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The most annoying sound he could think of woke him from a sound sleep. The alarm siren on Martin’s phone told him it was Saturday and he had to get up for work



Chapter 1 Candi’s Quandary Sex can be kind of frustrating for a girl like me. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love sex. It’s just that I have this little problem--my holes get jealous. What one has, the others want



Fbailey story number 821 Swim Coaches I was the male swim coach and Emily was the female swim coach. We each had a fairly good team of ten swimmers each. They were pretty well distributed between the ninth through the twelfth grades



Jane woke up friday morning, full of the joys of spring, still glowing from the mind blowing sex the previous night. Her ass and pussy aching, but in a nice contented way, not like before. Her breasts and nipples hardly sore at all
Katie was returning her friend’s red Pontiac Sunfire convertible who lived in the town over. It was a hot, clear summer evening, and the sun was nearly setting as Katie traveled down the dark rural highway. Her silky-smooth, shoulder length brown hair waved in the cooling breeze
I had just stopped for dinner at a truck stop and walked back out to my rig. I had fired the truck up and turned the air on high. Just the 200 yard walk from the truck stop to my truck had me soaked in sweat. It was 100 or above in the shade that day
Adam and Ally had been driving all day after having taken the ferry the night before and were exhausted. They had taken turns driving and when Adam was in the passenger's seat he would slide his hands up Ally's legs and slip them under her skirt and pull her panties to the side
PLAYTIME – CHAPTER XXVIII – SLUTS ‘R US ANTICIPATION When Kelly heard from Mary about the trip to Central City gloryhole, she jumped. Literally.
Fbailey story number 756 AUTHOR’S NOTE: I almost never write a story longer than one part. I have had many requests over the years to do so. This may be my only time and as far as I’m concerned each part will be a standalone story



Sara’s Protective Dad part 9 Early in the morning I wake just before dawn, the eastern sky hasn’t lost any of its darkness. I lie there surrounded by my four lovers, worrying what today will bring. In three more hours Sara has an appointment with a new doctor



The Shooting Gallery By Epheles "Dammit!", Sam shouted in frustration. She slammed the rifle on the table and stepped away from the cute blonde that had been eating her out for the duration of the game, adding further difficulty to winning it
They say sex is just a part of life, and, well, it is. Every human being has sexual urges that must be taken care of. Some of us are just a little more willing to do different things to get off. When we hit puberty we start to feel these urges and become more aware of our bodies



Prelude My wife and daughter passed away in a horrible car accident 10 years ago. They were driving to come pick me up from the airport as I had just gotten back home from a month long excursion to Ireland to work on a computer programming project a business there needed done



Fatima grabs her gym bag and makes a beeline for the front door, hoping if she passed by the kitchen quickly enough, her mother might not see her. She's almost made it to the door when she hears her mother's voice calling her name



I waved good-bye and watched my mom and dad drive away. As soon as they were out of sight, I pulled a cigarette from my purse and lit it. About a year and a half ago, my parents had decided that they needed a weekend away with no kids