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This complete story revolve around a lot of sexual themes that may be offensive to some readers. I don't mean to offend anyone so please read the themes and introductions before reading the chapters
Ex-Daughter Grown Up, Part 10 – Prelude to Return (Introduction: if you have read parts 1-9, you will know the people involved: a husband back working in the country he loves and where his grown-up 17y.o



My name is Amanda Bonnerman, a mother of three beautiful girls, and a hard working secretary of a wonderful man known as Mr. Summers. Nothing sexual of course, seeing as I have always looked up to him as a second father figure
Well, here goes another story. The last was a composite of several of my first experiences. This one happened as written… I lived in a southern state several years ago and found my fondness for mare flesh to be quite compelling



Donna seemed like any other everyday person. She had an rather large build. She was 5'9 and quite stocky with long blonde hair. She was a teacher at an all girl's high school and seemed to favor particular students openly; all but one whom she favored in a different way



This is a story that happened to me back in 1977 when I was almost 19. I had just picked up a emerald green 72 Buick Skylark GS used from an older couple. It had a big 455 motor in it. It used to much gas for them and I was in the right place at the right time to get it
My first time 2 An old and experienced Red Setter tells some more of his story. The late afternoon sun spun shadows that were almost moving quickly enough to be observed as they slid across the bare wooden planking



"Help! Somebody please! Where am I" Kayla screamed at the top of her lungs letting it echo upward in the vast canon. Kayla had no clue where she was, her last memory was laying her head down for bed, and now she was somewhere completely vacant to her mind



Times in my Life: Part Three ---------- Introduction: The third installment in the series ---------- ALL CHARACTERS DEPICTED IN SEXUAL ACTS ARE OF LEGAL AGE
Jade walked nervously toward the centre of the bridge where she and Hannah had agreed to meet this time. As she looked up and saw Hannah’s gorgeous figure in front of her, nerves turned to a warm, fuzzy sensation between her thighs



I’d already been in bed for a couple of hours when the sheets shuffled and the mattress moved a bit. I woke enough to scoot over and make some room when I felt her hair fall on my bare shoulder and her breath come close to my ear



Detention Chapter Nine By: Robert Jimenez Typically I hated going to school, but after spending time with Chris for the majority of the weekend, I was actually excited about seeing his face in class. I had fallen asleep smiling Sunday night, and had woke up smiling Monday morning



I stood in the pouring rain soaked, teeth chattering, and clothes plastered to my skin. My bag next to me, I was sure that all my stuff would be ruined
Hello readers. This is my first story post on XNXX and I hope that someone out there actually likes it. There is already a second and a third part rattling around in my head but before I write them I'd like to have some feedback on part one
My parents died in a car accident on the night I turned 14. It took me as a shock because I was really close to them, especially my dad. My mothers brother, Uncle Jack and his wife Aunt Lucy, was living somewhere in the country