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I kept experimenting over the following week or so, having lots of sex, with both boys and girls, but picking my partners carefully. I knew how badly it could end, so I made sure I was in charge of everything, and none of them made a move unless I knew about it



Chapter 18 Another day in paradise…. I woke at the raucous call of some jungle bird, momentarily confused at the scenery around me. I had gotten used to waking up on the beach, and the dense trees surrounding me left me nonplussed for a moment
MOTHER AND DAUGHTER 2 - SISTER'S ORDEAL Rhonda couldn’t believe this was happening. She and her two daughters had been taken captive by at least one, possibly two sadistic rapists



Copyright 2019 by tcs1963 All Rights Reserved "Taking Advantage" by tcs1963 Tommy lay there butt ass naked in a strange house on the sofa, between two very large men who were also naked, with their hard cocks sticking straight up into the air



While Joseph was focused on driving and delivering his load on time, Sammi got him talking more about himself, what it was like being married and having two sons. Once he got to sharing stories there was pretty steady conversation and Joseph seemed to really enjoy reminiscing



**Frank Bradley is a single father who works long hours to keep Ball n' Holes, a part miniature golf and Bowling alley hangout in business
Kelly’s Awakening – Part Four Once again, as with the previous parts, I’d recommend reading the first few stories so that this one makes more sense to you! For those of you that just want to read one story, or if you’re returning to this series, here’s a quick recap from the last story



Night Shift Sissy I could never understand why my coworkers always balked at working nights. Every shift I took, I got more done in a few hours than I ever did while trying to concentrate with the distractions of the full office going about their own business



WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental



Alison and I are at a café one summer afternoon, sipping on iced mochas under a patio umbrella. “Are you going?” Alison asks. “Sure, why wouldn’t I go,” I reply. “Well, Elaine might be there,” she says. “It’s okay. I’m over it,” I tell her



The polished dancefloors reflected the images of the thrashing teens, a mess of organized flailing limbs and phermones. The overpowering aroma of aftershave, perfume, sweat and alcohol hung thick in the air



Working in the robotics division of a major software manufacturer had its boring days, but it also had its perks. Today was going to be a perk day plus more. I had been approached by three leading scientists to assist in an android experiment



The next day was bright and sunny. I managed to sleep in despite the multiple people moving about early in the morning. I always made it a habit to sleep late on weekends and get up extra early during the week
Ex-Daughter Grown Up, Part 2, Taking Care (Introduction: Part 1 of this story can be found as Part 7 of Mother-in-Law Sex, but that has begun this new series..
As Helen slowly walked down the seemingly endless corridor, it would be the smell of floor polish that she would remember most. That and the sunlight playing on the oaken panelled walls from the high windows. At the far end of the corridor was a single door