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Pleasurable Pain I searched for my daughter for hours. She was way past her curfew of eleven o’clock. Cassandra had been real good about being home on time so we extended her curfew a week ago and that had worked out
Thanks to everyone who left comments and for those who also gave a positive feedback. You are appreciated. The next day I could hardly concentrate on school work. Twice my math teacher caught me day dreaming. Little did she know what thoughts were running through my mind
Keri sees away to make sure Sherry keeps quiet. 'Would you like for my Daddy to fuck you Sherry, really fuck you'? 'He will if I ask him too'. 'He says he will do anything for me'. 'You could sleep over and he could fuck us both'. 'You should see how good he fucks'. The girls talk
I hate sneezing! After 18 years of living in my body, I thought I had mastery over my stealth. Sneezing, however, just seems to mock me! These are the thoughts that race through my head as I saw my sister’s glaring eyes coming towards her closet, where I presently am hiding



How I love all of you! Do you feel me wrap you up with myself and my warmth, like a flame round the wick ~ D. H. Lawrence. Chapter 23. Welcome home Brad
Hi, everyone in my last chapter I dealt with John's use of steroids to build his body bigger and faster. However, they were turning him into another person making him moody and mean



“What do you mean you’re not going to the senior prom?” I stared at her, she stood there with one hand on her hip. In her other hand, she brandished a wooden spoon. Mom was making basil pesto pasta, which is one of my favorites. “I dunno Mom, ‘cause I don’t want to go
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Last week I had a terrible experience. I once again met a guy named Pape, a peddler senegale's, whom I met on the beach a few days At the first meeting I made a blowjob to guy. Everything seemed to end well



Sleep finally came as I lie awake picturing the two of them in their new outfits. I feel asleep planning what I wanted them to do in the morning. I could hear them chattering excitedly in the kitchen as I awoke



After graduating high school my parents decide to take my little sister and I on a family vacation. 7 days 6 nights on a Caribbean cruise. Great I thought. A whole week stuck with my patents and sister. I didn’t even have my own cabin. I had to share it with my sister
THIS MIGHT BE SECOND STORY BUT IT’S MY FIRST REAL ATTEMPT, ENJOY. INTRODUCTION I’m mostly a very lonely 18 year old male, I don’t want to be called a boy since I believe that at this age I am a man



THIS IS THE SECOND PART TO KATIE LUSTS HER FATHER. THIS IS ONLY MY THIRD STORY. DO NOT BE HARSH ON THE GRAMMER I AM WORKING ON IT. I KNOW IT MAY BE SHORT, BUT I LIKE PEOPLE TO BE HANGING ON EVERY WORD AND TO BE WANTING MORE. I WRITE BETTER IN A SHORT FORM
Fbailey story number 496 She Developed Early My niece Debra developed early…and I do mean early. She wore a training bra in the first grade because her mother made her wear one. It was so embarrassing for her


Author's Note: This is not a true story, nor do I have any younger sisters. This is also my first book. Chapter One When I wake up, I force myself to sit up, and I look at my clock. 8:35 a.m