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"Shut the fuck up mum!"I screamed down the hallway. Just an average Sunday afternoon. Ahhhhh. Of course, my mother and I have never been close. Never even been close to close, as far as I can remember
I was steadily staring at him from the corner of my eyes trying to make it not too obvious that I was going crazy with sexual tension



heres alot of that in this story First off im 27 year old male married this is my first time cheating/pissplay/latina girl/ i was at my job i work at a hotel i was just getting done its 4am there was this collage party thing they were hosting im in fire stairway and im walking down the steeps



I few weeks went by and I didn't hear from cory. Ding! "bring the bitch friday night to the club down the street from you, I want to see her awake and dancing" I was knee deep into this with no way out
It was late, and I sat on my bed fresh from the shower rubbing lotion into my skin. This always made me smile, the way my strange little mind works; it always made me think of oiling and massaging a fattening little suckling pig in preparation for the Beast’s feast
The CAW SS theme of trying to tell a whole story in a thousand words intrigued me. For fun, I tried and wound up with a "storylet" of less than eight hundred words. So, I played with the remaining word budget. What follows are ten little stories, each less than a thousand words long



She makes some small talk regarding star signs and tells me her Taurus and my Virgo make a dynamite combination. When I arrive I Jacqui is very effusive, “You are a very attractive man. Just my type I think on first impressions



Since my sophomore year of college, I have been coaching sports in some capacity on an almost continuous basis. I have coached a variety of ages, ability levels, as well as genders



Aaron felt the sun before he saw it. Laying in bed he could feel the rising warmth travel slowly up his body until, irritatingly, it reached his face, forcing him to open his eyes. He sighed. His alarm clock to the right indicated 04:30, way too early to be getting up. “Wait..
This story is based on some of my experiences as a teenager Sam quickly waved her sister Amy off as she went into the house. The whole day had consisted of her following Amy and her beau around from store to store at the mall



Chapter 2 Hypnotized is it Fantasy or Reality Meanwhile back in New Mexico at the Camelot Clinic: Miles was sitting behind his oversized and very ornate mahogany desk from the circa 1840’s
Changing Sides at the Glory hole Part 3 New Limits Since Lana and Ivy's recent activities had led to every Friday night being 'Gloryhole Night', where they would drive down to the services and suck off random strangers through a hole in the wall together, they had not missed a single night



On my way back from the shops one morning I happened to notice a sign on a lamppost advertising the race for life where women run a mile in aid of breast cancer



"It's time Amethyst" he said softly as he first stroked then pinched her right nipple sharply to wake her up as she slumbered, curled on his lap with her head resting on his shoulder while the limo sped through the countryside
Mike, Jamie's second husband, backed the car out of the drive. He smiled and waved as he drove away. He and their two sons, Brandon and John, would be gone over the long holiday weekend