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My dad had left us when I was around 6 years old, it was only my mother and I from there on out
GRACE NOTES Chili met Grace during his last semester of college at a university in Maryland, a couple months before he would graduate in the spring of 1978. He met her at his dorm, or ‘mod’ as it was called, which was pretty much known as party central around the complex
Annette was dressed in 7 inch thigh high hooker boots & nothing else as she danced to a heavy metal song her master/ son Chris had selected. Chris was getting blown by his married black principal Nyomi on their living room sofa
The chains and spikes on Dereks leather jacket clinked loudly and abnoxiously as he waltzed down the hallway in his school. He was a senior in high school, but at this point he saw no reason to graduate, having a broken family and working at a mechanics shop after school


Written By Dan Revised By Avi Jordan's First Kiss Hi. My name is Jordan. Im 15years old. I am a 10th grader at Uniondale Academy. I not a very social kid. Im slightly afraid of talking to girls. Ive never had a girlfriend
Fbailey story number 184 The Itty Bitty Titty Club My wife Jane was shocked that I wanted to join “The Itty Bitty Titty Club” and that I would force her to go with me. The truth was that I couldn’t join without her. After all she was the one with the credentials
The year I turned twenty-three didn’t start out very well at all. First off, I lost my job, and the reason they gave me was that I just wasn’t performing well enough. That kind of thing is always hard to take. Then, to round things off completely, my girlfriend dumped me



Mahendranath, age 52, clad in white Panjabee suit, sat on the king-size bed supporting his back completely on the pile of soft pillows at the headrest of the bed. He was absently flicking his overgrown, full set of mustache that almost hung on either side of his lips
It started early Sunday morning on Memorial Day weekend when I got up to get a glass of water from the kitchen. We were renting a beach house in the Outer Banks and I was really thirsty from the veggie pizza we had for dinner. I slipped out of bed and headed to the kitchen
Curiosity had haunted me for years. I just couldn’t get it out of my mind
JAY’S STORY I woke up after a short sleep of an hour or so. My head had moved from its resting place against her big soft breasts and was now against her tummy. Mrs K was stroking my face; it felt good. Better still was my memory homing in on what had happened



Dear Diary………………………………. Monday I’m not sure why I’m writing this; probably purely as a personal fantasy. I doubt if the ‘other party’ will ever get to see it……….. but maybe … just maybe I’ll edit it and either email it to her or suggest she has a look at this site… who knows



Do not seek the Gorgon, Her hideousness will, Make you turn to stone. The prize was too tempting, He journeyed across the island, To seize her head for a trophy. Into the labyrinth he went, Down cold and darkened corridors, Searching out the thing born of fear



My girlfriend and I had been discussing for quite some time about inviting a woman into our sex lives for a threesome. We are an extremely sexual couple that met under some interesting conditions
For those who have not read the firxst partrs, I am a young boy, adopted by his Aunt, who with her companions keep me as a sex-toy. Now read on . . . The days following Tara’s party were unlike any other I could remember