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Erica was pretty adventurous during our playtime. She had made suggestions about anal sex and offered none of the upturned-nose type behavior some people have with it. She had taken a rather vigorous anal fingering and had no problem with analingus when I performed it on her



It was a hot night in August. The sun was setting, and Amanda was up in the hay loft of the barn watching the sunset. She didn’t mind the heat too much. The wind was lightly blowing and the cooler night air was starting to set in
This is a tale of a young boy named Brunie. There once was a 12 year old boy named Brunie. Brunie always considered himself mature for his age and always tried to act this way. He would often masturbate and drink alcohol. One day, Brunie was alone in his room, masturbating of course
Day-3 The alarm went off at 5:30 am with a loud noise. “Emily Davis, I’m going to murder you if that thing doesn’t shut up,” Evie shouted lying face down in her bed. “Sorry, sorry,” I apologized quickly, trying to turn off the alarm
I did feel bad because we were such good of friends, and she had tears in her eyes when she was running home. As the days passed, which turned into months, which turned into years, we grew more distant because of that incident, and eventually, didn’t even talk much anymore
Janie awoke the next morning feeling refreshed and alive. She got up and looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes sparkled and newfound awareness shone deep within them. Wanting to please her daddy, she sat down at her dresser, naked



I was sixteen when I started dating my first real boyfriend. I had always been sexually curious, watching pornography from around the age of 13, exploring my body, even the childhood games my playmates and I would create often had a component of sexuality to them
Part 3 of the story. The next week started off with a bang, that much is for damm sure. On Sunday morning my wife received a call from her sister, I could hear Ellen’s ranting and screaming in the background so obviously something had happened



I was shaking to say the very least as I unlocked the front door. She looked at me with a devious smile and grabbed my hand and dragged me up to my room


Back a few years ago I authored the story of Mallory and myself. We got 1000's of replies and emails. Most however did not believe our story, although they liked it. That is okay because if I hadn't lived it I would have not believed myself. But sometimes the extrodinary does happen
Aaron must have got whiplashed as fast as he turned his head with hope in his eyes as he looked to Melinda thinking about being the first one in her ass. Bill smirked at Mark “Christ like a dog in heat our Aaron!” Mark joining Bill laughing at their friend



Hitchhiker 2 "First, you both need to come over here, closer to me." They both slide closer until all three of us made a triangle with me in the middle. I leaned forward and kissed Kim on the lips. I teased my tongue into her mouth. She kisses back with wild abandon
For as long as he could remember, he had always loved the female form. Some of his fondest earliest memories were of time spent with his mother and older sisters, watching them undress and bathe
My name is Nate I am 31 yrs old. My mom just remarried three months ago. Her husband has a thirteen year old daughter named Anber. She has long blond hair,blue eyes and milky white skin
Thanks you all for continuing to read my work. I'm sorry i neglected this series lately, as I hope many of you saw, I ran into an unexpected project I just could not ignore