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Six-Mile High Club Ch. 9 (final chapter) As Michael had not planed for anything fancy on his vacation, he wore a nice shirt and a pair of black slacks, with a tie; that his Dad had given him. It went well with his shirt
It was only one month ago I had the most exciting moment ever. It started one day at school, when I was listening to a manatory sex ed speech about do's and don'ts. I'm pretty sure we all have gone through it at least once
I rushed to the top of the stairs as I heard the doorbell, peering over the banister I saw my mother open the door and excitedly waved as I realised it was my next door neighbour Charlotte
Beautiful Niece Kaylee Ch. 12 I walked into the office with a spring in my step, humming an old Motown tune. My receptionist looked up surprised. I took a few awkward dance steps, then a really horrible spin. I ended up facing her with both fingers pointing out



When Mike woke up Tuesday morning, with Candy in the bed next to him sleeping heavily, he grinned. Today Zoë got back into town. He checked the alarm clock (6:34) before turning over and looking at Candy. Once his worst nemesis, now his fuck buddy, Candy was not as attractive as Zoë
It was 3.15pm when I first heard the plaintive voice outside my window “Ellie …. ELLIE …. I KNOW you’re there”. I looked up from my computer screen, complete with the freshly shaved pussy I’d been wanking to, and looked out of the window
Introduction: “Broadstairs Minor Sir,” the lower sixth prefect announced as he escorted the young Broadstairs into the Deputy Heads snug. “Yes Lampbert, what is all this about?” the Deputy Head asked, “Broadstairs won’t let me bugger him sir



Hey there. Before anything I would like to tell everyone that this is my first ever story. I'm not to confident with my self yet but if you enjoyed it than a rating would be nice. Also English is not my mother language. I've studied English and lived in the USA for a few years
Daddy was reading the newspaper in the living room. Mama was preparing dinner in the kitchen as she always did at this time of day. Upstairs the siblings, Joe and Ellen were discussing things. They were 9 and 6, Joe was the oldest



WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! Ridiculous and despicable filth is contained in the following. Do NOT read if you are not turned on by hardcore mother/son stories



Boom! The horrifying and unmistakeable sound of the wooden door being ripped violently from its hinges. Daniel pulled his knees in as close to his chest as he could and huddled himself tightly into a compact corner of his room
“What the hell is going on here?!” asked Ben as he walked in the room. Connor immediately shot his head upward as did I. My heart dropped since I knew Ben would be pissed that I got to have sex with Connor before he did
This is a true story about a girl I use to see every so often when she would come up to visit her friend Tammy. Bernadette was her full name but we just call her Bernie. Her father was the principal of our school and she really had a crush on me at the time
My first MM experience was with a friend who was a few years older than me. He and I walked to school often over the years and chatted whilst we did. He told me about an English lesson where they had read a story involving a woman being ‘laid on her back’
Ok so let me just give you a little back ground info. I'm a 23 year old guy, love working out so I'm in reasonably good shape and I'm 6'2'' 200lbs