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Brown Truck Man I was sitting by the pool. I had a flashback memory of my Mom giving a blow job to a brown truck delivery driver while I hid on the stairs. It all came rushing back when I saw a brown delivery truck stopping at our front door...

Chapter 1. Getting acquainted. This year hot spring days came early in Moscow and everybody was happy to leave cold temperatures in the past. It brought a surge of activity to the city and it was clearly seen. Malls were filled with shoppers...

Deep inside the cities oldest showground and racecourse complex stood a large red barn. Sometimes it held animals which were later exhibited in best of breed shows and the like, periodically held at the showground throughout the year. However, mos...

So instead, we let Kate watch Lisa’ s dog Prince copulate with me. Kate’ s ‘ failure to perform’ left her embarrassed, horny and eager to try again, but this time more privately. So, she planned to try it the next time s...

Bartholomew Thorne had died peacefully two weeks ago. The industrialist, famous county wide for his timber business had been 85. Much revered and respected he had an extended family but only one son, who buy the will of God was at present in the b...

Belittled Stephanie woke up and couldn’ t move. It wasn’ t long before she realized she was tied down. Three large leather straps ran across her chest, belly and hips and pushed her down into the mattress. Her arms and legs were fr...

Finally, it was the weekend and I could sleep in. My name is John and I’ m a senior in school. I live at home with my younger sister Gen who is a sophomore. We go to the same school and often our friends overlap as it isn’ t a very large...

I showered for the second time in less than an hour and still couldn' t get clean. My mind raced with the insanity of the evening. Nerves about the business meeting the next day had twisted my judgement. The meeting that could launch the busin...

The moment of confusion passed quickly, as I remembered collapsing in my roommate’ s bed after a powerful orgasm. I faintly remember him wiping off the mess we made and gently caressing my body as I fell asleep. He was still there, lying next...

“ Hi, Don, wanna help me get her up to her room? She passed out a couple hours ago; and yes, a couple guys fucked her. She just can’ t hold her alcohol. ” Don smiled at Joyce, his sister’ s best friend, “ We can just...

Chapter 1 I sit here reminiscing on what has happened in my life. Some bad, some good, a lot fucking great, lol. But I know one thing; There is absolutely nothing to be gained in regret. I do not regret my life at all, and I do not wish it o...

As Sammi stared out the windshield watching nothing in particular and petting Ol' Jack Joseph was driving and singing with his country and western music a practice he had that kept him awake and helped him keep his eyes on the road. He w...

As Esmerelda punched her code into the glowing screen mounted to the thick wooden door at the top of the marble flight of stairs she wondered how much it must have cost. The door, the security system, the stane work, all individually seemed more e...

. For years I fantasized about fucking my beautiful aunt Mindy. She was so sexy to me, and was always ‘ extra’ friendly. We were only 4 years apart in age. When we were younger, she would always put her arm around me, hug me tight, push...

==== Chapter Six: To be a Mоnster ==== == The Cave == The next morning, Lisa and Johanna wake up together. Lisa is glowing with happiness. The two of them lie in bed, holding hands, a...

There we were, sitting naked in our parents’ hot tub. My sister Gen was on my lap with my cock inside her pussy as far as it would go. My girlfriend Lisa was leaning on the side of the tub completely nude with my sister’ s boyfriend&rsq...

The wife did regular “ girl” visits to the big city about once a month. I found it unusual the last time she returned home, how exhausted she was and uninterested in sexual play night. She reeked of booze when she got home, completely u...

​​ The witch’ s shrill voice cut through the heavy silence of the cottage like a whip. “ On the table, ” she commanded, her long, gnarled finger jabbing toward the wooden surface. Her eyes gleamed with a hunger that made Grete...

My son turned 18, and my wife, daughter, and mother were sitting at the dinner table eating pizza. I let my son have a beer, he was smiling from cheek to cheek. Then he says, “ Dad, do you remember your 18th birthday? ” I get...

Gambling My Wife and Black Business Partner This is a story about about one of my wife' s many fantasy' s It is about a young woman who has a bad gambling habit, gets hooked, and quickly gets in over her head. This eventually leads...