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“No plans with the movie star today, Char?” He knew I hated it. He knew it made me shake and made my insides turn upside down when he called me that, but he did it anyway

In my last semester of college I took a photography class. It was a class I hated because it had nothing to do with my major. I dreaded going to class and we always had stupid projects to do. The thing that mad me want to go to class was Mellissa

(Note: This is a re-post, with a few changes, so sorry if you have already read it. It published without themes and other stuff, so only way to fix it was to repost

The teacher stood up as a new student walked through the door. she was gorgeouse. black hair pale skin. not to mention her greeat body. the teacher then announced "class we have a new student from our sister school. I want all you girls to be very very nice to her.her name is Evee

This story continues on from my previous two stories, A Sleepover With Aunt Stephanie, and A Sleepover With Aunt Stephanie – Part 2. If you have not already read those stories, here is a brief rundown on the story so far, to put you in the picture

What is wrong with me? My wife, the woman of my dreams, and most perfect girl in the world, had never gotten me to cum with just her hands and mouth

Okay, bag, pencil case, socks. Got everything, ready to start the day. One quick look in the morning, make sure my hair looks good. I stare in the mirror, observing my floppy brown hair, swiftly swept sideward across my forehead

I remember it well. There were about 50 boys of 10 or 11 years of age in my class and the teacher, Miss Clarke, a woman in her late fifties, unmarried, and I assume looking back on it, unloved, was giving us some form of test

Ashley stared wistfully at her Art teacher. Today’s lesson was Portraits Of People You Love. As usual, they had to think of creative ways to turn the simple theme into a abstract and complicated art piece

DISCLAIMER #1: All sexual acts in this story occur between adults over the age of 18. DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, black mail, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read

To start off, My name is Will and I'm 6' 3'' with dark brown hair, kinda long, and a muscular physique. This story takes place in my senior year of high school where I had already had some experience with girls my own age

Carla was a tall, blonde, full breasted, long legged nineteen year old who attended the local university in her hometown

This is a role-play that I did on one of my role-play sites with a friend of mine. There are probably some spelling and grammar errors in your being this was done in chat room and neither of us are the world's best writers I hope you enjoy it as much as I did

Outback Affair: Backchat. 6 months 6 horrible months have almost dragged their sorry asses by since I moved to this hole of a location that's called western Australia. The capital of the worst stereotypes of Aussies you could possible imagine

It was a Friday and Ms. Fitch was ready for the weekend. Making plans as she headed for her classroom