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Franks Wife part 3, Sue helps out her friend, Cindy. Story by: SindyxSin AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a continuing sexual story. It may have some rough sex and should not be read by people not into that type of sex

"Are you kidding me?" i said angrily. "what, she's just a friend babe chill" lloyd said. " well at least if you're cheating on me, don't have some bitch call my cell phone asking for you." i said

This is my first story ever that I'm publishing. I've been lurking around here for some years already but just now I found the right inspiration. This was supposed to be little test how the audience reacts to my text but I think it got little bit out of hand

First of all, I'm not the best writer, so please forgive me if this isn't written much like a "story" with a lot of dialogue, but more descriptions of my experiences. Still, I hope you enjoy reading about them

It’s been 2 days since I (Mark) fucked Dana and my dick is still thinking about her. Her pussy felt so warm and good that I just have to figure out another way to get to that wet moist snapper pussy. It’s like 8am in the morning and I had today off

There was a flash of lightning and a loud burst of thunder shortly after. Maci turned on the news; it was nothing to be worried about, just a small thunderstorm. She got up and turned off the tv and headed back to bed. On the way back, she noticed something wasn't right

I've been lying awake for the last 3 hours. Nothing I do will send me to sleep, counting sheep? I got to 241 sheep before I realised I was wasting my time. Listening to music? Just made me more awake. Have a wank? Yep, 4 times. In the space of an hour

~MUST BE VERY SUBMISSIVE. By that I mean a slave must do exactly as they're told. They are not in charge, they are owned and should act as such. ~MUST HAVE CAMERAPHONE. The purpose of a slave is for them to pleasure their master/mistress

My name is Jake, I am a 31 year old man. I am married to my wife Leticia, she is 19. I don't think I'm really 'in love' with my wife, but she is very attractive, petite, and is my dream girl in the physical sense

“Speech” ‘Thought <SECTION ONE> “Sorry Hinata, but if you can’t pay your rent soon you’re gonna be evicted.” This was turning out to be a very bad day

9:38 – He arrived into the kitchen with the usual swagger that was to be expected with a boy who had turned 18. If I didn’t know any better he’d just gone and banged another girl in the bedroom. I gave my boyfriend, who was standing next to me, a look. He laughed

“I want to be your slave sir.” The girl standing on my front porch said her eyes were wide and she looked a little afraid. I smiled at her to try and put her at ease before inviting her in so she could sit while I decided what to do with this situation

During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure

Thanks so much for keeping up with this story and dealing with my mistakes and typos with grace. My goal is to write up at least one new part for each week, I would like to do one every other day but my time has become limited of late with trying to graduate

Growing up as a horny, young, confused Aussie guy, I didn't have anyone to ask about sex or to teach me about sex. There was lots of fumbling around in the dark, figuratively and literally as I explored my sexuality

Hi there, dear readers. Today I've decided it's about fucking time that I get around to uploading one of my stories. If you like, feedback would be appreciated. If you don't like feedback would still be appreciated

Ronja frowned as she tried to concentrate on her math book. It did not work well, her nervousness about the upcoming exam kept intruding on her study focus

"Oh Richard! OH RICHARD! FUCK ME RICHARD! OH GOD MMM FUCK MY TWAT!" My eyes opened wide. Stuck, frozen in midnight slumber to be awakened by what? What else? More fucking. I could hear my mother's body hitting the wall above my bed

Just a short story I'm trying out, if it's liked, I'll write a few more parts to it. As always, constructive criticism welcome. If you find out mistakes, point them out and I'll try to fix them. Thank you, enjoy

Tony felt happier than he had ever been. The song of the birds was sweeter. The touch of the wind made his senses come alive. The grass was greener. Even the girls were prettier, though seeing them only made him want Manjula more. They say that oral sex is not sex, but it is