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A smirk on my face, I leant back against the side of the cubicle. Her head was bobbing up and down on my cock. I grabbed her hair with my hand and forced her right down to the base. She spluttered for a few seconds, and I let her up for air

His name was Harry and he was almost sixty years old. He had a lot lo health problems and his doctor had arranged for a home health care aide. That was three months ago and in that time Harry had not showered instead he had done sponge baths

I heard the front door open and shut. I stopped the video that I was watching on my computer screen and looked at my watch. It was 2:15 am on Saturday morning. “Hello. How come you're still up? You're usually in bed asleep when I get home on Friday night

I was beyond fatigue when I came in from work late one night. I took a quick shower, shaved, brushed my teeth and headed to my bed. Sheila was in the bed and seemed to be sleeping soundly, but I couldn't resist cuddling up next to her

Andrew was going for his school, he usually took the metro and today was no different. It took him 45mins only to reach his station. But it seemed very long when compared to rush that happens every other day. But today was a mother of rush that too early in the morning

The repeated knocking woke me up. Was it Jayce again? I didn't need his bullshit this early in the morning. I threw the covers over and stepped out of bed, grabbed my glasses, and approached the door. "Oh, it's you." I was relieved it wasn't Jayce asking for more money

This story is entirely fictional and has been written purely for fantasy with all characters being 18+. The Last Killer Chapter 1 - The First Blood I am, to the best of my knowledge, the one and only of my kind in the world

This is bad, Chelsea thought. This is really bad. David hated it when she was late. And she was very late. And her cell-phone battery had died. And it had taken forever to find a taxi because it was pouring rain. And it was their anniversary

This isn't me. Unless you think of her as a huge exageration of me. Nor does it describe my life style. But there's been so many comments about my tits that I thought I'd write a story about a girl who really has a problem with big tits she hates so much she calls them "puddles"

Terror gripped Jessica. “Funky chicken no sauce.” Jessica said urgently into her phone. She repeated it a few times before shoving her phone back in her pocket and pulling her gun from her purse. “Get in the car and run Jessica.” Mark ordered, “Go!” “You too. Get in the car

It was the summer between my junior and senior year of high school. My parents told me that if I worked hard they would match what I earned so that I could buy my first car

Back in my school days I was always the outcast and generally got on better with the girls than the lads, though I was always boisterous, playing footy with the boys and basically the traditional teenager

A funeral home is a place for death, but in a small town outside Richmond, until one Friday night. The phone rang at a little past two and he knew what it meant. Someone was dead. He took the information and thanked god that he didn’t have to go to a house tonight

It was a Friday night in a random week; it was 23:42, and I climbed out of bed to get myself a glass of water. I walked down the stairs to the 1st floor, when I heard the muffled sound of a voice coming from my mother's bedroom

19 fucking years old and it was about time she did something for herself. Finally out of high school Indy Bel figured she needed a year to unwind

When Mike woke up he woke to Zoë’s slumbering form, her head settled gently on his chest. He felt his flaccid cock sticking to his sack, still rubbing against Zoë’s sweet pussy lips, heard her sigh contentedly and soon felt sleep retaking him

Naughty You've had a long day, wasting away at the computer as you feverishly try to finish a research paper. You rub your eyes and stretch, cracking your spine as you do so. A pair of warm, soft arms envelop you, and your body stiffens in shock. "Hey . .

“Gods should be exempt from human passions.” -Euripides, “The Bacchae” *** Eros arrived. He could already tell he had quite a mess on his hands. There were two of them, a man and a woman, both in love with the other, though neither knew it yet

I sat slumped comfortably in the couch with George lying beside me, both of us naked after hot cock sucking session we had. He laid his head on me, gently foundling my chest. I softly run my fingertips on his side down to his hip and back

Sweet Young Hallie I still can’t believe what just happened. The young woman is sound asleep, facing me, her arm over my waist. My left hand is traveling up and down her smooth, naked skin, from the auburn hair to mid-thigh