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Your Name Here: Chapter 2

Chapter Two Jess awoke Saturday at about 11 a.m. His thoughts immediately flashed back to Wesley’s e-mail. He had said that he was 15, about 5’10”, had long, light blonde hair, had gray eyes, and had a slender but slightly defined body. He had also included a picture of himself in the email (in which Wesley was shirtless and looked really hot) and said that he wanted to meet Jess. But now, Jess was unsure. Was he really ready to acknowledge to himself and everyone else that he was gay? Was he really ready to meet Wesley? And all the fallout that could follow? What would his parents think? Or would they still not pay attention to him? He sat thinking for a long time, turning things over in his head. Finally, Jess turned on …

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Soccer Mom Gets Caught

Fbailey story number 606 Soccer Mom Gets Caught I work clean up at the local bowling alley. It is fairly easy work but it starts at midnight during the week and two in the morning on Friday and Saturday. Basically I empty trash, restock the bathrooms, and clean and polish the floors. Once a week I have to clean the mechanism that handles the bowing pins. Then one Tuesday night after the women’s bowling, I was let in as usual and the owner went home. I heard a noise coming from a hallway so armed with just a broom I approached the restrooms. As I came upon the lady’s room I cautiously opened the door to find a pile of clothes on the floor. I saw a pair of pants and a T-shirt along with …

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Private Tutor for Trophy Mom and Daughter

Chapter I: Landing the New Job I graduated from college just as the economy took a sharp downturn and the job market for English majors was considerably bleaker than it normally is. After failing to land a teaching job, I put ads in some upscale publications as a private tutor. Living on Manhattan’s Upper West Side I thought I had a good chance of stringing along enough students to keep my head above the water. It turned out that I would only need a single customer. The call came from the Talbotts of Connecticut, real blue blood DAR Yankees with pedigree and wealth. I corresponded with Mrs. Talbott about tutoring her daughter, Linda, who was having great difficulty graduating high school. She had just turned 18 but was in danger of flunking out. I sent …

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Sex du Juor: Fuck Me In This Forest

Stian Elberd and I myself—Ragnhild Ascwin—are departing off for a hush-hush and not-communal picnic at some far away seaside and seashore. By hush-hush, I denote that it is going to be the two of us alone and not more than that. Yes. We are going to gobble batches and assortments of delicious and lip-smacking food and more outstandingly and significantly have endless laps and lots of great and so out-of-this-world sex. It is to some extent chilly and icy, but we are going anyway. We have made up our minds and assessments about it and nothing is going to alter that. Regrettably and unluckily, and much to my own dissatisfaction and aggravation, the car that we are in—a bullion-colored Nissan Trimm 196—breaks down and Stian is left with no preference and alternative other than to …

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Orienteering Club

How would you decide what clubs to join during Freshers Week? I had some basic criteria: physically strenuous ok, team sports not ok, thinking ok, nerdy not ok; but, most of all, it had to be whatever those two girls over there were signing people up for! They were thin and beautiful, shockingly beautiful, with large breasts. It was the size and jutting-outness of their breasts, exaggerated by the flatness and tone of their tummies and athletic legs, that really grabbed my attention. They were wearing neon-green singlets with large arm holes flashing tantalizing glimpses of skin, tummy, ribs and sports bras. They had their long straight hair back in pony tails. They had identical dimensions but were in every respect opposites: One was brown haired, posh-spice looking, full body tan, surely waxed-smooth pussy, probably …

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Afterschool pleasure

[b]Authors note: This is my first time writing a story like this, so I hope you like it  Afterschool pleasure[/b] At Golden Star High school, class 12 D was having an English lesson and the teacher is Ms Taylor. Taylor is a 30 year old woman with long blonde hair and blue eyes; she also has an amazing figure that almost every girl dreamed of having. “Class open your book to page 25” Ms Taylor said. In the front row sat Cindy. Cindy was eyeing the teacher from head to toe and she couldn’t help fantasizing about the teacher. For some time now Cindy have been thinking of trying new things, like bondage, but she wanted to be the “master” and have a willing slave. The only one who she could think of being …

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Never Shame the Family

We were always taught to never shame the family. As we were poor we still had respect and everyone did their part to bring in some money to the family. At 17 years old I had just been fired from my third job as a busboy in a restaurant. As we sat around the table eating our rice father yelled out “You have shamed the family again. If you don’t start bringing some money to this family by the end of the month then you are out.” I began to cry and went outside to wallow in my sorrow. Mama came out and put her arm around me to comfort me. After I stopped crying she said she could help me with a new job but I would have to do exactly as she said. …

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Never Shame the Family

We were always taught to never shame the family. As we were poor we still had respect and everyone did their part to bring in some money to the family. At 17 years old I had just been fired from my third job as a busboy in a restaurant. As we sat around the table eating our rice father yelled out “You have shamed the family again. If you don’t start bringing some money to this family by the end of the month then you are out.” I began to cry and went outside to wallow in my sorrow. Mama came out and put her arm around me to comfort me. After I stopped crying she said she could help me with a new job but I would have to do exactly as she said. …

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My Sister’s Habit

My Sister’s Habit It was Friday night, about three o’clock. My sister Deanne had come home a minute ago, blind drunk again, as she often did lately. Right now, she was stumbling up the stairs in a fruitless attempt to make as little noise as possible to avoid waking up our parents. Of course, she didn’t need to worry about that, I doubt even a cannon blast would wake them. Not with his loud snoring and her earplugs. However, it did wake me. In a few more moments Deanne would stumble into my room, she always did. My cock was already swelling in anticipation. “Hi shexy” she slurred as she staggered through the door and steadied herself with both hands on my bed. I could smell beer on her breath, then taste it as she …

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Breeding At Will

It took several years longer than expected, but finally in 2030 Covid ended. Unfortunately it claimed a lot of lives with it. The latest variant proved so deadly it killed most within a day. This meant the virus was able to kill itself off but taking the host with it. The final death toll was high, very high. A lot of business collapsed without workers and the population had become much smaller. Luxury businesses, or ones less important to the survival of humanity quickly diminished leaving essential workers as some of the most important. However, humans are adaptable and life quickly resumed at its normal pace, with life being a bit less crowded. Many of the political fights ongoing ceased as surviving was much more important. The fight to overturn Roe vs Wade was abandoned …

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Who’s Your Daddy? (A Daughter’s Love)

JackassTales…Tale # 37…Readers; here is another taboo tale of a forbidden incestuous relationship. Although related, this time my sex characters are full-grown, consenting adults. While the events as depicted in this fictional fantasy story might not happen in ‘real life’ they certainly did happen inside my horny, old perverted mind! Who’s Your Daddy? (A Daughter’s Love) Angela stood at the head of the casket holding on tightly to her dad’s trembling hand. She was so proud of her father’s indomitable courage. The long line of well-wishers saw only the pretense facade of determined acceptance enlightening the man’s face. This daughter of a tender, sensitive, and passionate man knew her father was holding on to his nerves by only the thinnest of threads. Angela knew how precariously close her dad was to breaking down in tears …

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Shipwrecked 7, and final

One of the things that I liked about Jessie was that regardless of what I thought, she made decisions on her own. If she disagreed with me, I knew it, she had no qualms about sharing it with me. For other people is could be annoying, but for me it was as honest and truthful and clear as the sunshine on a cloudless day. Ok, sometimes it was annoying for me too, but it definitely made her more attractive then some silly bimbo that just smiled at you and nodded as she planned her itinerary for tomorrow in her head. So no matter how close the three of us grew, it was always Jessie that I wanted to be with and do anything for. When it came to be our anniversary, I wanted to do …

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Double Trouble?

Double Trouble? Nobody likes being shoved out the door….at least I sure didn’t…but in my mid 50s…job opportunities dried up and when I tried to make a job change…I found myself instead left out in the cold…like so many before me. So what does a retired Math teacher do to keep from going stark raving nuts? For the first few months I looked for meaningful part time demployment…I tried a bunch of different things but finally lowerd my lofty sighjts and settled for part time retail working at Home Depot. It’s okay, and I do know a lot about carpentry, painting, ect.…and does have some fringe benefits…along with employee discounts…so I stick with it. Usually I work weekends…and one or two days during the week…not too demanding and the extra income is good although financially, …

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Trapped the end

The rest of the day was pretty normal. Daddy was digging a path to the wood pile, although I am sure in a few hours it will be covered up again. I was unpacked our things, putting my stuff in mommy’s dresser, like daddy said to. I sat on the bed looking around, the bed under me reminded of me of last night, or I should say earlier this morning. I stretched out on the bed, my body ached a little, but was still humming from the mind blowing orgasm I had before the mirror. I felt bone tired, but also hyper at the same time. I pulled daddy’s pillow under my head, his scent surrounded me I guess I fell asleep because the next thing I knew something very cold slid up the inside …

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Is The Rumor True?

“Oh, shit,” she muttered, parting her lips from mine. “I totally forgot to tell you, Piper.” “We’re making out in the bathroom five minutes before the first class of the new semester, and you just suddenly remember something, Emma?” “Yes, smart-ass,” she giggled, backing away a tad. “I heard a rumor about our teacher, Ms. Lewis; supposedly, she left her last teaching job in another district because she got busted for having sex with students. Female students, I might add.” “No, shit? Well, that is worthy of breaking up our make-out session. How did you hear about this?” “I have a cousin that goes to college in that district, and she told me she heard that she took a job here at our college. My cousin couldn’t confirm it because the teacher changed her name, …

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Adventures of Sarah – Chapter 7

Hank just continued to watch as Tyshawn plowed the little teacher’s ass. It was an interesting sight to see a long, hard, black cock moving in and out of her white ass. The contrast was fascinating. He saw Tyshawn grimace and pull her legs into his chest. He knew they were soft and warm and he didn’t blame Tyshawn for holding onto them. Tyshawn finished unloading into her and moved away. Hank saw her ass stay open just a few seconds and snap shut again. Hank got off of the couch and walked over to the table. Sarah lay on the table, her eyes closed and her breathing slow and deep. She seemed to be sleeping but he thought it more likely that her body had just shut down. He thought back over the last …

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Christmas Date Part 2

I heard the dog make that whin that means he needs out to do his business. I looked around and at the clock, it was 7:30 am, and we were laying side by side in my bed. I looked at her sleeping there so peacefully. What a beautiful site. The dog whined again, so I got up and let him outside, and I went to the can and took a piss. I walked back to the bedroom and watched her sleep for a few minutes, then grabbed a tee shirt and my sweat pants, got dressed and headed for the kitchen. First thing I did was clean up the mess we left from last night. I then thought about what to make for breakfast. I decided on making an omelette. I got some bacon, onion, …

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Missy: Day Two

Day Two The next morning I made a pleasant discovery. It seemed like the more I masturbated, the more aware of my body I was. Everything felt different. The sheets felt softer on my bed, making me stretch lazily like a cat when I woke up. My cute little toes pointing and toned legs stretching to their full length. When I stood up my perky little buds of breasts felt heavy and swollen. My hands slid up my body to cup them through my cotton sleep shirt. My nipples tingled and tightened. I could see them peeking through the threadbare white tee I loved to wear to bed. It was an old workout shirt of Daddy’s and was worn from the years of washing. Sometimes I swore it still smelled like him though, fresh and …

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That Bastard Husband Of Mine

Fbailey story number 456 That Bastard Husband Of Mine I could scarcely believe that my neighbor asked me to take dirty pictures of her and to post them on the Internet. As it turned out her husband had cheated on her and she threw him out threatening divorce. This was another way for her to get even with him. He had a goody two shoes persona that he kept up, even though he was a dirty filthy pig. Danielle had suspected her husband of cheating on her for years but let it go because of their children. Finally, she had enough. She found lipstick on his underwear around the opening, his suit coat smelled of expensive perfume, and there was a sticky note in his briefcase reminding him of their rendezvous that evening. When he …

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Sister Martha’s splinter_(1)

One evening in 1842 The sun was setting over the western hills bathing the valley side in a golden glow. I looked up from my books and decided to take a walk before darkness fell. Our house stood some way above the village and I decided to walk down to sample a pint or two of ale before supper. “I’m going for a walk I may be some time,” I informed the housekeeper before I strode off in search of refreshment. I had not gone many yards before I came across a Nun hurrying towards the village. “Good evening,” I greeted her, “You seem to be in a great rush.” “We need the doctor,” she explained. “I think I saw him en route to the Stag and Hornet an hour since,” I explained. “Oh no, …

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