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Amy shook her head as her father neared her, " No. Daddy, I promise I didn' t do anything bad. You said it was ok to stay after school. " She flinched as he grasped her arm and pulled her toward the middle of the room from where she wa...

My name is Kate; I am 16 years of age, 5 foot 3, slightly tanned skin and full 34D cup breasts with small nipples. I have straight; slightly waved blonde hair that falls just past my shoulders, my eyes are a pale blue with a hint of green flecks t...

My husband and I wanted to come up with a way to celebrate our son’ s 14th birthday coming up this weekend in a special way that he would remember. My husband and I have always been sexually adventurous and open to talk about anything so he w...

The Perfect Match by Vanessa Evans vanessaevans. netlify. app vanessaevans. wuaze. com Part 10 Other Shopping The Club Wear shop wasn’ t the only place that S...

As we drove home from the city Mr. Miller explained to me his plan to get my parents to let me go live out at the farm with him on a full time basis. I knew what he was talking about was wrong, but I also knew it meant I’ d be able to fuck an...

AWAKENINGS I really don’ t know where to start with this but I have to get it off my chest or the stress will just go on. My husband is a military hardware contractor. We’ ve been happily married for four years, and trust each othe...

Wish you like reading it and comments are really welcome. (Special thanks to Arizona1664 for helping me with the english stuff =*) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I...

Lord Richard Barrington III was growing more surly and discontent every day. Since the death of his wife Rowena last year he had spent his days carrying out his duty in the House of Lords and his nights in the various bawdy houses of Cheapside. If...

Eva rekindles her dislike of clothes. by Vanessa Evans Part 01 Eva is a 20 year old girl, slim, small ‘ A’ cup breasts and dirty blonde hair. When she was a li...

I met my wife Kim the year after I graduated from Harvard Law, and was instantly attracted to her vivacious personality and voluptuous body. We had been dating for six months before I popped the question and we hastily eloped to Aruba. I’ ve...

Author’ s Note: This story I have taken time to write for people’ s enjoyment. I would love comments, both good and constructive… . I would really like for those who wish to insult, to keep their opinions to themselves. Please over...

I went back to school proud. I wasn’ t a virgin anymore, and my friends were all going to be so proud that I had finally gotten some instead of staying at home playing with my pussy. I walked up to school on the sidewalk, because the rain wou...

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Disclaimer: I do not take credit for this piece; it is nothing more then a completion of many fragments that make up a whole by a number of anonyms’ authors including myself. Though most of witch is written by myself the idea as a whole is a...

“ Mmmm… it’ s morning already? ” Denise stretched and sat up. Her legs were feeling a little numb from last night. She gently moved her legs over to the edge of the bed and slowly stood up. “ Woah… &rdq...

“ You keep teasing me with that story. Why don’ t you make it happen for me? ” I tell my man in the afterglow. “ Or perhaps for both of us? You have often told me you would like me to watch another man blow you. ”

Female Masturbation Addiction by Vanessa Evans A girl with a masturbation addiction has lots of firsts. Author’ s Note This story is linke...

The Naked Obstacle Course by Vanessa Evans Part 02 The next morning Charles woke me in the usual way then after breakfast we left to go to the villa in Greece. I wasn’ t su...

She could have pretended the first time was a fluke. Self-defense, like she told herself the next morning. For the next few weeks even; until, honestly, it had happened again. And again. And again, all in one week, during the thunderstorms that pl...

You would make the reservation and get there before me, late in the evening. Set the room up with a bottle of wine and something for me to wear, then leave a package with the front desk and spend the next half-hour at the bar. I would arrive alone...