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Fbailey story number 621 The Camera When I saw the sun glint off a bright shinny object I bent down and picked it up. It was a camera and a pretty good one too at fourteen mega-pixels. I slipped it in my pocket and kept walking home from school
Note to readers: Not a lot of sexual stuff in this one, still building the relationships a bit, so if you're looking for the big bang, you'll have to wait for the next chapter Chapter 4. When I woke up I was lying on my side and looking straight at Jennifer
I have a very hot mother. My friend's tell me that, but I never needed their approval. She used to model full time for a career but stopped for a while to be a mother. She worked her ass off getting back in shape and now models part-time
As we left outpr heroine, Buddy and Eric were working on a plan to get in her panties. With Buddy's new gadget, they planned to do just that. Part 3 "That was truly unbeliebable with your sister
How Traditions start – part 10 An original story by Starrynight. I apologize for the long wait. It's been a hectic couple of months. Hope you enjoy the story and will try to publish the next installment soon


Fbailey story number 515 The Nursing Mother My mother asked me to look in on a young friend of hers that was going through some bad times. Cynthia, the young mother needed some adult companionship, a break from reality, and some help around the house



Turning Point Ch. # 7 Robert has come quite a ways sexually. From masturbating, swallowing his own cum and playing with own ass to sexual exploits with a much older woman. Still he has just scratched the surface with much more to come
This is a true story of something that happened to me when I was only 13. It was a warm summers day and I was thankfully home alone. Puberty was beginning to take over and I found myself constantly hard and horny


Fbailey story number 619 Strapless Black Dress Mom always said that a girl needs a little black dress. That was why she bought one for my sister. In this case the dress was strapless, quite short, and sexy as hell with a plunging back, a V-neck, and a slit up the side



This is about Russell’s Mom. To start with, my name is Jay and my best buddy for most of my life has been Russell and this is about my 18th birthday. Well at least the celebration of it the weekend following my 18th birthday
The street was empty, framed by tall city buildings and split with a green grassed median. Lights danced in patterns over black road with no cars. My breath fogged the night air as eyes locked onto the full yellow moon hanging in the middle of the horizon



The Project 5 This yet another part to Terry and Lou’s school project: Terry was sitting at his desk the events of the last few weeks had been staggering. His dad was becoming more feminine every day


I was left picking up after my son again, my son always left a mess where ever he went. It was hard working and maintiaing a house by ourself, my son Vince was no help, he'd make a mess and expect me to clean it up. I would clean everything except his room he told me not too
By Gail Holmes Doreen had been with the occult best part of her life, now she had her own practice, using meeting places in various local towns or villages, she built up quite a community and was respected by her followers
My Mother When I was growing up I thought about fucking my mother a lot. I do mean a lot. I must have jerked off every single night thinking about fucking her. I would look for her underwear every morning and sniff them. I was in love with my mother’s womanly odors