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DISCLAIMER #1: All sexual acts in this story occur between adults over the age of 18. DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, black mail, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read
A Night to Remember with Brandy The thunderous sound of my Mustang rumbling down the highway, I couldn’t go fast enough, weaving in and out of cars, downshifting into 4th passing Porsches and Lambos on cruises around town to show off their trophy wives or girlfriends, or both
Michael stared at the ceiling above, he had never felt plesure this good and it made his muscles spasm every few seconds. The bar was completely silent apart from Grace's wet slurping sounds so Michael could hear all the dirty little noises her tongue was making


--- Okay, so this is my first story. It’s a simple, the-girl-next-door type of thing, so let me know what you think! Sorry if my English isn’t all that great. ïŠ …………………………………………………………………………….. I first saw her when she had just moved in
First I’d like to say that this story is complete fiction and for my fellow perverts (; My eldest brother Matthew (or Matt) was about 11 when I was born, by the time I was 7, he was off to college and the only time I saw him was on holidays
the naked body of Susan Meadows, a single mother in her 30thes, she was slowly but surely becoming more and more awake because of it, though she’d already been awakened by the sound of the alarm clock, which, for some reason, always seemed to manage to wake her up - no matter how deep asleep she was
It was the beginning of 8th grade when I first got a boyfriend. He was my height, about 5' 5'', and very lean and muscular with long, straight hair. While I on the other hand, wasn't as defined and had short hair



Thick as a Brick My dad made me take the day off school to wait for the painters who were going to do our apartment. He couldn’t do it himself because he had a big client for personal training at his gym
The events in this story are roughly related to a specific court case which is completed, and now a matter of public record. Names, places and event timing have been altered; however effort has been made to accurately portray the substance of the case background and the court findings
The thunder outside scared me more than anything. At the age of ten things of that nature tended to upset me more than most, and as the lightning flashed and the crackling roared throughout the room I felt so alone and frightened. I rushed out of my room and fled to my Daddy’s bed
Hi, and thanks for reading my story. First im gonna have to say sorry about the spelling mistakes, since English is my second languane
The fair was in town and it is usually a great place to check out some hot young ladies. I walked around trying to not drool at all the sexy girls, they were so many wearing tight daisy dukes, just love them shorts
Anyone looking for a story full of sex then I suggest you switch to another story, this one is long and meant to be romantic


Day 3 - Part 2 Cadence got out of the shower and began drying herself off. Both Kelly and Jasmine had gone home, both happily fucked, a few hours ago. Now Cadence was by herself and she had been discovering some things about herself