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Suddenly, taboo If you’re a fairly good-looking guy with a pleasing personality, good at chatting up ladies and move around a lot, finding yourself in the right places at the right times you will have your instances of sex when least expected; that is expected
Mandy had been my best friend for about 6 months. Actually since my fiance and I split. One after noon she called me, she always knew when I was upset. I quickly answered the phone
Fbailey story number 490 The Neighbor Computer Tech She was crying when she knocked on my door. I recognized her as the woman from next door so I opened my door and invited her in



My first sexual experience happened when I was a group leader at a pioneer camp. All group leaders were friendly and I had a relation with Olga from another group. This freshman was slim, long-legged with wavy hair to her slender shoulders


ecoming Daddy's Little Halloween Princess I was always envious of the pretty, sexy silky clothes my three older sisters got to wear, and even during early childhood found the laundry hamper to be my favorite play pen as I could wallow in the feel and smells of their discarded intimate underthings
School Life by Amsterdamnson I was walking down the normal route to my school. High school was always a drag, and I thought I went through my classes pretty well. I clearly couldn't wait to get back to school and start another boring day



Chapter 28 Morning dawned cool and clear, no sign of rain yet. I stretched mightily, rolling onto my back and contemplating the palm trees. Birds were whizzing around already, calling to each other loudly
Farah is my step-sister. My mother married her dad even before we could remember so she was by law and in my mind my full-blooded sister. I got adopted by dad so we even have the same last name which adds to the validity of our kinship


The Greenleaf Adult Bookstore Hi, my name is Stephanie, I’m 38 years old, and I’m the mother of an 18-year-old daughter, her name is Katie. And I have never been married. I don't even know who the father is


My girlfriend and I have just moved from our flat into a semi-detached house. The house is great. Our long garden has a summer house at the bottom, and it was while I was clearing it up that this incident happened
Sue was dressed in long black boots over tight black pants with a white, silky blouse. Her long, slim legs were heightened by the heels of her boots, her tight bum was beautifully presented to view by the tight pants and her long nipples were clearly visible through the silky blouse



It was an agonizing year and two months that she hasn’t seen Jake. He was deployed and wouldn’t be home for another week. He was supposed to be home two months ago but something happened making Jake and her brother stay. She hoped they were ok
Fbailey story number 480 Deer Hunting It was the first day of deer hunting and I was sitting in my tree stand. It was a very nice tree stand up about twelve feet, partially enclosed, and carpeted


I remember a story that happened to me way back in my high school days. I grew up on the East coast in the Pennsylvania area. Back in the sixties when I was in high school there was not a heck of a lot to do in a small town. Drinking beer and trying to look cool were the norm
Prologue A rare find, that beautiful crimson hair. That color was usually the result of cheap dye and a childish personality, desperate to prove individuality by opposing normality