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Jonathan stared into Lana's eyes then did a double take, what the hell was he seeing deep in her eyes? Grabbing him tighter she held him as if her life depended on it, to her it almost did

A little help for her friend The ass end of urban blight sped by as the commuter train headed south, down the San Francisco peninsula. It was all a blur as my mind drifted on auto-pilot, the commute home always helps me recharge and purge my mind of the work day

this is my very first storysoo let me know what you think My name is Jonathan, and this is my story, I’m seventeen years old, 5 7” 58 kg brown sandy hair and brown eyes and I have more than average looks but I’m kinda shy and tend to mainly hang out with my two best friends

My mother Anne was a rather average-looking woman. Her hair was brown, short and curly, and she had a pear-shaped body with wide hips. Her breasts were hanging low and they had huge dark areolas. Right now mom’s wide cellulite-ridden ass was up

It was 4 months after my 16th birthday when my older sister and I were told to sit for a family meeting. Family meetings were common and most of the time were some form of educational session

I am mid thirties, tall, slim, large breasts, short brown hair. I manage an office of giddy sexually inexperienced young girls. They drive me mad, not only their attitude to work but their attitude to sex

Damian awoke to the feeling of velvety sheets and blankets kissing large swathes of his unclad body. A euphoric haze hung over his mind as he halfheartedly attempted to arise from a bed unbeknownst to him

This is a true story about my first ever mfm threesome I had I had been having casual sex with a girl I met online for about a month. Her name was Danielle. She was short, curvy and could squirt like a fire hose

They had just come back from one of Elijah’s dad’s business dinners, and everyone wanted to sleep. Except Ryley and Elijah. The house that was closet to the Reinhardt Building was Elijah’s mom’s house, so that’s where they stayed

This is a continuation of my previous story. As with my other stories, I recommend you read my prior stories to fully appreciate what is going on in my life at this point. Enjoy

I had always been different. At least I thought I was. I remember experimenting with water games at a young age. I liked how it felt to pee on myself. I would fantasize about my step sister. She would wrestle with me and touch me with her feet and it would drive me crazy

*I've got a surprise for you* I hadn't talked to Dustin in a week until this text but apparently we were going to do something again. I thought that this was a really weird way to start a consversation but it didn't really matter to me

"Danny, are you home?!" My Mom called. I had just returned home from work and had taken a quick shower. I was now standing in front of my bedroom mirror, looking at my naked body. My tanned skin looked pretty good on me, I'm glad I got it

My name is Matthew and I’m 33 years old. I have a heavy build but a rather large cock. Never had any problems getting the girls I wanted, the only issue was managing to keep them, My daughter Sara, she has just turned 15 and is a spitting image of her mother when she was that age

I was mere moments away from kissing the biggest crush of my life, a crush I never would have dreamed I had a chance with, a crush that was my best childhood friend. A crush that was a straight man. 5 years ago I was finishing up my senior year of high school

"All right, Jenny, squeeze your legs more! Let him move under you, dont force him into anything he doesn't want to do! Now up down, up down! Move with him, don't let him take advantage of you" This may sound different than what it really is

The next day John got up early and started getting things ready to prepare lunch with Larissa. He had thought about her almost constantly since she had left. He couldn’t stop thinking how it felt to kiss her. How powerful it felt to kiss her while holding her on the edge of the rail

This story starts back at a very early age of 10 years old with a friend i grew up with and later went onto having my first gay sexual encounter with

I woke early the next morning in Katie's bed. The first thing I was aware of was Katie, laying down the bed a little, her hand slowly stroking my morning erection. I smiled down at her. "Good morning", I said, causing her to look up at me

It all started the day I flashed my sister. See, we live out in the Bible Belt, a little place called Vernonberg. Everything you’re imagining, that’s it. I live in a town of about 200 people, and all of ‘em cram into the same Church every Sunday