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Chapter 32 By the time Sara and I made it back to the hunting camp, the party was in full swing. Couples and groups were clustered about the clearing, and some amongst the trees at the edge, and everywhere were bare flesh and passionate cries

Posting this over because the first time the formatting was so jacked you could barely even read it. I couldn't figure out what it said and I was the one that wrote it. Hope you enjoy this new unmarred version

I wrote this because I'm sick of people copying stories from other sites. It brings no originality or creativity to XNXX which, I think is what writing these stories is all about

Chapter 3 When Nelson woke up his first thought was to check his recordings. It looked as if his dad and Stacy will still sound asleep, but Amy’s room was a different story. She was sleeping now, but had left him a lovely recording

Secen 2 Act 2 Last time we left off on the two girls they where going to have sex with two different people. Eve Swings was going to fuck her math teacher but she decided not to. Because he had another woman that was a student in his office so she went home after that

Hi my handle is hard93. This is the edited version of my first story here. I hope that you will enjoy it better. I've added a few story elements to add interest for those who have read my first version. It should make it worth the read

Me and My Brothers Chapter IV. We Have Only Begun Bobby got off me and sat on the edge of the couch and looked down at me. I did nothing to cover myself. “You know,” he said, “its time you do something for me, right?” “You want me to suck on your titties?” I asked

The mid morning sun poured through my eyelashes. The first breaths of my day wheezed through a throat thoroughly stretched by the previous evening. I tried to swallow the saliva pooling in my mouth, but weakness only permitted me to drool on Tabitha's head

Fbailey story number 768 No Changing Room My daughter had really wanted to check out the vintage clothes at that particular store. Vintage being the ‘in word’ for used, previously worn, or things that someone else threw away

This story is a work of fiction even though my name suggests not. If any names are similar this is entirely coincidental and not deliberate. There is not a lot of erotic moments right at the beginning of the story but does build up to it

Authors note: There is absolutely no sex in this chapter. This is just to get the story rolling. I am not really sure if there is going to be a lot of sex in this story at all. You'll just have to keep reading to find out

Jason Day had the most incredible blue eyes; kind and curious and with a lively sparkle. His blond hair was somewhat short and wavy, his face still had its childish roundness but gave clear signs of growing up, and his body was that of a swimmer; washboard stomach and thinly built

hits in the 60s; ‘Wooly Bully’ and ‘Lil’ Red Riding Hood’ which was a monotonous little ditty of which the only part I can remember was the opening lines which went something like “Hey there Lil’ Red Riding Hood, I’m gonna treat ya like a lover should; don’t go walking in the spooky old wood alone”

Ellen was a good girl. She came from a good home and attended church every Sunday. Ellen was a perky 16 year old cheerleader with a nice body and a wonderful personality. She had everything going her way until one fateful night when one wrong decision made all the difference

Here is the revised ending to our story, we hope you like this one better. We have, again, tried to make this story as realistic as all the others. But there are some details that we have been unable to confirm, hope that this does not spoil the enjoyment