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Introduction: Harry starts a new term with a great start. This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, or have any affiliation with the author. [u]Chapter 1[/u ]Harry and Ron were just about getting ready to sleep
Lesbian introductions cont. “Ok, your turn, you filthy thing.” Giulietta smiled “Hell yes.” The wind and rain pounded against the old house’s windows. Inside, lust was brewing. In the guest room, two females were embraced in deviant, forsaken love



“I was both apprehensive and excited as I was about to achieve a personal sexual milestone, give another woman an orgasm for the first time in my life. “I told her you would enjoy watching this and I asked her if she would like to suck your cock while I was licking her cunt lips



Let me start by saying this is my first story, so all comments are appreciated. Just don’t be mean! This story begins when I was 19. I had moved away to take a job and was living in a totally new state, hundreds of miles away from anything I ever knew



He came. Hot spurts of jizz shot out of his young 9-inch cock, coating the underwear he had placed on the floor in white sperm. He panted, forcing himself to take each breath, for it was difficult to think straight with the massive amount of pleasure coming from his rigid penis
This is work of fan fiction, all characters and locations are the property of their respective owners. I own the story line. Chapter 2- What's Good for the Goose Ron wasted no time in complying with his wife's request
Wednesday, August 24, 2005 My hopes that Reverend Neal wouldn't cause any more trouble were dashed as Mom pulled into the school parking lot to find the Reverend leading a protest, accompanied by three or four TV news cameras
Chapter Two Kevin pulled into the driveway of his aunt's house, opened the garage door with his remote and immediately noticed that her car was missing. She must be out shopping, he thought. He entered the house and found a note on the refrigerator



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“Sorry, it’s a taxi again” “Oh you’re joking!” I can’t believe it. Nothing like a nice relaxing end to the week, stuck in a plastic death trap with a clueless driver, reeking of anything floral to mask the heavy smoke. Just brilliant! It happens every time I don’t want it to



I was 12, in my first year of secondary school. I was 4’6”, slim build, and twinky look. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and an awakening 5” erect penis – I was just figuring out the joys and pleasures it had to offer, the same as every normal boy



It was a warm summer day, the wind was softly blowing and the birds chirping. But everything was more than perfect for Jen, a recently graduated high school senior. Jen and her roommate/Lover Ashley had both graduated and moved in together


As I cleaned the cum up off my dick and some cum that fell on the tile floor I noticed something that got me to think for awhile
Later that evening, following his exciting game with the sisters, the milkman was wanking his milk spout replaying the day’s events. At this point, in a state of rabid arousal, he had wished he fucked the girls there and then
Moving On Chapter 1 I had never thought the day I broke up with my girlfriend would be the day I was going to ask her to prom. Ashley and I, we were a perfect fit for each other. We both laughed at the same things, enjoyed the same food, and listened the same music