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1888 Yorkshire The new house seemed horribly empty devoid as it was of servants. I had but recently acquired it as part of a gambling debt and had come to make a brief assessment. First impressions were that of a dismal location guaran...

Peyton Well to start, there’ s this small family owned Italian restaurant by my house that’ s probably my favorite, especially Friday evenings after work, when I need a drink, and something to eat. The staff there is always very fr...

I am Pete, 66 years old, retired, a widower. My wife of 34 years passed away 3 years ago. I keep myself very fit, swimming twice a week and have long country walks twice a week. I am just under 6 foot tall, grey haired, brown eyes. I have two or t...

The day was warm and cloudy and it was forecast to become hot. I had decided to wear sandals, a white blouse and denim skirt. It was Friday and I was looking forward to a long weekend with Wayne. I had told Stephen that I was attending a spa with...

Sating the Reverend’ s Daughter. I had not long been resident in my new house in Yorkshire before the Reverend Banwell arrived at my door metaphorical begging bowl in hand. As the occupier of the largest and most imposing abode in...

Fbailey story number 573 Old But Still Good I live near water and was out in my canoe around sunset to capture some pictures. The sunsets every night are a real thrill. I had my eye on a tiny island about twenty feet in diameter with s...

This is my story re posted. My name is Jack, I' m 6' 1' ' and is ripped, I mean ripped, form all those hours in the gym. I use to wrestle at school, and was heavy weight champion my last two years of school. After school I w...

Jenna took a double-take at the secretary as she approached the desk to check in for her interview. The woman' s bossom was all but spilling out onto the monthly calendar that she leaned over, marking dates. Jenna suddenly felt overdressed in...

I flung myself out of bed, the tight horror in my chest the only thing keeping me from yelling in shock. I had been kissing Tara… I had been groping Tara… “ Jack, what are you… ” Amanda couldn’ t even finis...

At the end of my last ‘ confession’ I admitted that I learned something on that day which I have turned to my advantage ever since. I think its now time to tell you what use I’ ve made of that discovery. If you remember, I told you...

Poets Day (Friday Afternoon … . Piss Off Early Tommorrow’ s Saturday) Christ! What I’ m going to tell you here will give me my wanking fantasies for weeks. I hope it will do the same for you; if it does whether you&rsqu...

With an air of resignation, she walked slowly across the room to the desk. She acted as if she had no choice in the matter and in reality she had none. It was either this or go to the Job Centre first thing on Monday morning and try to explain to...

Sorry its a little long. My first story, constructive criticism is welcomed. After a long day of work, she looks for release and finds something more… . Staring at the clock, Jenna released a exhausted sigh. Never in her mind did...

We had enjoyed a lazy afternoon together and I was feeling really good having cum several times. Louise, my older sister, looked just as pleased with herself as she lay there with her eyes closed and a big smile over her face as daddy slowly slid...

Still talking to me Cousin Gemma? After the hot-rape session I chose not to go back into the Gang-bang Bar but loitered near the beer-garden socializing one Saturday night. I had become a popular chick over-ni...

His mind was still reeling from the power of his orgasm. He looked across the table at the woman, her hair slightly mussed from her under the table activities. She had re-applied her lipstick - some of which was no doubt still dressing the s...

She shook the rain off her umbrella as she walked into the club - the weather wasn' t cooperating, but she knew he' d be waiting for her, and that was enough to get her out tonight - even in the face of the downpour she' d just endured...

WOW! Even after a couple of days I still couldn' t quite believe what had happened at work. I still had a fire in my pussy from the encounter with John, and I dreamed every night about him. There were so many questions...

Harry’ s Christmases Part 2 By WPL December 24, 1998 Harry Potter sat in his chair watching the fire, when the fire moved to the side and Father Christmas stepped out. “ Hello Harry” “ Mr. Cringle how nice to...

Sorry I wrote this to be one story, but had a brain fart and broke it into three parts. and after looking at the second part I think I need to do a rewrite later. Hope you enjoy the conclusion of Harry’ s Christmases Harry’ s Chris...