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I first learned of the magnetism of sexual odor as an 18-year-old teenager. In school, I was always more cerebral than athletic. Consequently, I participated in science and debate clubs instead of sports. Reserved and shy, I was not popular with the girls



Let me start with some background info. My name is Jacob, and I'm a 16 year old high school student. I am 5'8 with an athletic build. Let's start the story. (THIS IS A TRUE STORY) I woke up at 6:45 AM with only one thing on my mind: the PE teacher assistant
The Convent IV Life was back to normal at the convent or at least normal as I knew it



Deep and Lovely dark - Chapter 4 Out in the country side, in a mansion in the woods live Eckhart. He was a tall 6ft man. He had short cut hair with a boxers build. He was staring at a series of pictures on the wall. Each picture was of a man and each one had a red cross over it
My girlfriend’s sister was staying with us since her husband was deployed for a couple of months. She was cute 5’4” and carrying a few extra pounds after having two kids. Still nice B-cups though, I love small breasts


The self defense lessons almost paid off for my sister-in-law. When I told her that all she needed was a good hard fucking, and I was going to give her one, she dropped the plastic bowl and wheeled around
It’s only Tuesday after my date with Robin and my wake up sex with Dia. I keep telling myself shit will be fine but women are possessive and it took Robin and I a while to even get to this point. Now however it’s fucked, add to that I’m did to Richard what Richard did to me last year
*************** This is my first attempt to write a story, not only on this site but in general. The characters as well as some events are based on real life experiences, but many things are fictional additions
The first moments of his existence happened so abruptly, just being alive was an overwhelming sensation in itself. He felt a cold hard slab under his squishy body, it was uncomfortable and his rubbery flesh clung to its surface
or turn on them? What will Water’s Demesne be like now that Varun is no longer controlling the surf? = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 08 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Whose Side are You On? “Shelly, Jessica, wake up!” Years of training and instinct kicked in



DISCLAIMER #1: All sexual acts in this story occur between adults over the age of 18. DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, black mail, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read



Chapter Two: The drive to the health club was nerve-racking, to say the least. The rain was coming down faster than the wipers could keep it clear of the windshield. The rush hour had started, and the freeway traffic was beginning to slow


Hello, I would like to tell you my story, but first I have to introduce myself. My name is Mandy, I'm a 18 year old white girl and a senior in my school and very good at basketball. I made all state last year, and already have colleges looking at me
Uncles and aunts, and brothers and sisters all gathered at the homeplace later for a dinner and a reunion of sorts. I got into a conversation with a nephew I had never met before, Jeff, who lived in a city a few hours away from my home



Chapter 7 Rob yawned, and rolled over to the increasingly-familiar sight of his older sister’s tattoo-covered boobs, and pierced nipples