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It was Friday night at 7:30 when Max's car drove up to my house. I was dressed in the sexiest lingerie I could find at Victoria's Secret, a red lace bra, red lace panties, red lace long socks and a sheer cover up. I walked up to the Escalade and sat on Max's lap


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True Story - My name is Sam. Me and Andy have been friends for almost our whole life's and up to that point we had never even though about each other in a sexual way



Laci's Awakening Part 1 I felt a stinging of light shining in my eyes. So I opened them. A group of about 8 doctors in lab coats, 6 male, 2 female, greeted me. Or rather, they stared at me as they scribbled in their notebooks. I opened my mouth to speak, but I made no sound



Once upon a time, there was a woman called Megan. Was? Well she's not so much a woman as a cock serving harlot now. and this story is about how man-kind made her realize her true calling. This Megan, as she was called back then, had two special qualities



George stood at the door, fidgeting and waiting for Annette to answer my knock. I was thinking of the conversation that we had on the phone. I knew she had been without sex for a while. And that she had been thinking about having me inside her ever sense our last meeting



Hey guys/gals, More reluctance and rape type scenarios in this one – I’m really into that kind of thing so let me know what you think. Also I removed the monsters cause it bordered on bestiality in my mind, it’s not something I enjoy writing about



Hey everyone, I'm going to start casually uploading stories again, starting with this one about my best friend. This will have multiple parts. Anonyboi ----- "God damn he's so cute." I thought to myself



Author's Note 1:These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy
Dumb disclaimers that are basically copy and pasted from the previous chapter. Of course, everyone in this story that engages in sexual activity is 18 yrs of age or older
I'd always thought I was a little different, always being very horny all the time and thinking of both sexes in my imagination. I got through high school with all its pleasures and sites by masturbating atleast once a day, and by the time i was in grade 10.. i was a pro



A Teenage Escort. Part 1. The Training My family was fairly poor, no, really poor. As a child through high school I was teased about my clothes, shoes, everything other kids had that were nicer. By the time I got to 10th grade at 16 years old I was sick of it
This story, was writtem by Rubee01, and published in "Gromet's Plaza" and is posted here with his permission Hi ! I am Little Tommy. I used to be Tom, but all that has changed



Emily smiled as her house came into view. It had been a difficult couple of weeks, but today had been the best day since the big night - and she hoped it would only get better



Just Friends 2: A Wii Bit of Encouragement It has been a couple of a days since I've seen Xavier last. I guess I've been feeling some good old fashioned Catholic guilt. After all, he was my friend's ex-boyfriend