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These are the Stories I write to my master each one is different, but some things might be the same from story to story, and some might repeat.. they are not continuous..
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Training Samantha. You may like to read Training Samantha the prequel first. Sammy was in a state of shock. Somehow she had let Mike talk her into joining some kind of sex club as a way of curing her depression
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Four young college girls on a skiing vacation have to find other things to do when an excess of new snow traps them in their cabin. This is the fifth in this series and describes a day leading up to an evening of group electro-sex
“It’s settled then. Tomorrow Ron goes to work, and sees what we have to work with.” said Kim as she snuggled into my chest, and I wrapped my arms around her. It had been an emotional Sunday morning; first with the Russian and then sex with the two sisters
this is a story of my nightmare My name is Tom im 17-year-old boy.My parents devorse and I stayed with my father my mom move to another city.It was summer and I go to visit my mom. she pick me up from the station and we go to her new house
This is my first time writing something like this. So please be gentle in your reviews. ************************ My husband was going out of town for a few days and I thought I would put a surprise in his suit case
It had been a while since I saw Cody or really even talked to him since we had messed around with each other last. He was sick for the last couple days so we didn't really have an opportunity to talk or anything. I was still seeing Sarah at the time and still am as a matter of fact
For a while, I really believed I fancied Emma. At least, I thought I liked her enough that I would want to date her. I’d lay awake at night, thinking of her and the way she giggled softly at my jokes, never seeming to appreciate them much or find them really funny
ALISON UNCOVERED 2 This is the continuing adventures with my new found friend, a married english gal, just moved into my local village…and who I wickedly seduced and opened her up to a new vibrant world of sex
My name’s John Delaney, I’m twenty-five years old. I work for a Wall Street investment banking concern, I’ve been here a year as a trainee. I was recruited on campus; I’m a graduate of Columbia University. I have my Batchelor’s Degree and am taking courses toward my MBA
It was a midsummer day at the office and everybody was complaining about the temperature although it was still early in the morning. The heat drenched my body with sweat. Dropping into my chair at the office, I turned on the fan and waited for some relief
Jenna surveyed glanced up at the clock on the classroom wall and with a couple of hard raps on her desk with the butt end of a ruler, quickly brought her fifth period Human Sexuality and Family Planning class to order
Birds of a Feather, Chapter 6 (Better than I ever expected) Note: There is a new character in this chapter. Her name is Amie. This is a real person, not the person described in the story but she does exist
s not manage to fall asleep by dint of thinking about how to get out of this situation, she gets up from her bed and puts on a nightgown over her naked body and heads down the hallway to go downstairs when, passing in front of her son Samuel's door, comes open she hears soft moans and strange noises
The Curse We have been cursed, me and the monster sucking at my breast, cursed by the Gods and now cursed by my husband. We are trapped in the dark labyrinthine passages beneath the brooding palace my husband had built to hide me in shame from the eyes of the world
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