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My History Teacher I was 18. The legal age to be fucked by someone. Though I had a boyfriend last year that popped my cherry. I didn't care if I lost my virginity to a jock, he wasn't the big high school star or anything but he was something and I just wanted to get it over with
Stevie The Squirter I worked with Stevie, She was a couple of years older than me, brunette with medium length hair and incredible jade green eyes. Stevie had a very nice figure everything in proper proportion and very hot. I tried for quite some time to get together with her



Ohhhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Lindsay is always in heaven when shes got her faviorte long glass dildo with the swirl edge around it going in and out of her tight little pink pussy. She comes home everyday and immediately needs it after a long day of work. Her boss Mr
It was a hot summer day in the office and I was working late. For some reason, I was feeling really horny and my mind started to wander… I cupped my full breasts through my blouse and tweaked my nipples



Room Service I was naked on my back, rubbing my little clit, when the phone rang on the nightstand beside the bed. I reached out with one of my pussy juice soaked hands and snatched the cordless phone off of the receiver. “Hello?” I said breathlessly, answering



*The character names and city name has been changed.* **This is my first story so feedback would be nice please. ** Some Information About the Characters: Juan- I was in 9th grade and I was 15 at the time. I was 5' 6" and had brown hair. My eyes were brown



She closed the door to the van and cleaned herself up, clearing away the sweat with wet wipes and brushing her hair out again. Putting her bra and skirt back on, she looked around before opening the van door



I approached the sliding doors to the emergency room with one thought on my mind, “This has got to be the most embarrassing thing I have ever done.” But there was no other option


The truck approaches the stalled car. One more tow and he can go home to bed. It has been a slow night what with the rain and all. A constant steady rain, soaking, but warm. This lonely highway is awful dark and he switches on the powerful spotlights



THREEWAY CALLING Amy King had just started college and a new job. She had led a very sheltered life before college, since her high school was girls-only and she didn’t have much of a social life
Things werent exactly.. The same the rest of the day.. All of school just seemed to go slower. Everything class just seemed to drag on. Except his. During his class, it flew by. I dont know why it went by so fast



“ yes!, give me your cum”, I moaned out, just as my little fingers brought me to orgasm thinking about the previous day's activity with Ryan and James



Hello my name is Rick and this is a fictional story that took place almost 5 years ago while I was on a camping trip with my buddy Sam Villon. At the time I was 28 years old and had just moved to AL after getting a job offer which I was hoping for since I left college



Part I The Crimes and Crimescene The Mike Williams Family was returning home from a wonderful pre-Christmas concert presented by the local Symphony Orchestra



copyright: Lesley Tara, 2012 Sally-Anne whistled quietly to herself, in a happy mood as she cleaned Room 517 on the top floor of the hotel