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Note to the reader: In this diary I will tell the true stories of my sexual encounters that have come about thanks to the internet. Some more precise details such as names and places will be left out to protect mine and others' privacy, and also because they don't matter
Part 8. Authors note: This part is about Jenny while Lori was being fucked in the previous part. Lori and John had left, knowing what was gonna happen between the two of them. She got up walked over to her dad, George and whispered in his ear. “I want you daddy, here and now..


My sister Shadow Lynn Parker died just six months ago today. I coped with the fact that she is gone and now reading her work once again. I hope you enjoy this one. Dont forget look for her new book released just before her untimely death. "The Unleashing of Sara Miller" Thanks



arch Chapter Five: Twin Sister Seduced into Incestuous Power By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Deidre Icke trembled as she knelt before her son, offering herself up as a sacrifice to buy time to allow more people of the Institute to evacuate



In the morning I was woke much earlier than usual and Grandpa took me straight to the track to get my exercise in for the day. After breakfast, I was cleaned, plugged with the 7” plug and dressed in a sheer blue fitted sundress much like the ones Mother wore at home



Early that morning, Kurt woke up to his alarm. He took a long hot shower, then enjoyed a croissant and some fruit for breakfast before heading down the basement stairs. From atop the stairs, he could already hear the vibrator humming


i'm John. I've always wanted something to do with my life i found that something when i discovered that i had an amazing gift it all started one night when i was in my bed trying to sleep when all of a sudden i was in a big arena filled with god-like creatures all around me
My first true bi experience is still one of my hottest memories. I say "first true experience" because it was the first real bisexual thing I'd been involved in


The ride back was pretty intense. We had chosen the Skipper's trail to go down. It was probably a little too advanced for me. Paul had the time of his life launching himself down vertical drops. Whereas I was a little more circumspect. Perhaps a metaphor that summed us up perfectly
Ms. Baker was not exactly what anyone would call smoking hot. None of the boys ever thought of her in any other way other then just another teacher, but I was different she was just wonderful



(The sequel to Spring Break Broke My Heart) By rutger5 (An Original Story - Copyright 2012) My bleary eyes stared at the computer screen as I watched some Asian girl expertly sucking some guy’s cock
Jamal stood outside the Japanese soapland or bathhouse imagining what treasures awaited him inside. He took a glance at the myriad of Japanese people walking by him, taking a second look at the slight figured women who looked back with a mixed expression of fear and curiosity
Sister’s Initiation By Stifflittlepoints Before I begin, I want to be honest and share that I desperately want to be a part of my sister’s club. I know that term is dated, but I can’t think of any other term that would fit that group
Becka scampered out from under me, grabbed her clothes off the floor and dove into bed, yanking the covers over her head. The footsteps stopped outside the door. Then I heard muffled talking



My bosses always ask me, Walter how do you do it? How do you do those 7+ hour flights with such a short staff? I always say, “Time flies when you’re having fun” and people always laugh and move on, not wanting to talk me out of my cheap labor