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Rodger awoke to the racket of the vacuum cleaner working it’s way down the landing, past his bedroom door and down the staircase. Damn those cleaners! Why do they have to make so much noise on a Saturday morning?! Rodge thought irritably as he rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed



Please feel free to leave a comment, especially if you are going to leave a negative rating. I am always trying to improve my writing. Throughout my escapades with the mature women on my volunteer delivery route, my desires always seemed to come back to Ruth
Offkey ‘Ah, peaceful,’ Noah thought to himself as he drifted down the river. He was riding on a raft made of wood from the village, some trees he cut himself, and various other materials



I always saw college portrayed as slutty girls having sex with guys they just met, everyone drinking without having to worry about cops and doing crazy shit every weekend and I thought “Wow, that would be great if college was actually like that



Sharing Cindy Chapter 32 “Cindy Enjoys Her Fireman’s Hose" _________________________________________________ Those of you, who have read the last chapter, were introduced to Jim. Jim was a fireman that Cindy had met at a local festival
He suddenly slams his cell phone into the ground. There is an audible crunch as it strikes. He has ruined his phone but he is too angry to care. He continues walking without bothering to pick it up off the ground swearing under his breath as he goes



Author's Note: This is a prequel of sorts. It covers Bob's history and background. After the first few chapters, time starts whizzing by, as decades were covered
This story is pure fiction, based off of a real relationship. Many times have I fantasized over this. I hope you enjoy. Often I have thrown around the idea that I might be homosexual. As is to be expected at my age, I was becoming very curious
This is the next submission in an ongoing story. For author's notes and disclaimers and to be fully up to speed, please read the previous first. Readers be aware that this material contains lifestyles and sexual acts that may be a turn on for many but may also be offensive others



Scarlet was a beautiful young woman, sixteen years of age and skin fair as a cold spring day. With eyes so blue that even the sky coveted their vibrant color, she was the object of every mans fantasy



Chapter I: Sleeping In Nick woke up late on a Friday afternoon to a rumble in his stomach. “Jeez, what time is it?” he thought to himself. He glanced up at his bedside clock which read 12:36. “Damn…” he whispered sleepily


Angela awoke gently from her slumber. She was alone and the post coital bliss of her first fuck from Tom had almost faded away. While her bedroom was familiar and intimate, she somehow felt some uneasy like waking after a strange dream
After school let out, I ran towards the woods. Usually, I only visited him once a day but for the past few days, I went to see him before and after school because I was too horny to wait. I went into the woods, jumping over fallen limbs and making sure to follow the sound of the creek
My name is Luke. I am 21 years old and a student at UCLA. After a long day of studying and boring lectures, I’m officially on Spring Break! I’m done with school for a week
CockTaleBar E-mail/Skype: I'm a 22yo sex-addicted Bi college guy from the Netherlands with three passions in life: Fitness, writing, and sex. But to be honest, I only like to write about sex. I only write about Real-Life events