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Sorry guys, insecurities had me on a leash

This is my first story. Let me know what you think and if you want me to continue. I'm also open to suggestions to what the next stories would be about. Thank you. Barnes & Noble Girl The harsh sound of alarm clock was the first thing she heard before she woke up

It was evening on her birthday, but since it was the middle of the week she and her husband had agreed to celebrate the following weekend. Even though her husband worked from home she hadn’t seen him all day, but this was not unusual

It was a nice early fall day. Dad was with his golfing buddies. They had gone to a course out of town that they had always wanted to play and would be gone till late evening. I was at my friend’s house playing video games

The Night My Life Changed by darkfan90 This is the story of how my life change in a way I never dreamed it could. My name is Alex. I am doing my second year of collage. I am a 19 year old, 5'8”, 135lbs Caucasian boy. I am tall and skinny and I ware glasses

Female voice: James ….. Female voice: Can you hear me James? It's time ….. Female voice: James! It's time to wake up. * * * * * The light slap of a hand on his cheek brought James to consciousness

I awoke the next morning alone in my bed. The first thought that came to my mind was that I had dreamed the entire episode of the night before

Chapter 1: First gargoyle-Ophelia. Chapter Text I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS DEPICTED IN THIS STORY. CHAPTER 1 OPHELIA. Seth carter was having a quiet drink in the local tavern when he heard the news that would change his life

My wife is a professor at a small liberal arts college in the Midwest. She teaches students who are going into exercise-related fields - physical therapy, personal training, health promotion, etc. She loves the field and took staying in good shape very seriously

Hi everyone. Well, sitting here sort of bored and Dana recommended I write something from my journal so I thought this would be great. It is from a few years ago before my surgery and so a lot wilder

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Twenty-Two – Persuading Hagrid Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author

This is for Richie who inspired me with Tracey None of my stories are intended to offend so please read the description before reading the story as this will usually contain any warnings

"lets go." you said. i was nervous when you even first told me of sneaking away from the fireworks and the party, "besides, ryan and skylar need some time alone anyways." you giggled as you whispered this and took my hand in yours leading me away from the noise

I write fictional stories of sexual encounters or voyeur experiences that generally occurr between consenting, intelligent adults. But usually there will be something in the story that breaks societal norms. I also try to make the stories feel authentic

Like everyday my bike out to go home at seven in the evening. I quite crowded due to the way the bike was running very slowly. Bus stop saw a girl whose age will be 28-29 years. His height 5 feet 2 inches, was very attractive body. He impressed me a lot

This is probably the worst thing I've ever done in my life. Years ago I made a decision to get out of the rave scene. I started because I liked the dancing and all my friends were doing it and it was a great way to meet girls

I had left Credo to his flashback, or whatever it was. My lust and powerful new urge to impregnate as many women as possible, causing me to run rampant through the neighbour hood

Darron and I had been close friends since the start of grade eight, and were now enjoying our 19th year of life during a hot summer in our hometown

My Parents Are Swingers. 2 My parents were having another one of their parties. They are swingers in case you did not know, and they always tell me they are having an “adult party” and I need to get what I need for the night so that I can stay in my room

It all started last year. My Japanese wife of five years, Emi, and I were making love after a night of dancing and drinking Scotch, followed by Champagne. She is not a strong drinker, so needless to say after 4 Glenfiddich on the Rocks and 3 glasses of Krug, she was helplessly drunk