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On April 15,2005 I became the person I've always wanted to be. I had just arrived at my parents house for dinner and decided it was the right time to tell them. As you can imagine coming out of the closet on your sister's birthday can be a party crasher

I got up as Kelly went to the bathroom. I put on some underwear and went to my phone which I left on a counter so I could spy on what they would say when I left. I played the recording. “I thought you told him after you told me

My father must have been a fool to leave my Beautiful mothe. He left about 15 years ago when i was 2. But mom and I made it out fine. She is now a important buisnes woman and we actually have a alot of money. We live in a very secluded area with a pool and hot tub out back

My names Joe, I am 16 years old, blonde, quite skinny and not particularly muscular. I have a twin sister Katrine who apart from being a girl looks extremely similar to me, she even sounds the same. And this is how I used that to my advantage

This is my first story so be kind and I apologise for the punctuation as my grammar isn't that good. But appart from that enjoy. Beep! Beep! "hey wanna meet up on Monday." Eagerly I replied, it was pretty obvious my crush on her everyone knew about it "Yeah sure Eloise"

The World's First Futa – Futa's Wild Presidency Chapter Three: Futa's First Harem Treat By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 April 17th, 2047 “So meeting with King Njam bin Mohammad ibn Saud was not what I expected,” I said to Adelia, the cameras rolling

Susan and I talked again about a foursome with Colin and Lynne, and it had also occurred to me that a session with my sister and Lynne had together might be a bit of fun and I suggested it to Susan the next day

This is the sequel to “My wife's job” and “My wife's job 2” “My wife's job 2” was posted on 2013 June 29. You may need to reread it to refresh your memory? The rest of the weekend was as brilliant as Robin had promised me. The whole time we were all naked

CHAPTER I Finally, summer vacation was here! Six whole weeks of doing whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. The minute I got through the door at home I kicked off my shoes and ran upstairs, turning the shower on and tossing my bag down onto my bedroom floor

This is a fantasy story but it will begin with a few true facts. I met Paul in a Chicago bathhouse (this true story is here named Chicago Part 2 – a return visit) and we have remained friends and sex partners

Another long day in school. I sat down on the small couch in my dorm room, exhausted. The work is pretty tough, although I like it here better than my last school. My name is Aaron Walker. I'm a junior in university now, but it's my first year here

Don't ask me where it all came from. I just don't know. I would tell you if I knew, but I don't. Maybe I have a wire crossed. Maybe there's too much or too few of the right kind of hormones being secreted. Maybe it's just there's a hole in my character

My sister Celine has always been there for me. From a very young age we were the best of friends and even though she was only two years older than me, Celine always felt it was her responsibility to look after me

Many thanks to jellybelly2 for all the hard work in editing and improving this story from a previous version. I heard Dorothy's scream from my back yard. It was so loud that it felt like she was screaming into my ear. My body bounced in the air, and my eyes opened wide

When I woke I had the feeling I had spent the night dreaming about what had happened the night before. For those first few seconds of the day when you remember the night before but are not sure which bits are reality and which bits are a dream were happening to me

Authors notes: First off this is an edited version of a story that I wrote a wile back. I've made some minor edits and I'm working on the second part now. When this story gets to a certain amount of views I'll post the next part

A Saturday Afternoon Interview In Manhattan

Isaac Treslow is a boy. A rather special boy at that; top grades, rich background, friendly, fit, attractive, the lot; as it normally goes with stories like these. You always get the really nice one don’t you? I mean it’s starting to get samey right? Right? Oh yes, the story..

Author's note, part 2: I have noticed, and some other authors have commented on, the gang of trolls that seems to obsessively downvote new stories en masse for some reason. I guess this is the literary equivalent of vandalism. It's always easier to tear down than create

Fbailey story number 692 A Rose By Any Other Name Right after I finished high school I realized that I couldn’t get a job and that my parents couldn’t afford to send me to college. My friends tried to talk me into taking out loans but I didn’t want the debt