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Characters are over 18 and fictional. This is my first attempt at a story of this nature. All comments, complementary or critical, are greatly appreciated. * I hated my twin sister's best friend. Her name was Jessica. When we were younger, she tormented me endlessly

Late Two By Systematic “Did he really cum that much?” “I don’t exaggerate that stuff.” Sandy put down his tablet; he’d just read my doctored account of the slightly awkward, but basically pretty good sex from the young couple that had interrupted my nap that afternoon

A quiet interlude The aurora borealis turned slowly over their heads as the boat drifted in the calm water. Dani gazed up at it, enjoying the feel of her lover’s warm body next to hers

Please read the first installment if you want the full story, you may find yourself lost, or not know what is going on. All people, places, and events in this story are fictitious, any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidence

“Good morning Kyle, hope you are doing well this morning.” “Good morning Carol, I am well, thank you.” Carol has been my executive assistant since I took over the business when my dad died

Skeletons in my closet part 17 The truth about Sara and love in the shower Megan and I met at the island in the kitchen. I told her I would clean the living room up before Sara and Linda got here

Final Repost! And the next part in the series is currently underway! It will be a bit different though. ___________________________________________________ Sorry that this took a very long time, but I finally found some inspiration to finish up this installment

Joseph drove away from the fuel depot working through the gears to get his rig back up on the highway heading East. He felt a lump in his throat and turned his favorite County and Western music up louder then usual

Lost Sailor - Chapter 2 “Jerry, Winter Harbour, Thursday night, Be there! - Brandy” ----------------------------------------_______________________ I must have read that note thirty times before the message sank into my head

Short erotic story by James burns Twincest is best. James was the male counterpart, of a set of un-identical twin siblings. His twin sister, Danielle, shared his love for almost everything

Amy-Sue: Who me? By Boez Chapter One It was one of those days where the temperature and humidity together passed 200. The kind of day you would expect in an equatorial rain forest. The kind of day that gave a new meaning to sweat

“What’ya doing?” The question startled me, jerking me out of my trance. I can slip into ‘the zone’ when I’m sketching and one inherent risk is being crept up on. I snapped out of it sharply, trying to discern the source of the floating voice. It sounded awfully close

Wolf heard the knock at the door that he had been expecting soo much, he ran to the door and opened it up to see bear standing before him smiling. “Come in” said wolf to the smiling bear who obliged and divested himself of his shoes and bag. “So shall we begin” asked wolf nervously

Part one: A Place to Stay I had never been much of a nice person. When I was a child I bullied anyone and everyone; no matter how much bigger most people were to me. I was actually short for my age but that didn’t stop me from being cruel to anyone who dared get in my way

Liz Erd hung up the phone. “Yes…this is a fine day” Liz Erd thought to herself

Harry looked down at the top of the head of the woman he loved as she slept with her head against his chest. He was recounting the events of last night in his head, it had been his best birthday by far

"Shall I help you wash up?" Lucy asked, bringing me the last of the dishes. "No, it's OK," I replied, adding some more washing up liquid to the water in the sink. "Can you go up to my room and fetch the DVD? It's on top of the shelf with my hi-fi

Late Four By Systematic Her breasts were as fake as her tan, but I wasn’t sure about her ass. It filled out her bikini bottoms nicely, and hard nipples were clearly visible through the top

How I Met Her I had been in the Marine Corps for slightly more than 6 years, the better part of four of them spent in the jungles of South Vietnam and now I was about to be involuntarily separated from the service I loved

I never had been much of a religious person. I just went to church to fill that emptiness inside. But I quickly discovered that it was a great place to pick up girls. Being twenty-one, though, it was hard to meet a girl my age. I kept going, though, hoping to get lucky