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John woke up that morning with a major headache. He walked downstairs slowly trying not to trip. "Hi hunni" his mom greeted him. "Hey mom" he grumbled "what's wrong sweetie" "my head is killing me" "" here baby" she walked to the bathroom came back and handed him some Advil



I remember the first time I took a cock in my ass, I was 16-years-old. Back then I was blonde, 5’2, 110 pounds and 32C chest. My figure never failed to turn the heads the of guys at my school, even the ones who had girlfriends. I have to admit that I didn’t have any friends



~Part 1~ Talking to you every day became a ritual that I looked forward to. You would call or send me a text, just shooting the breeze, which always put a smile on my face. The more I talked to you, the more intrigued I became



The sunlight is so bright, sitting up I look around and survey the wreckage, three naked boys, I vaguely remember them from last night, Sue and I’d met then last night. They took us to the party, I was sore all over, it was such a fun party



The Airport by Zane From The Sex Chronicles: Shattering the Myth Copyright©1997, 1998, 1999 All Rights Reserved You meet me at the airport right on time after my return flight from Jamaica. Even though I had a great time vacationing with my friends, I can hardly wait to see you



NOTE: There is NO sex in THIS PART of the story. I promise in the chapters to come there will be plenty of hot lustful sex. This is just the introduction. I was just sitting on the couch, watching some documentary on The Dark Ages. It was interesting



Cheryl stood in her place within the row of girls, fidgeting anxiously. Like the other five who joined her in the row, she was completely naked, her hands tied behind her back with a thick, heavily knotted rope



My First Speeding Ticket I guess you could say that I was a fast driver starting out. My dad raced, his dad raced, and it kind of ran in the family. The only problem is, a lot of people didn't associate girls with racing
I lazily wake knowing that it is Saturday and then smile because I know that Kendra spent the night last night. I roll to my side to find her beautiful face still peacefully sleeping. She has a few locks of hair that has fallen across her face
My boyfriend Jake wants to trophy-fuck my friend Donna So my guy says he wants to fuck my friend Donna who is a slag. I had introduced him to Donna and her boyfriend Mike as we used to hang around together
This is a true story, from back when I was a teenaged slut. Hey what can I say, it was the 80's and I liked to screw
“Where R U now?” flashed on Tre'’s cell phone. He could tell it was Brittany. She was checking in from the far side of Orlando, in hopes of catching him with some free time. “Still in Chicago,” he texted back. “Thinking of u.” Then, just for effect, he added a smiley wink
The next morning, I woke up early, as I did most every morning, took my shower, ate a bowl of oatmeal with my hair wrapped in a towel, got dressed and went off to work. My job placed me at the university's library, one of my favorite places in the world
At 36 years old I was going through a messy divorce. That doesn’t seem unreasonable by today’s standards, but at the time it was almost unheard of
A girl goes to work for her Stepbrother by Vanessa Evans Part 01 “Where shall I start?” Olivia asked. “When I told your mother that you could come and live with me and look for a job near where I live.” Noah replied