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tton on her tight black trousers, she wiggled her hips to and fro, sliding the soft black fabric down her thighs, over her knees and then letting them fall to the ground, lifting one foot out of them at a time, the supple smooth skin of her toes touching the cold marble floor before resting the sole

My Friend Ted My gay relationships started three years ago.Then i was in the 9th grade.I had always participated regularly in the soccer matches.So i had thin but athletic muscular body. i had blue eyes,short curly hair and cheeks with dimples which attraccted many gals

1. We stand outside the house, altogether there’s six of us, me and five of my nest. I look around at my people, “you all remember the plan?” I ask not bothering to keep my voice too quiet as I can hear the rapid thump of drum n bass from within the house

“Yes, I have an appointment for tomorrow at 12; I was wondering if there was any way I could have that earlier?” “I’m sorry sir but we are fully booked for the morning

This account is directly after my tale of Alison's journey, and because it has been too long telling it of one day in the South of France, I have divided it into 2 chapters, but both related

The inside of my thigh was damp and sticky, where I had oozed so much pre-cum inside my own pyjamas. The stuff was everywhere and Michael, meanwhile, had just rolled onto his stomach, on top of a load of his own spurting cum that had fallen on the sheets

MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY PART - 14 ENJOYING MARRIED LIFE I am among one of the luckiest female who is enjoying a very very happy, very satisfying and a beautiful sex life. I was enjoying it before my marriage and I am enjoying it more after the marriage

I wrapped the somewhat small towel around myself and walked out of the en suite bathroom, and back into the bedroom. My long, red hair, still damp, dripped down my back and my long legs felt smooth and silky

This is a story submitted by one of the members. If the travel restrictions weren't in place, he and I were trying to organize for me to be in Whistler with him when this happened. Maybe next year

Ashley was beautiful but didn't know it. Her brunette hair reached her slim waist and her wide hips followed with her plump ass, that bounced naturally as she walked. She was ashamed of it and wished she was like the other slender hipped girls

Well your aware of my injury, from that dastardly husband of Mary's. I had time off work from that assault, so naturally, I receive phone calls asking about my health from friends and family

The darkness is penetrating, like being submerged in a swimming pool full of ink. It seems to fill up the pores on the skin. The brain can hardly register the complete lack of information the eyes have to offer

Happy Valentine's Day, My Love, Let me tell you how I love you. I love, worship, and adore you with all my heart and soul. I love watching men watching you. It fills me with pride. I watch their eyes dip down your blouse, lighting up as they gaze upon your breasts

It all started on the first day of school for my Senior year. Unfortunetly my parents go a divorce, and my dad got custody, so i had to move since he did

It all started when I asked my brother, Ryan, a simple question: Am I pretty? You see, my name is Amber, I'm fifteen and a half, and have never had a serious boyfriend. Guys don't seem to hit on me or even flirt. My friends tell me I'm cute, but they're girls. I need a guy's opinion

I don’t usually write Doll Stories and this is slightly different than most of that genre. It is very mild sexually, and is more of a sci-fi story with sexual overtones and a standard Technician twist at the end

The fog had rolled in thick earlier that morning but cleared out into a pleasant afternoon on the central west coast, with a low sun spreading a soft array of dim yellow stars falling faintly like snowflakes, shattering through the forestry surrounding the house

Copyright © 2007 by Tim King Goucher College Fiction Workshop All rights reserved An Ass Out Of You And Me By Tim King I swarmed like a hive of bees down the street to Susie’s apartment. What I had just seen was unspeakable

She studies the planes of her body in the full-length mirror, drawing her fingertips across the velvety softness of her own skin. She is radiant

She sat on my bed on the other side of the game board, knees wide, ankles crossed and tucked under her thighs, concentrating on the game. It was her move and she was moving the pieces in her mind, planning my destruction