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My name is Steve and I’m 41, 5’8 tall and not in too bad shape I guess for my age. I play sport still and although not that toned I don’t quite have an expanding waist line just yet. I’m happily married to Debbie who is 38

My Dying Dark Angel I don't think she had a clue what was coming. I doubt it ever even crossed her mind that I was following her. Stupid cunt. Please, let me introduce myself. My name is Alexi. I was born in Russia but have lived in America for many years now

Well I’ve been watching my sister’s friend develop and have just always wanted to fuck her silly. Her name is Mikayla and my sister’s name is Shayna. So one night very late I and my sister’s friend were sitting talking to people on the internet

This short story is a work of fiction describing sexual acts between men and women, men and men, and women and women. If any of these are not your 'cup of tea' I recommend that you read no farther

================= Chapter 3 =================== As I rinsed my hair, the hands explored my body, I could tell they were smaller then I was used to exploring me. I felt them run down the length of my body then back up my legs, before they started massaging my ass

It was a beautiful day for Halloween Kelly Ripa thought as she looked out her front door. Costumed creatures were running all over her neighborhood getting their candy. Kelly was dressed in a sexy cheerleader outfit holding a bowl of candy for visitors

WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story

She arrived at the address at bit early. She saw Hank and Sam sitting in a car, watching. They were clearly checking if she would come. She came to the door and knocked. --- "What can I do for you, miss?" --- said a butler at the door. --- "I was sent here

“And that,” said Ms. Archer with the slightest smirk, “is why boys are falling behind girls in every category

Pleasurable Pain I searched for my daughter for hours. She was way past her curfew of eleven o’clock. Cassandra had been real good about being home on time so we extended her curfew a week ago and that had worked out

SWEET, OLD DADDY’S BIRTHDAY He glances at me silently and calmly. I can feel it that he wishes to state something to me. I have no small idea what this will be about. We are both undressed right here on our bed—I myself lying beneath him, and he is sprawled carelessly on top of me

This story is mostly true, although, I admit that I have played it up some. Surprisingly, not by much. Names and places changed, of course, but I hope you all enjoy

Note: This is the first piece of erotica I've written in some time. I used to write a lot when I was 15 or 16 and I thought I'd give it another shot. Feedback would be appreciated. I'm thinking of doing a series of Liam fucking older women

With my job I get to go into a lot of houses and meet a lot of different people. It’s the perfect job for a single guy because there are so many beautiful women that you get to meet from young to old. I am 26 years old and a cable technician or better known as the “cable guy

Last week I had a terrible experience. I once again met a guy named Pape, a peddler senegale's, whom I met on the beach a few days At the first meeting I made ​​a blowjob to guy. Everything seemed to end well

Sleep finally came as I lie awake picturing the two of them in their new outfits. I feel asleep planning what I wanted them to do in the morning. I could hear them chattering excitedly in the kitchen as I awoke

Part one It was a golfing vacation. I was doing the golfing and my wife was along for the shopping. I love golfing and I don't know why I'm not better at it. Ever since I retired last spring I played almost every day yet I still stink. Judy, my wife, is a professional shopper

I woke about 5:30am to find Debra tucked nicely into the hollow of my arm and chest. Her head lay on my left breast and she was sleeping peacefully. I'd always woke around this time for years, my internal clock telling me to get up and urinate

Part One: Be Nice to Your Step Mom TOM “Is that the house?” I ask Mom as I pull along the curb of the quiet Des Moines cul-de-sac. Mom looks out of the passenger window and nods

Shana and Micky held hands as they fought to stay with one another against a massive sea of concert goers, all eager to get out of the stadium. People all around them were chattering loudly about how great of a show they had just seen, and they weren't wrong