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My friend Ben Written by Boys in the hood. Chapter two. Copyright 2011: not to be copied or changed without the owner’s permission Not for view if you are not over 18. It’s up to you if you want to read this fictional story As it never happened. My friend Ben

This Story is the second of the Trilogy of…The Boys & a dog at Play. I hope this part is enjoyed as much as the first part… Three weeks had passed since Matt and I had enjoyed each other along with Boss the dog. Since then Matt and I had spent more and more time together it seemed

As Gail stepped out of the shower, the back of her throat still felt a little rough from deep throating Jack, and her pussy was still tingling from her recent fingering and the vivid memories of the last12 hours

Mary was busy gathering all the cum on her face with her fingers and licking them clean while Brad put his shorts back on. He looked at his mother and he could feel his dick giving signs of getting back to life

A new job with a special duty I had been working at the firm for about three years and really liked my job. I started right out of college. My name is Victor, everyone calls me Vic

I'm posting split off prologues the works. Please read the others before starting this to get the whole feel

Kyle looked at the certificate again, seeing the surname. Tripps. He re-read the name of the person listed as the father. Danny Tripps. Kyle looked back at the lawyer. "Seriously?" Mister Crowler nodded. "Finding out that you're adopted must be a big shock, Kyle

Slippin' . . . Into the Future I sat at my workbench, toying with the headset and doing, pretty much, nothing. After almost a month of, more or less. Constant, very satisfying sex with Jennifer, I was looking at a long dry spell

I'm Tom, and I'm 24. I currently live with my sister Mindy in an one bedroom apartment, so yes right away I'll admit, we sleep together, but we wear clothes and don't cuddle in our queen sized bed

Gill looked around the boat's systems. The engine sat under the cockpit and the ladder down from deck formed the firewall to the salon inside. Someone built the ladder from the side rail of a skiff

Can We Survive II I had been thinking about and smelling the items the girls parents had sent for them. I dug a hole in the front yard. Then I called all the girls and the boys out side. “ I want all the deodorant, Cologne, perfume and all forms of makeup and scented soap

Erika didn’t try to dominate me the way some of my previous, male, lovers did, despite the fact that she knew that she could do, if she so chose. It was what I had become used to and what I expected from her at first

Part three Brad walk to his classroom after getting off of the bus. No one noticed when he walked to his seat thirty minutes late for class. He tried to pay attention but he could barely think about anything but the bus ride and the fun he had with Amanda

Morning rays through a huge French window fell on my face, my right arm out of my blanket and on my torso

Sharron live alone with her daughter she was lose her house. She fone her son up tell him mike her son seld u can move in with me I got 3 rooms mom she seld ok

Rochelle and I had been married all of three days, married on Friday afternoon and then spending Saturday and Sunday in Manhattan at The Plaza, eating at the best restaurants and seeing two outstanding Broadway shows in the evenings

Chapter Four: Olivia’s Request The week went by fast. Telework can be very busy especially when you are answering questions for the new guy in South Korea. Bob was the new lucky guy selected to replace me. I remember the calls I made when I was the new replacement

xcerpt One: “Following the threat of a sexual harassment lawsuit, the second such threat levied against me by two separate Personal Assistants the suits in HR, in light of my skills and results, decided to give me one last chance before they would be forced to take additional disciplinary actions

If you've read my other stories then this is the same just put all together with some revisions and another part added to the end

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2011 Aaaaaahhh! Dear God, I’ve never had a three-iron used like this before! My knees buckle and I almost collapse, as you relentlessly push its long shaft even further into me, and its ribbed plastic grip rasps along the walls of my vagina