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Fbailey story number 158 Siblings Remember all of those Saturday night baths that you used to take when you were a kid. Once a week, whether you needed it or not. Basically it was so that you would be clean enough to go to church on Sunday morning

When I reached puberty as young boys do I would have many wet dreams, and when I found I had cum in my sleep would play with myself for hours. I always like being nude, felt sexy not wearing underwear, and touching myself in public with my hand through a hole in a pocket

My Little Sister’s Dilemma I always considered myself to be a typical teenager, but looking back, I may have qualified as a bit of a “nerd”, for lack of a better term. I never really had a problem with academics, and as a result, never had to study all that hard, or that much

Seize the Day part 4 I wake in the morning a little sore but feeling a little better about the situation. It still haunts me. It just seems wrong, but it feels so right. You are already gone as I crawl out of bed. I find you in the kitchen working on breakfast

What a Deal! By Deadeye_76 Chapter 1. This started about two months ago. I came home from work on a Tuesday to find my wife, Cindy, and her friend, Diane, sitting on the couch. Diane was in tears, sobbing almost uncontrollably on my wife’s shoulder

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, to be read only by individuals aged 18 or above. The events depicted herewith are fantasy and do not reflect real world events in any way. Ricky didn't like to think that he was small time. Not that he had much of a choice

The father sat at he desktops chair. Lately he and his wife have grown apart. She had let herself go and eventually he made excuses not to have sex more and more. So he found himself astray. He started watching porn more and more But today, was a very special day

Author’s Note: I posted this story once already, but half of it was missing so I am trying again! Hello everyone! I apologize for the long delays with this chapter/section. I’m very busy as of late. This chapter is a bit different than previous chapters

It was a hot summer afternoon when Shelly pulled her car into the driveway; the drive home seemed to take forever as she thought about how exciting the weekend would be

Narrator…. __We have two very horny females in this family. Mom and daughter. Can the dad handle them and find harmony between them all?… let’s find out…. ___My daddy (Ben) and I ( Millie) had our ‘super secret‘. I was a real daddy’s girl and would do anything for him

How Traditions Start – part 5 An original story by Starrynight. Enjoy: Presley woke up to a cold white winter morning. She opened her eyes and peered outside through the window at the snow-covered farm

I've had several PM's requesting a conclusion for this series. It's taken me a while to put something together that took the story where I wanted it to go, and exposed me to some concepts that I would have otherwise never considered. Here is the conclusion to that series

The time that I spent with Lynn, the girl I had met at the gym after my divorce, was rather blissful in many ways. Not only was she fun to be around and a great conversationalist, but she loved to try new things. This I consider a very positive attribute in a woman

Tyshawn made it out of the door and walked down the street. He heard the bitch screaming at him from the door. He ignored her and tried to push his anger down. He saw Jesse and Frank waiting for him at the corner

Hello again, Lovelies! I come with another chapter to Lena's story. This chapter follows the original version of chapter three, not the alt version. I hope you enjoy it! As always, Xoxo, Cede <3 ----- Two weeks had passed, and I still couldn't look at my older brother

First time, all comments would be appreciated thank you. Enjoy (Left out some descriptions so you can imagine whoever you want) I had occasionally fantasized about my girlfriend's friend Lucy, but I never thought she felt the same way

Chapter 11 I hailed a cab and told the driver to take me to St. Martin street. From what I have read St. Martin Street is like a red light district. There is a lot of of causal bars there but also there are strip clubs and some brothels. After about a 5 mile cab ride I arrived at St

Just Add Spice Over the next few weeks, their lovemaking had not slowed with time or become boring through routine. Paul kept introducing enough new twists to their sex life that she hoped he would never run out of ways to help spice up their lives

Carjacked Traffic slowed to a crawl in the afternoon rush, as the unforgiving sun slowly roasted the pedestrians scurrying to their appointed rounds. Air conditioning is good

I love time to myself. It's the universal truth for 18-year-old dudes like myself. If I hear my parents leave the house, my mind instantly starts planning where, when, and how I will play with myself. After years of experience, my mind eagerly anticipates these times alone