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Sisters By The Pool Part 16 (Thanksgiving Special)

Things progressed rather stagnantly after the school carnival rendezvous. Danielle and I continued to be an item in school, and weekends generally consisted of the two of us, with the occasional guest appearance from Hailey. It had actually been a while since I had seen Melanie, or the rest of the cheer squad, and the break from juggling more than two girls at a time had been a welcomed recovery period. Of course, there was still that little annoying chore called school in the way. I was a pretty smart student, but the overwhelming majority of my classes were boring, and it eventually became a game of survival. I had heard of many young adults working for the weekend, but that was essentially what I was doing during the school week. I finished homework assignments …

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Desires of Hogwarts – Part 2

After the breakfast, the students went their separate ways. The golden trio had to rush to their most dreaded lesson, DADA taught by Dolores Umbridge. As the class filed into the cramped and messy classroom, they were quite surprised to see the new teacher they had noticed at breakfast. He was sitting non-challantly, fiddling with some muggle technology device, feet up on the table, seemingly not realizing that students were filing into his classroom. Hermione felt herself getting aroused as she looked at him intently, even though she had sex an hour before. “Good morning class, My name is Professor Barrowman, but please just call me Jack. As you must have realized by now, I am not, infact, Umbridge. She has decided to take a more active part in running the school, which leaves me …

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Thanksgiving Giving Getting Together

Lynn Paterson was married to a wonderful man called Allan who unfortunately spends most of his life at sea with the Merchant Navy. They have a son Billy who has the same light blue eyes and fair hair as his father and an athletic figure that is carried in his 5 foot 11 inch frame He also has a beautiful and thick eight and a half inch cock which he regularly slides deep into his mother’s juicy cunt. Karen is Lynn’s thirty four year old sister who has long raven blackhair, is 5 foot 7 inches tall and a 38-26-36 figure Karen had married at 19 to an asshole who regularly used her as a punch bag before pissing off with some slut, and the only good that ever came out of him was their …

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Welcome Home_(5)

Thank you for reading my story. I appreciate comments as I like to know what people thought of my story or how readers feel the story may be better. ********************************************************************* I was sitting at the kitchen table waiting for him when I heard his car pull into the yard. He came in the house, hung up his coat and was taking off his tie when he entered the kitchen. He stopped when he saw me. “Well hello, what do we have here?” He stood in the doorway taking in the sight of me, naked except for one of his dress shirts that I had only partially buttoned. I had done my makeup a little darker tonight. I sat there letting him look his fill, the desire in his eyes turning me on. I smiled at …

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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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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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SLUT 4 U – Part VII

SLUT 4 U by Sinistra Part VII Ding! Scarlett instinctively reached for her phone, but stopped upon realising that she had no pockets. She was wearing a skirt. Of course. Skirts don’t have pockets. This made sense in her mind, but something still felt wrong. It was the same feeling she’d had that morning, when choosing an outfit for the day. She looked in her drawer, but all she had seen was a bland selection of trousers. Jeans, chinos, callotts – surely these couldn’t be her clothes? Where were the miniskirts? Short shorts? She had made do with a cute pink skirt, but something still didn’t feel…right. However, after realising this would provide the perfect excuse for a weekend shopping spree, whatever anxieties that had threatened to disrupt her mental sanctity crept back into her …

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Till Death

“All extremes of feeling are allied with madness.” -Virginia Woolf, “Orlando” *** It was sundown. The carriage reached the cottage on the cliffs. Porphyria followed the path to the door, but hesitated before knocking. Maybe I should go back, she thought. Maybe I should just throw myself off the cliffs instead. That would be better. But she knocked, and when the door opened she went in without waiting to be invited or greeted. She had to duck a bit to fit through the doorframe. She was a great, tall woman, with strong arms and broad shoulders and a hard face, but she was often called beautiful. (A duke wrote a sonnet about her hair two seasons ago. She called the verses “quaint.”) Hester was wiping flour—covered fingers on her apron. She was small and fine, …

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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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My White Boy Sissy

Daniel Martin… That kid is picked on more than most people in this school. Mostly because he’s small, meek, and looks more like a girl than most of the girls in this school. I wouldn’t say he’s skinny because he’s got the widest hips I’ve ever seen, but his upper body is the stereotypical nerd torso. His ass though… Damn, he’s got an ass most girls would be jealous of. Most of the time I can’t stop thinking of what it would feel like to have my big black dick 9 inches deep in that ass. Or his pink luscious lips wrapped around it. Unfortunately, being the starting wide receiver for Santa Barbara, I’ve got a certain rep to uphold. And it wouldn’t look good if I was seen banging a band sissy. Especially a …

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Red – Part II – The Truck Stop

Sara’s mind raced as she eased up I-95. It had been a routine trip from Richmond heading home to Hoboken until the accident stopped traffic 30 miles back. Traffic was moving much better north of Wilmington, but she was still panicked over what had just happened. Stuck in dead-stop traffic, listening to her boyfriend, Brian, talk dirty to her on the phone, she’d done the unthinkable. Brian knew she was wearing her short jean skirt, no panties (She’d left them on his apartment floor when they fucked before she left town.) and the thought of her driving up 95 like that was making him horny. He’d talked her into a rock-her-world orgasm. She smiled at the thought of her orgasm, the pleasure, but then suddenly the thought of seeing that truck driver beside her, peering …

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Do Anything for Friends_(0)

This story is mostly true, although, I admit that I have played it up some. Surprisingly, not by much. Names and places changed, of course, but I hope you all enjoy. How long had Tim known Lindsey? They had been best friends for many years now; he spent so much time at her home, he was practically considered part of the family. It was their senior year in high school and Tim was sitting in his math class when he felt his phone’s vibration go off in his pocket. The teacher was pretty lenient about texting in class so he pulled his phone out, not-so-subtly hiding it behind his book. He was able to read the incoming text message. “He broke up with me…” It was Lindsey, talking about her latest boyfriend. Tim had always …

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The Office Affair

({*}) ({*}) ({*}) Shawn walked into the office for the first time this morning. He was a green accountant right out of school. He had been hired by a temp firm to help businesses with their accounting. This was going to be his first stop. He opened the door to the massive brick building and entered. He looked at the marquee and saw the company he was looking for was on the 2nd floor, across from Vance Refrigeration. He got on the open elevator and hit the button for the second floor. When he exited he turned right and saw two solid oak doors. Shawn walked up and hit the buzzer and waited to be let in. Pam heard the annoying buzzer Dwight had insisted on for security. She looked up, away from Jim to …

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Liz Beck

Liz Beck “Liz Beck,” I exclaimed when I saw here. She came around from behind the counter and gave me a big hug. “How have you been?” she asked. “Not bad and how about you?” “OK, just working.” Let me give a little history here. Liz Beck had worked for Dr. Parson for as long as I know. I have been a patient of his for probably 15 years. Liz is mid forties, is a single lady who is sort of plain but has a pleasing body. Her breasts are big and her butt just the right size. She has aged a little but still is OK. She took me down the hall into a room where I would met with the Dr. I was there for an exam of my urinary track which would …

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The Love of Money II – Chapter 04: Perverse Distractions

Friday, September 6th, 10:05 am The roar of the engines whipped my jacket around as I followed Erin across the tarmac toward the plane’s steps. I stopped at the bottom of the steps and turned to gaze out at the Scottish highlands one last time, enjoying the intense greens that reached up toward the gray overcast skies as if trying to impart some of its vibrancy to the drab colors overhead. So far, this had been my favorite spot to visit during my European excursion. I enjoyed the bustle of large cities like London and Paris; the uniqueness of places like Amsterdam had been fascinating, but Scotland held a majesty and beauty that the other places hadn’t. It was probably comparing apples to oranges, considering I bought a castle in the countryside. Of course, Lillian …

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Kelly – Part 2

I was in shock. In the short span of a few minutes, my best friend Kevin had become Kelly. Kevin was a slender guy, with soft brown eyes, medium length brown hair which he swept down in typical emo/hipster fashion. Kelly was adorable. She was smoothly shaven beneath her clothes, wearing black lacy panties. She even had a semblance of curves. Beneath Kevin’s baggy clothes, hidden, was a delicious figure. Kelly stood in front of me, beaming down at me. She shifted her weight onto one of her hips, and placed her hands at her sides. “So? How do I look?” I couldn’t begin to describe. I could still see Kevin in there, but there was more. For me, there was a woman standing in front of me. She was a little boyish in figure, …

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best Friends Granddaughter.

In 1969 Kenny Rogers sang the song, Ruby Don’t Take Your Love to Town, written by Mel Tillis, 1967. Lyrics included: It wasn’t me that started that old crazy Asian war But I was proud to go and do my patriotic chore. In 1969 Kenny Rogers sang the song, Ruby Don’t Take Your Love to Town, written by Mel Tillis, 1967. Lyrics included: It wasn’t me that started that old crazy Asian war But I was proud to go and do my patriotic chore. …………………………………… My friends call me “Bud.” I am a disabled veteran, live on the outskirts of town on fifty acers, in an old saltbox type home, which I have completed remodeled over the years. The family farm was passed down to me when my parents passed. I am 6 ft., 198 …

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The Engagement Party

The Engagement Part y It was late August 2004 when my wife’s brother Albert got engaged. Albert, who I’ve known since he was thirteen, is a great guy. Their engagement party was an afternoon affair starting at 5:00 pm and held at a local Holiday Inn. At the time, my wife Lenora and I had been married for seventeen years. We had two children aged sixteen and thirteen, and we both worked. Our marriage and sex life were about average with the usual Friday and Saturday night standard action… At the time we were just getting by financially, so we didn’t go out too often so when we got invited to parties and weddings, we made it our business to have a good time. In 2004 Nora was in her early forties. She’s a brunette, …

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Sarah, My Best Friend – Chapter 1

We had just finished our second year of college and had an entire summer to look forward to. I hadn’t known Sarah for very long, but straight from the get go, we found that we had a strange way of getting on like a house on fire. Despite my being a guy, she was the one I could relate to most out of our whole group of friends; the one I could talk to about anything, the one who I could trust with anything. Sarah wasn’t like other girls – she lacked the annoying personality of those stupid girly-girl types – the types that I couldn’t stand to put up with anymore. Sarah was my best friend, and that was as far as our relationship had ever gone. I knew that I wanted more, yet …

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