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Jessica's divorce had been nasty. Her ex had fought everything and the attorney's bills were staggering. But she had gained custody of her little girl and that was all that mattered. She would find a way to get the bills paid. Six month's later her financial situation was worse

Fred had been in a bad accident some time back, and it had put him in a wheel chair. He could no longer get an erection. He could have an orgasm with his limp cock if stimulated, but he could not shoot a load

Chapter 8: THE END OF TINA’S INNONCENCE I wake up to bright sunlight, surprised that I made it through the night without being raped or molested by Eddie. I jump in the shower and finally clean away yesterday’s filth

“Hi, Mom, what’s up?” I heard Megan say into the phone. “Sure, come on over, I’ll fire up the coffee pot.” 30 minutes later Megan lets her mom, Michelle, in the front door. I listen in on their chitchat a bit from the other room while catching up on the news on my tablet

Well, it was another Saturday night and Shay was at her friend, Greg’s house…..playing cards and drinking chardonnay. This was getting to be the normal thing for her every Saturday….

Getting Off at the Office I knew that Amy's kid wasn't mine, I'd known I was infertile since high school, but I also didn't really care. I wasn't the kind of guy who got super jealous about what his wife was doing, and I also didn't have what you might call “fatherly instincts

Part 2 "I’ve never been a squirter!" Janice thought to herself as she squeezed her thighs together and felt her cum spread around her inner thighs from the pressure

Movie night in! - Chapter 1 My day began the same as any other day but I knew tonight was probably going to be a little boring. My parents had been invited to a party which I wasn’t allowed to go to, well that’s another story in itself

We had been in Jamaica for about 2 weeks. On average, we had sex twice a day, in the morning and at night. EJ started lasting longer and now can last through 2 of my orgasms without cumming, at the least

Hi, my name is Angie. My story starts when I was roughly about 13 years old. I was about 5'4", slenderly built, with long wavy blonde hair, bright blue eyes, about 115 lbs., and 34A chest. My older brother, Mike, who was about 14, was basically the one taking care of me

“I don’t see that you have much choice, Miss James,” Alex said, leaning back into the heavily-padded, monstrous swivel chair behind his desk

About a week went by. One day I was coming into class and Nikki grabbed me by the arm and said “We need to talk now!” I said “What’s up?” “You need to help Tamia” she said. “Help her how?” “Her stepmom is abusing her.” “So how do I help” I asked

Steaming coffee in one hand and a warm cream cheese bagel in the other, I carefully backed against the large glass door to the reception area and pushed it open with my rear. I stepped through, the pneumatic closer offering up a mechanical hiss to pull it shut after I entered

I was back in my room, studying for my mid-terms, or pretending to do so. It had been a day since my last encounter with Mr. Smith. Mike and I had decided to go steady, and he was taking my out this weekend to a restaurant just outside of town

Chapter 1 It had all happened faster than she could have imagined, and she was still wondering how she could be so lucky that her biggest fantasy would come true; but it did. Jo was a 17 year old teenager with the hots for her brother