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Six-Mile High Club chapter 1 Michael looked in the bathroom mirror. He had just turned thirty-two in January, but due to a hectic work schedule of sixty plus hours a week, he felt twice as old
“Hello” I said as I answered the phone on the third ring. “Hello lover” I heard Helen’s soft, sexy voice purr into the phone. “Hi sweetheart, how are you doing today?” I asked, my cock starting to get hard just at the sound of her voice. “Better now that I know you’re alone
Author’s Note: Fictional former Playboy Playmates. All sisters. I wanted them to have two stories. In their first, they are all about black cock. In their second, it’s their sons. This will separate the themes a bit better
The Way of the war after the War V I looked at my wife I looked at my friends wives and the only thing that came to my mind was “What the Hell is going on.” Erica looks at me “Where have you been? I thought you heard every word that was said
Authors note: I am not a writer and I am not writing a book. I simply like reading and thought I’d give this a go for fun
WATCHING YOU DANCE AT THE CLUB The club is busy. We have been there a while, have had a few drinks. Well, a lot of drinks really. U are wearing a black, sheer, mid-thigh length dress with an open back, heels. U look amazing. We r having fun with 5 guys who r watching as U dance
This story was written at the request of my new friend Roxii, who wanted to know how I thought our first encounter might go From the moment she said "why haven't you kissed me yet?", I knew I'd wipe the paint from her lips
[Had to continue due to demand. As always, I love to hear from readers. Thanks for reading.] I knew it was only a matter of time. After skirting the issue numerous times and dancing around confronting things, it was time to meet it head on
The Femdom Training Club Hello my name is Elizabeth and I would like to tell you about the Femdom Training Club that I started about 7 months ago. My husband “CUB” has been after me for years to take a dominating role in our sexual relationship
I'm in 12th grade, senior year. I'm a guy with hazelnut brown eyes and brown hair with a strong, muscular, athletic build even though some people call me a nerd. Unlike most guys, sex isn't on my mind 24/7
Late Eight By Systematic I woke up early with Sandy still in my arms. He was holding me very tightly, and he’s a sound sleeper
Alright everyone? My name is William and this is a recent story of the first time I had sex. Everyone calls me Billy, as when I was younger I joined an RPG game and I was the youngest one there, so the others called me Billy the Kid
It was another long, dreary day at work. I work for a 911 call center and had enough of the yelling and complaining from people who did not actually have emergencies. My head was pounding and my neck was at a new level of painful tension I had not previously known existed
All day I have been thinking of him. His hands on my body. Just for him to look me into my eyes and kiss me but who am I kidding, I am with my boyfriend and he is with his girlfriend. He and I can never happen. And yet here I am daydreaming all day of just his touch
Chapter 4 Acting of Lovers She just looked into my eyes with simple contentment. I flexed my still hard cock inside her and as uncomfortable now as my erection had become and painful as it was to me, her eyes opened wider with a look of surprise then bemusement
The long drive home After spending a week away from home, out of state visiting friends, I was glad to be heading home again in the morning. Before retiring for the night, I planned my wardrobe for the long drive I was to have the next day
"Get up shithead!" I'd nearly gotten up and she's already yelling at me. My first day at a new school, and this is how it starts out! My moms a drunk, she's been through rehab multiple times without recovering
Keeping it in Friends and Family Chapter 2 Now that I have one slut, it was time to see Darla. This one would be very easy to take over. Her husband is out of town a lot
Feeling giddy she looks round not sure how she got there Anna looks down at herself, gasping she sees the blue wrap around dress she threw away that morning in the hotel. Suddenly Anna realises she’s remembering the events of that night
By popular demand (well….. a couple of readers asked) I’ll submit a third chapter for this series. The first two installments were limited, pretty much, to just the widow (Linda) and myself (Don)
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