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A PIECE OF ASS I woke up with a headache. Where was I? There was a little light coming from under the door and I could hear lots of cheering coming from behind the door. I was in a small concrete block room on a wooden bed with no sheets or covers. And I was naked

My name is Sophie Kyle, I'm 18, and I've just moved a five hour drive away from my home town and family to study to become a dentist. My parents were delighted

My older sister Emma always seemed to have everything I didn't, so when our older brother Henry started sneaking into her room at night, my jealousy hit an all time high. Henry was sort of the pride and joy of our family

It was a 'no-kickers under my skirt', type of day. Most of the student chicks wore trousers, but not in my secretary class; we wore skirts and looked smarter. Shoes not trainers, we were smart and professional and considered ourselves a cliche above the others

She was willing to let me feel on her. I thought I would lose control before the time came. I needed to feel her velvety soft skin on my fingertips. Taste her lips that were pouty and swollen from our unfinished kiss. I never wanted to devour someone so badly in my life

s about this story to() ********************************************************************* Part 1 of 4 - Jessica, The Chosen One Jessica, a young blonde cheerleader at Dolcett University, had a terrible feeling that something bad was gonna happen on this day that she just could not explain

Introduction Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34AA–24–35 95-pound figure with blondish hair. In 1998 I quit my boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England

I joined the forum only a few weeks ago but I already had multiple messages. Most were stupid or annoying but there was one that was interesting. He mentioned a few things and asked if we could talk so he could get to know me better

Here I am, a single girl in the outskirts of Madrid. Why am I interesting enough to write an erotic diary? Well, I'm quite introverted, I am a translator, of English origin- Middlesbrough actually

I walked down to the living room from upstairs, spotting Riley sitting on the couch, a baseball game play on the TV. Six months had passed since that night on the porch. Summer vacation had ended and school was starting up again, which for me meant college

Disclaimer Copyright, 2012, Patricia Steel () Do whatever you want with this story, only keep my name attached, please. Please report any and all orgasms arrived at through reading and masturbating to these words

"Your hair is looking great." I hear someone say. I turn my head to see my mom. She just broke into my thoughts. I try to give a good smile at her and try not to let her see my disappointment. "Thanks Mom." I tell her. "I can't believe your getting married today

This is my first first time publishing, but I wrote this story while I was still in high school. Any constructive criticism is welcomed. Enjoy! My name is Emily. I am 26 years old and I live in Madison, Wisconsin

June 20th, 2010 Dear Diary, Do you want to hear a secret? … you see, the thing is… I’m a dirty little slut. It all started a few days ago… I saw him staring at my tits as they fought to escape my skimpy top and my flimsy bra

Hi everyone. Something that happened a while back. I was visiting my parents for a couple weeks and really enjoying the nude sunbathing and swimming in their pool