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= = = = = = = = = = Chapter 11 – Cum to Mommy = = = = = = = = = = = My rent was paid, and I'd been working my cute little ass off studying all semester. Spring break was on my mind. A little sun, relaxation and alcohol sounded really attractive



The next morning. I could smell bacon, mom was cooking. Even though she’d worked late, she still got up early to make her kids breakfast, and late last night, as expected, I’d heard her open my door to see the we were ok.. She was very motherly that way
PART 1 - SNARED She was stunning. There was no other way to describe her. Seeing her in that tiny yellow and orange bikini caused my erection to grow painful. Water dribbled down her flawless tanned skin and slim body and over those beautiful small breasts
A small petite girl she was, my dear old Melanie. At times I would watch her from behind the barn, seeing her sweet ass go up and down with every step she took. Her blonde hair flowing over her beautiful white skin, making my own heart pound with excitement and longing



Grabbing my computer and headphones, I settle under the covers, hairbrush in hand. I slowly slide my panties down until they’re around my ankles and position my brush over my clit



'How in the hell do I get myself into these things?' I asked myself. The scarves that held my wrists to the padded arms of the chair were a work of art. I couldn't move them at all but the circulation was just fine. Jenny, my wife, was a surgeon and an expert at knots



After the latest cheerleader party rendezvous, I had a lot to think about. I managed to head home from that gathering without telling Danielle about what happened


A SPECIAL BOND Long Weekend at the Lake ___________________________________ This is a work of fiction. Of fantasy. It’s called ‘My Right of Free Speech.’ If you do not approve of youngsters engaged in various sexual acts . .
It was the middle of the summer. Miguel had just woken up and thought no one was home. He woke up with a huge boner and figured he could just walk around with it thinking no one was home. Miguel is 15 6’0 and has a pretty normal teen body
"The Judgment of Sgt. J" Chapter One: “Kay‘s Demons take Shape” The first chapter will be Kay’s story of Sgt. J coming into her life. She prefers to tell me and have me write it with her approval. I sit here telling my story to the man I love



It has been about four months since Tom and Matt started sounding, and more like Matt was sounding Tom. Tom loved it, Matt not too much, but he loved doing it to Tom. But that all changed six weeks ago when Matt met Sara and the two started dating
Ronnie and Kriss walked into the shower hand in hand. As Kriss turned on the water, Ronnie set the camera up and aimed it at the shower. They both walked in and felt the warm water wash over their bodies. "Thank you Ronnie." Said Kriss as she held her friend's hand



I looked into Tim's room. There was just enough light shining through the window to outline my little sissy's chest moving up and down. He was pretty much in the same position I left him, lying on his back with his arms tied up above him. I walked over to the bed to look at my sissy



Boating Holiday A good part of this story is true and what occurred on the trip has been slightly improved. Chapter one: My name is Mike and I love my boat “Lollypop.” She’s a new Amel 64’ twin mast built in 2014 a true blue-water cruising yacht



SLUT FOR SATAN By Totally Depraved When I was in college my dad threw my big sister, Tina, out of the house. She was only 18 and he'd discovered she was doing pole dancing to pay for her university education. My dad forbade us from having any contact with Tina ever again