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Thank you for reading! If you want to read my other stories, they are found here: Wednesday afternoon. Hump day was finally coming to a close. What a crappy day. What a crappy week

Translated From The Memoirs Of Caterine DuMont: (Marseille France, 1926-) I always find myself thinking about the warm evenings here, how the sun always coincides with everything that is Marseillemy city of light

Note: I've posted this story on another account but it got deleted so im posting it a second time. Im the original author of it. This is my first story i've wrote, leave your pheedbacks and tell me what you think

My First Time was published a few days ago - and that was a wonderful experience. This story is what happened before that and my first experience with sex.. I began my sex life early and I only have my Daddy to thank for it

Jackson drove away from the Danish dog brothel and back on to the main road. Bruce and he were both drained and Carla had just been hand milked. His hot high school daughter Nina was still perky and she played with his dick as they drove

I was watching her try out the new game I just got, she couldn’t keep any consoles in her house… something about trying to impress boys. If only they knew she was a total dork when she could get her hands on the controller. “Sarah?” I asked

Crissy was thrilled. She crawled up into her father's arms, rubbing her hot virgin body against his hard powerful frame. "Am I as good as Mommy before she left us?" she asked. "Better, baby," Douglas rasped, cradling his child in his arms. "Oooh, Daddy

I sat down to write a part two of this story and was gonna start off with a recap of what happened last time from dad's perspective, but it kinda took over and well, this is what came out Hope you enjoy, I still plan on writing more chapters soon so stay tuned

Lisa lies in her bed thinking about the last week with tomorrow being her last half day in school. It really escalated last Saturday when her dad was able to have two of his friend’s ‘catch’ her masturbating in the basement

Hi I'm Adam 21years old. This is going to be a part of a series BUT each story can be stand alone stories. All of the stories I am going to be making are completely true. -Any feedback is welcome. **Toronto, Ont** this is part 3 I've been seeing this guys Steve for a while now

Tuesday afternoon - part 2 "What the fuck is going on", said the man again. He had just entered the room to find Jack about to ass fuck his wife, Amanda

It's amazing how things happen sometimes. Let me tell you a story of something that happened to me not long ago. Part 1 I live at home with my mom and sister. We lost my dad about 6 months ago to a car accident. My sister is a year and a half older than me

Here we are. My first story. Before I just reposted stories, well now here is a story I made. Series worthy? Jessie gasped seeing that Ravi's manhood was over 6 inches. “Wow Ravi how long is it now?” Jessie asked walked forward and dropping to her knees

It was game night, my friend Paul is over to watch the game. It's a usually weekly tradition of ours where we sit in front of the TV, get drunk and eat junk. Since my wife left me 6 months ago, it's been the only thing keeping me going in all honesty; that and my daughter Kerry

Once, a curious 5-year-old heard her parents arguing. She eavesdropped as they called each other names like bitch and bastard. She interrupted and asked them what a bitch is and what a bastard is. Her mother told her that a bitch is a woman and a bastard is a man