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Sex At Work One of the worst things about having graduated to the "Real World" some years ago is the thought of work. It used to be that blowing off a class, getting stoned and listening to music all day while sucking down beers was the norm
As I watched my aunt leave I fell back on the sofa spent and drifted off to sleep
A month or so after Barb's cunnilingus massage episodes; I received a call from Barb's friend, hair stylist and confidante. She said the old legs and feet needed more of my magic touch. I told her it's been a while and she agreed
Note: This is the first piece of erotica I've written in some time. I used to write a lot when I was 15 or 16 and I thought I'd give it another shot. Feedback would be appreciated. I'm thinking of doing a series of Liam fucking older women
With my job I get to go into a lot of houses and meet a lot of different people. It’s the perfect job for a single guy because there are so many beautiful women that you get to meet from young to old. I am 26 years old and a cable technician or better known as the “cable guy
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 a story about a young 12 year old boy in the UK and his sexual awaking. Not to be read by persons under 18 years of age. ** WARNING ** You are about to read a story that will contain graphic sexual activity between boys and a woman and man
It was just past 2am on Saturday morning. I was in my room with just my TV on lying on my back with my semi hard cock in my right hand slowly stroking it
I have more episodes from my very beginnings with several of my office co-workers, but I think you have gotten the idea of how I started my massage career
I don't know if there is any point in my life that I can look back on and say "this is where it all started, this is how I got here" but I do know where best to start this story
I live in US but my work involves a lot of travelling and on this occasion I was travelling by train from Amsterdam to Zurich, Switzerland. It was somewhere in early 1990’s or so and the actual names are lost but the events are clear in my mind as though they happened yesterday
“She gave me a very specific brief, a discrete younger man, well hung, capable of satisfying any of her desires. She hasn’t stayed with us before, my contacts at other hotels tell me she has a reputation of being a bit kinky
Up to this point Robert has been all on his own. Now he reaches another turning point in his life and it comes from someone he would never have expected and in time will change the entire direction of his life. Life went on as usual for the next two and a half weeks
Black and yellow I met Naoki while we were in college. She was a tiny, shy little Japanese girl whose parents had moved to the United States only a couple of years before
This is a rather nasty yet kinky story about my next door neighbor Several years ago, my neighbor sold their place to this middle age couple. The husband was in his late forties while his wife was ten years younger. I was another five years her junior
During my quest to further broaden my repertoire of miscegenation, I came across a nice Indian specimen while attending a business convention for local professionals. Before I met Mina, the majority of my interactions with Indian persons (dot, not feather) took place at gas stations
Hello, this is my very first story so please dont be to harsh but feel free to leave some feed back
My Sister is Back for Christmas My sister and I hadn't seen each other for 2 years. I was a sophomore in high school when she left for college and I missed her last holiday season because I was out of the country with my aunt and uncle
Hiking in the Mountains Mom had promised me that she and I would celebrate my eighteenth birthday at our cabin by the mountainside. I was eagerly looking forward for the occasion. I had always loved to visit our old little cabin, situated at the foothills
The next morning. I awoke in my mother’s bed naked, but alone. I hadn’t woken up once through out the night, it was probably the best sleep I’ve ever had. I remembered everything about last night
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