trailer, she...

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Chesterbury Tales Pt 02

It is Winter 1966. When five couples find themselves stranded at a remote high class inn by extreme weather conditions, they amuse each other by relating stories of an erotic nature, as well as taking part in all kinds of private and group sexual activities. Chapter Two : The Travellers Rest Inn On that same morning, when many couples throughout the country were starting the day with bodies joined together at the groin, Julie awoke slowly with a comforting hand nestling between her warm, damp...

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Hallelujah Ch 07

Part III: The Baffled King CHAPTER SEVEN The gurgling of a coffee pot ripples across my dream, pulling me awake. I allow myself a groan as I lift my head off the pillow to look at the clock on the wall. Just after seven-thirty. Yeah. Alright. I push myself up into a sitting position, dropping my feet to the ground, and scratch at my shoulders. Now, I’m not really interested in waking up yet…another two or three hours sounds heavenly…but needs must when the devil drives. If I stay in bed...

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Crystal Passion Ch 02

In her best-selling biography, Polly Tarantella makes clear that she ranks the most significant days of Crystal Passion’s life as those from when she arrived at JFK airport until her fateful last day on American soil. It’s probably not surprising that an American writer asserts that Crystal’s few weeks in America should be her most important. Although Polly interviewed me for the book and we continue to exchange e-mails, there’s a lot in her account I don’t really recognise. And this is even...

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Hallelujah Ch 08

Morning intrudes once more, this time via the sunlight streaming through my curtains. That seems to be enough. Laying around is just weak-willed defiance, now, I’m awake. I groan my way to the bathroom. I piss in the toilet like a big boy, now, because I have a roomie. It’s early. Has to be. But then, I often wake with the sun after a night of hard drinking. Maybe it’s my body’s way of returning the harassment I heaped upon it the night before. Or maybe part of me is just happy to still be...

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Hallelujah Ch 01

Note: There really is a Blackbird studios in Nashville, and I used it (or my memory thereof) for much of the physical description of the studio here. However, the characters I placed within it are in no way representative of the people who actually work(ed) there, and are in fact partially inspired by individuals I met at an entirely different time and place. ‘I remember,’ says August Cooper, the weathered lines of his face framing a red-rimmed stare. His lips are pulled back a little,...

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Crystal Passion Ch 03

However much I admired Crystal’s song-writing skills when I was playing in her band, I didn’t really dwell much on the meaning of her lyrics. Certainly not with the intense attention to detail as Polly Tarantella. She quotes from Crystal Passion’s lyrics as if it was poetry and uncovered depths of meaning in them that had never occurred to me. I suppose it’s natural to think you might glean everything about Crystal’s philosophy of life from her lyrics, especially since she never explicitly...

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Crystal Passion Ch 14

Both Crystal’s and Judy’s parents preferred that their daughters be buried rather than cremated so the final moments of the funeral weren’t of two coffins sliding inside a furnace and being incinerated. Instead a procession of hearses snaked out of the funeral home and wound through the roads and avenues of Rock Hill to Crystal’s final resting place at the Forest Hills Cemetery. I was a mess of sorrow and tears during the whole drive. The brief respite I’d had from my grief by the need to...

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Rolling With the Punches Ch 01

Ch. 1 You Miss 100% of the Shots You Don’t Take As I turned the shower off I dreaded coming out. I hate December, its too cold, always has been too cold. As I wiped the steam off the mirror all I could do is stare. It was one thing after another lately and today everything was to come to a breaking point. Today was the day I had to confront her, for what was to be our last meeting. Three months to the day earlier my fiancé and mate for the past 7 years decided to walk out on me. She had found...

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Washing the Goddesses Hair

Thanks to my Editors – Gandalf4217 & Fuzzywuzzy It was nearly 3AM in the morning, and from the sound of the fighting going on next door, I wouldn’t be getting any sleep soon, so I got out of bed, got dressed and went back downstairs to the piano in the small bar area. If the past was any experience, I’d find out what was going on quite soon enough. Sure enough ten minutes later, she came downstairs into the semi-darkened empty bar where I was playing, pulled up a bar stool next to the piano...

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Summer Romance Never Forgotten 06

Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. There are no minor characters in this story. All characters are over the age of 18-years-old. * Looking into the past, Robert finds the future. He finally finds Emma. Having just met her on the beach, he was tongue-tied by her beauty. Even with her just wearing her blue bikini and a pair of flip flops, she looked like she came from money. In the way she carried herself, he could tell that she was rich. Someone who looked like her had to...

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Sylvia

All rights reserved, 2012. Her name was changed to protect the confidence of the title character. Summer, 1975 It seemed less an invitation than a summons. ‘Students matriculating in the national Medical Scientist Training Program will convene at the Given Institute in Aspen, Colorado for four days of meetings with leading biomedical investigators. Please contact the dean’s office for your travel and lodging information.’ The NIH had forecast a shortage of physician-scientists capable of...

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Open Sores

(c) 2005 by Penelope Street ‘For better or for worse, in sickness and in health.’ Hearing the minister say the words, I cringed, then closed my eyes while the groom repeated them. I’d promised myself I wouldn’t cry, especially standing in my friend’s bridal party, but I had forgotten about that particular line in the wedding vows. The realisation that no man would likely ever take me for better or worse, and certainly not in sickness and in health, found my little heart where I tried to keep...

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I Knew Ch 04

Jeremy had picked Lisa up from the hospital and they had gone back to her place so she could pack some clothes and essentials so stay at Jeremy’s. The doctor had said they she didn’t know how long it would be until Lisa would be allowed to actually go home it could be weeks or months, it all depended on her recovery. Doctor Stevens believed the therapy process would take a while. ‘Nice place,’ Jeremy commented. ‘Yeah it’s nice, just right for me I guess,’ Lisa blushed, as realised she had...

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Marty the Midget s Erotic Christmas

Chapter 1 His little digits blindly searched for the snooze button of his alarm clock. The Beatles, ‘Yellow Submarine’ was quickly cut off as Marty flicked the button down. His arm wriggled back under the covers like a worm running from the sun. He was hoping to go another round of nine minutes of sleep. It was his third failed effort to shake off the cobwebs, and he was not eager to rise out of bed just yet. Now he laid there half in and half out of dreams. It was inevitable that he had to...

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Memoir of a Young Mistress Pt 02

Emily cycled through all her MySpace friends’ pages, as well as the ones Ted operated. There were still no videos from the morning worship service. ‘Ted.’ She called him that in her head and it was fine, but she didn’t have the nerve to do it at church, so he was always ‘Mister Ted’ in public. It’s not that she didn’t want to, but she thought it was too familiar. Most of the other girls called him Ted, but she couldn’t bring herself to cross that line, not yet anyway. Kayla’s page was full of...

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Remember That Night

Introduction: This is a story, with a little bit of sex in it, so if youre after a bonk-fest look elsewhere. I hope that you enjoy it though, should you bother to read it. Remember That Night&hellip,&hellip,. I remember that night, the first time I met him. The older lady said. The younger woman sitting alongside cocked her head to one side, and listened intently. I had taken a sabbatical from my university studies, and gone travelling. She continued Unheard of at the time, but the idea of a...

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A Most Unwanted Present

Here’s my entry into the Winter Holidays Contest, albeit there’s not too much mention of the holiday season in it. Not until the end anyway. I didn’t intend it to be that way when I started, but the thing grew legs and wandered off and went where it wanted. In this one a middle-aged man is seduced by a twenty-something hottie. But the trouble is she’s also a married woman. He tries to resist but is too weak and can’t manage to find the strength to deny him, and her it seems, the pleasure. ...

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Gonna Sell The Bitch s Car Ch 03

A short letter to my readers. First, I need to apologize. Real life got in the way of this story. First my wife had a life threatening accident. Then a sibling collapsed and was on a death watch for a while. He’s better now, but not out of the woods yet. Then my wife had another accident, not life threatening but very painful. Happily, she’s on the road to a full recovery. And the dog ate my homework. Seriously, when you spend as much time in emergency rooms and intensive care unit waiting...

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My Father in Law Ch 1

He was 22 and I was 17 when we first met. He was the kindest and gentlest person I had ever met. Three weeks after my 18th birthday, Steven and I set up house together. It was a three bedroom house with a large yard and a small nursery room next to the master bedroom. ‘A place for our children to run and play,’ Steven had said when he showed me our new home. ‘Not until I get a ring on my finger,’ I replied back to him. He wrapped his arms around me and held me close. ‘I love you Arna...

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Not My Type Felicity Ch 03

After the mountains of food were demolished and the clean-up completed, Joe, Adam and Matt got to the business of building a campfire on the beach. They had a blaze going by sunset. Rhi tucked Sophie into bed and with the baby monitor nestled next to her in the sand, the bunch of us sat around the fire, laughing and telling stories. For the most part I kept quiet, content to listen to everyone recount the events of their week. The conversation drifted to tales about the Tanners as children and...

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Summer of Love

* Part One * It was 1969, and I was just then 19, out of high school and free for a summer, before having to face college. And what a summer it was. The summer of love. Crosby, Stills, and Nash filled the space in my room with songs of love, and hopes of peace. The walls covered with the likes of The Beatles, The Who, and Led Zeppelin. It was about four O’clock on a Friday afternoon, and I was packing my bag to go on a long road trip with three other of my closest friends, Jonny, Nate, and...

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Summer in Maine Ch 04

Thank you all for the comments. My apologies to the ‘too many smirks’ commenter, there are five of them in this story. ,) The next morning I grabbed breakfast at a local coffee shop, and called home. Mom asked how things were going, and I said that they were going better than expected and I’d catch her up when I got back. I didn’t tell her any more than that, but it was the complete truth. I still couldn’t believe that things had gone so well. I looked into some after dinner entertainment...

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No Second Acts

Freedom Summer, they called it, the summer when three civil rights workers were murdered by a mob of Ku Klux Klansmen. It was the summer after The Beatles splashed on to the American cultural scene and the summer of the ’64 New York World’s Fair. It was the summer when Congress passed the Gulf of Tonkin Resolution, and and the summer before Lyndon Johnson’s landslide victory over Barry Goldwater. It was also the summer of the first decade where just about nobody in the USA got polio anymore,...

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Midnight Ch 06

CHAPTER SIX I hadn’t seen it, but Allison had watched me leave. Then she’d thrown her own trowel down in disgust and, ignoring Luke, followed me to the minibus. She said, ‘You need to tell Dr Smethwick. You shouldn’t just let Luke get away with this shit!’ ‘That’d feel like running to teacher. I’m supposed to be a fucking adult.’ ‘Rubbish! Dr Smethwick’s your boyf­- your boss. If you can’t go to him, then who?’ ‘I can’t. I just don’t know what to do. Back home, it wouldn’t be a problem, I...

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A Different Way of Life

Sam Jenkins was a different child. He was smart, heck he was genius level smart with an IQ that tested at 180 when he was a freshman in high school. His parents were unrepentant 1960’s style hippies who had made it good. They were well educated and had great jobs but their life philosophy embraced many of the beliefs the ‘flower children’ of the 1960’s spouted. This was, perhaps, normal considering they had grown up in that decade. They had both been in love with the Beatles music as well as...

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Cole and Ellen Do Spring Break

Being yesterday’s hero took some getting used to. Cole Reynolds was no longer the star quarterback. No, at the tender age of eighteen, he was a has-been, already looking back with nostalgia at those thrilling Friday nights on the gridiron, sharing the heat of battle with his loyal teammates, cheered on by his adoring fans. But life goes on, and for him that meant getting through his last semester at Damascus High, applying for college and keeping himself in shape to perhaps play college ball....

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Don t You Need Somebody To Love

A romance by Calibeachgirl dedicated to all the veterans All rights reserved, 2012 Thanks to my copy editor estragon, a graduate of the United States Army, Vietnam, class of 1969. Saturday, February 15, 1969 Angelina put her few flowers on the grave and braced herself against the rainy cold wind. He had died on Valentine’s Day, destroying the holiday for her but it didn’t matter, she had avoided any chance of a new romance. After the second year, her friends began a concerted effort to find...

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Another Addicted Story ch 6 8

Introduction: Eddie Spedman thought he was living the American Dream, owned his own business and married to his highschool sweetheart with two wonderful kids. Until a freak event made him realize that he was living the American Nightmare. However that freak event also gave him something he didnt believe in, Sex Slaves This isnt my story, however I enjoyed it so much I wanted to share it. It has 24 chapters and you can find it on storiesonline. If you dont like any of the themes, you dont have...

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Prisoner of Love

Introduction: Sometimes love doesnt die Ive had a lot of firsts in my life we all have. I think back upon some of them, even now. The first time I rode my bike without training wheels, the first fish I caught, my first home run, and my first dog. I remember the first time I came after a good wank. Jesus, I thought I had damaged something. I remember the first time I got to second base with a girl Emily Green. Her tits felt like velvet. I got so hard so fast that I came in my pants. Needless...

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Mother May I

When Nick opened the door, he was greeted by the most lovely blonde he’d ever seen. She was in her early thirties, had a pleasant smile, and a large, protruding belly underneath her green satin shirt. Nick dropped his gaze to her stomach and silently sucked in his breath. ‘Hi ya,’ she said in a pleasantly soft British accent. She was English! His heart skipped a bit. ‘Hi.’ Quickly remembering his manners, he offered his hand to her. ‘I’m Georgina.’ ‘I’m Nick.’ Georgina happily shook his hand....

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Kiss me

Hi my name is Opal Hydrangea Ho.  Are you done smirking?  My friends call me H2O.  Come on get it over with.  My friends say that I have a personality like a Chameleon, fitting to my namesake opals which display different colors when viewed from different directions. Anyway my Dad is a Gemologist, and my Mom is a Horticulturist they are Americanized Chinese.  My grandparents came to America when they were 12.  My grandpa was 25 and grandma was 22 when they got married, my Dad was 21 and my Mom...

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NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN rewrite

Introduction: This is a repost of my first story to correct the technical difficulty I encountered in my first post. NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN The room was dark except for one small lamp on her desk more like an over size nightlight. Which cast small white streaks into the blackness. Sitting on her bed with the keyboard in her lap. Gray shadows cascaded from the screen. She was searching for a TV show that she had just read about. A small moan came from the next room, But she didnt hear it at...

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P90SEX adventures part 2A

The P90SEX Adventures Part #2A What an experience, last night was simply incredible! Who’d have known that this type of thing happened behind the closed doors of none other than the Penthouse suite of a reputable downtown hotel? Such beautiful views from both the inside and out! Allie and I laid in our own bed back in our hotel room, not saying a word. We had spent a lot of energy last night and were taking the time to rejuvenate and enjoy each other’s company. She felt so good lying...

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Two Worlds Collide part 2

The girls turned onto Amber’s street, still hand in hand, side by side. Amber led Hanna through the doors of a two story apartment building, and up the stairs to the second floor. They walked to the left, coming to a halt in front of apartment 2B. Hanna started to let go of Amber’s hand. ‘It’s okay, my Dad doesn’t care. He’s most likely drunk anyway.’ Amber said as she grabbed Hanna’s hand, holding it again, tighter than she had been holding it. Hanna didn’t know what to say. Amber unlocked the...

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The Summer of Discontent

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The Birthday Girl

Introduction: A CAW6 entry: unrequited love, as told from the point of view of a member of the opposite sex. What the hell? This is MY home, and I should be able to do whatever the fuck I want to do in it! Its been nearly two years since I left our suburban starter house in a big hurry and bought this condo in the city, so why am I still following her rules? And, believe me, there were lots of them. Heaven forbid the spice jars werent lined up in alphabetical order- she would act like that...

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