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A Family Man: Part 1 Awakenings

Hello, my name is David. I am 87 years old and I am dying. As I lie here on my deathbed, awaiting the inevitable, I’d like to share with you my life story. To me, it is an extraordinary tale, but alas, that is my personal opinion. I will leave it up to you to decide for yourself if my story merits such distinction. As with all stories, deciding on where to begin is most important. While my life, my true life, began on my 18th birthday, I feel I would remiss if I didn’t first explain how I came to that point. Who I was following my 18th birthday was not exactly who I was prior, but it helps to know what kind of person I was so you might at least understand the …

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JUST AN OLD FASHIONED GIRL–Part 6 (Conclusion)

>>>>>> I drove us to the diner Tuesday morning. I could tell that Rosie was antsy. She told me of her feelings as I drove into the diner’s parking lot. “I’m nervous, Steven. What if I’m not pregnant?” “I don’t know how you couldn’t be. You haven’t had your period in almost two months, but even if you’re not we’ll just keep trying until you are. Then we’ll try some more.” I was grinning wildly as we exited the car. We had our usual breakfasts. By now I think Mona could get them in her sleep. We were boringly predictable at breakfast. We saved most of our creativity for the bedroom. I dropped her at the library, but only after she had kissed me for more than five minutes. I was still at the office …

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Tommy loves married pussy

Tommy loves married pussy Tommy Oliver was an average 18-year-old always horny. His mother Janet was an attractive 41-year-old she was by all accounts a MILF, all his friends wanted to fuck her. Five months ago Tommy parents had had a get together on a Saturday afternoon, Janet’s best friend Heather had seduced Tommy in his bedroom while the party was going on. This is when Tommy discovered two things, first Heather was submissive, and he really like and wanted only married pussy. With older married woman they were eager to spread there legs for a young man with a 9” cock. As the party ended, he realized his mother had drank a little too much, he walked over to her, “mom you ok, yes dear just need to get my ass up and moving …

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Susie’s Zoo Submission III

After the vet left her, Susie slipped into a foggy sleep, her body still strapped down to the large exam table in the ape exhibit. She awoke sometime later, who knows how long it had been, but the sun was up, and gathered in front of her were two people. Adam, her vet rapist from the night before, was standing next to an elegant looking woman. She was dressed in the same khaki attire that Adam was, similar to what you would find on safari, but had a bearing that was extremely different. Tall, slender, with white hair, but few wrinkles, she was beautiful. Adam stood there, looking down at the floor, as the woman approached. “I am Dr. Elizabeth Stone, chief zoologist of the park here. I understand that one of our more, shall …

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Fulfilling my dreams pt.2

Whilst Lucy showered I went and waited for her in the kitchen. She came walking in wearing just a silk dressing gown. My eyes widened as she walked over and gave me a kiss. “Listen, Lucy” I said. “Yes, babe”. Lucy innocently replied. “You don’t regret anything that happened last night, do you?” “Of Course I don’t! You treated me like a woman, I had been treated properly by a man for the first time in ages. I may be double your age but I’m not letting that stop us. Plus you were super good in that bed because you made me scream with passion” I could tell that Lucy was telling the truth just by the tone of her voice. She sounded so happy and excited. “If that’s the case then I guess you …

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House Girl VIII- The Western Flight

The problem with Theresa didn’t leave my thoughts. Instead of fading as an unsolvable problem, I began to focus more and more of my time to coming up with a solution to the four obvious questions: How had someone cracked my mind control robots? How had someone been able to create another nanobot device that I could not detect? Who built them? And finally, why would they use them against me? The final question was the key to understanding the rest of the questions, I was certain. It seemed fairly obvious to me that if someone was sophisticated enough to corrupt one of my most important inventions, they were sophisticated enough to do many other things without my assistance. They wouldn’t need to tip me off to their existence unless they actually needed me for …

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Going Down Under–Chapter 1

One of the great things about teaching in university is that you get opportunities to teach in other countries if you are a traveling sort. I had been at it awhile and badly needed a break from my current life in the U.S. I’d also lived too long in the snow and cold, so I was looking for an opportunity to go somewhere that would be warm year round. I got a grant to study marine life around the islands and reefs off of Queensland, Australia. The grant did not include any living expenses, so I needed something to pay the bills. I managed to get a visiting position at Paradise Waters High School in the area known as the Sunshine Coast. It was close enough to my research area, and warm year round, so …

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Compartments

Compartments (C) Mojavejoe420 2020 Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis. Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you can’t do a damn thing about it, you have to lock all that in a compartment or you will be dead, too. When it comes time to bring your fighter back on board a carrier, the only thing that is on your mind better be landing the plane. Everything …

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Favorite Aunt – Ch. 7

Chapter 7 The Cottage It had been a couple of weeks since Ben arrived and once again he awoke with a start from another bad dream relating to events about his family. Breathing rather heavy he sat up and swung his feet off the bed to the floor. He bent over and ran through a deep breathing exercise to calm it and help clear his mind. He had dreamed like this five nights since coming here and wondered why. ‘Guilt or anguish?’ he thought to himself. He sat up from his bent over position and looked around noting the ultra-dim floor lighting was on. Figuring Jean had gotten up, he saw her dimly silhouetted figure standing by the window looking out over the back yard and down at the pool. He thought that she might …

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Essex Girl

Essex Girl by Vanessa Evans Part 01 Okay, so I’m an Essex girl. I may be blonde and reasonable looking but I like to think that I’m not your stereo-type Essex girl. I’m slim, and have small breasts and I have a degree in Forensic Accounting. My name is Millie and after I left university I was lucky enough to get a good job with a big bank. It was in my home town, Loughton, as well; but after living in a hall of residence, then a shared house, I decided that I wasn’t going to move back in with my parents. My new job is well paid and I decided that I could just about afford to rent my own flat. Everything went great for the first 6 months. Okay I didn’t have much …

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Corn Girl_(1)

This story is fictional. It has to be, musn’t it? If I had really done this, I could be arrested. So all representations herein, are purely figments of my imagination, any similarity between characters herein and anyone living or dead is purely conincidental. Yeah, sure! Corn Girl Indiana. I’m on my way to the Indianapolis plant, a required once per month engineering visit. Of the four required visits each month Indianapolis, Milwaukee, and of course Chicago, were close enough to the regional headquarters to drive instead of fly. Overall, the 4 hours spent driving to Indianapolis was just about the same as driving to the airport, waiting for the flight, flying, renting a car and driving to the plant. Only Detroit was too far to drive. With great late summer weather, I preferred to drive. …

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The Private Life of Teachers

I stood in front of the year 9 class leading a discussion on the properties of carbon dioxide that make it good for smoke machines. It was the third time in two weeks that had had given this lesson and I feel that I may not have been teaching it with quite the enthusiasm I had on the first run through. On the upside I had already heard all the misconceptions and wrong answers before, I didn’t mind when they got it wrong but had thought about it but the ones that just shout out key words when you ask a question really got under my skin. Connor, one of the students was particularly bad at this and was really starting to piss me off but of course I just smiled and corrected him and …

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Breastfeeding Again

Mom has often been compared to Salma Hayek – she is Latina and just as beautiful with an amazing petite tight body and a gorgeous 34C rack that look great on her. When my friends and I started noticing girls, my friends would give me a hard time about how hot my mom was and I actually felt proud. Mainly because I knew that she WAS hot and their moms were fat and ugly. My usual response to them was “I wish I could say the same about your mom, but….” That would usually shut them up real quick. They would always come up with some reason as to why they needed to come over, with excuses like needing to borrow a book or just to hang out, always asking if my mom would be …

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Going Nova ch. 11: All of Brie

Ivy met the Novas in the foyer of their home. She spoke quietly. “Elsie’s on my phone on the couch. Brie’s asleep in her bed. She passed out on stage.” “Passed out?” Warrick asked, concerned. “She’s okay.” Ivy reassured him. “She didn’t have a big fall, but she had a, well… a dramatic experience, you could say.” Ivy turned to Hazel, “Did you tell him what I told you?” Hazel shook her head, “Not fully, but I’ve prepared him.” “Damn, you’re gonna make me say it again?” “I thought it would be best that it not come from me second-hand. You were the one who was there.” Hazel urged. Ivy took a deep breath and turned to Warrick. “I went to the mall to go to the fashion show, and discovered that Brie and Elsie …

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The Hotel: Room Service

Room Service I was naked on my back, rubbing my little clit, when the phone rang on the nightstand beside the bed. I reached out with one of my pussy juice soaked hands and snatched the cordless phone off of the receiver. “Hello?” I said breathlessly, answering. “Miss Donovan? This is Claire from Guest Services,” a perky female voice said on the other end of the line. I circled my clit a few times, teasing myself and then tapped my button gently. “Yea? Oh yea…” I moaned, breathing heavily into the phone, not bothering to hide that I was diddling my happy clitty. Her voice lowering to a sexier tone Claire spoke again. “Yes, that’s exactly what we’re calling you about, that little pussy you’re playing with. We noticed that you may be in need …

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Betrayed!_(1)

Betrayed! By Randy MacAnus All rights reserved by the author. If you would like to see more chapters to this story, please indicate that in the comments below. If you have ideas about directions you might like the story to take, by all means include them in the comments. I have additional chapters outlined, but am open to modifying, if I get interesting feedback. I’m straight. I’m sure of that. But you’d never know it, with all the stuff I’ve been through! My name is Maximillian Marx. Yeah, I know. Tell me about it. Everyone calls me Max, thank heavens, but even then, the name ‘Max Marx’ still causes snickers. Anyway I grew up on a farm in Kansas way back in the day. No Internet. No sex education. No personal computers. No Playboys in …

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Neighbors are Bitches

It was early Friday evening when Brendan got a knock on his door. He quickly put on some pants. There was another knock as he shuffled to the door. He looked through the peephole and was surprised to see his neighbor from across the hall. He fumbled with the door but got it open. He immediately regretted not actually getting dressed that morning. His hair was disheveled and his shirt could use a wash. Brendan knew he cleaned up well but he wasn’t cleaned up. Brendan kinda just stared at the athletic blonde standing in front of him, until she finally piped up, “Hey, it’s Brendan right? I hate to impose but are you in town this weekend?” Brendan tried as hard as he could not to stare at her fit body and small perky …

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Meeting of minds

Meeting of Minds by Robin He padded into the room, paused and glanced at the people, who stared back at him with baleful looks. The room held three strangers; his mistress and a fourth, shadowy figure in an alcove that he couldn’t quite make out. His olfactory senses informed him of the charged atmosphere. Mingled with the familiar aroma of sex and pheromones was apprehension, even a little fear. The perfumes worn by them did little to hide the musk of sweat and aroused glandular activity. His nose told him of these things, it never lied. Two women sat on the red leather settee. A blond haired woman, dressed in some sort of loose gown printed in gaudy colours sat nearest the door. She it was exuded the apprehension. Her discomfort was apparent in the …

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This summer it will be hot

This is just the beginning. When I started writing it, I never imagined that it would be this big. So, this is only the first part .The beginning is slow, but I like it this way. i don’t like to rush into things. Enjoy! The bell rang, announcing the end of another long and boring school year. Students flowed into the hallways. A tumult stood through all the school. The students shouted, laughed and talked loudly while walking towards the exit. The most impatient ran towards it. A fourteen year old boy with long blond hair, falling on his shoulders and sad deep blue, almost sapphire eyes walked through the enormous crowd towards the school’s main doors, but he wasn’t paying attention to all the noise around. Iphone ear-buds plugged his ears and let him …

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