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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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The Headmaster’s Daughters – Part 2

Part 1 ended here: …Leona’s final words, ‘…don’t think we’re finished with you yet,’ nagged at the back of my mind. __________________________________________________________________________ Part 2 – The garden We didn’t have long to wait to find out what they meant. Two days later I’d been out to the shops on an errand for my mum. I was walking up the drive to our house with the plastic carrier bag of groceries in my hand when Leona emerged from the Kennedy’s front door. “What are you doing Saturday?” she asked. I shrugged, “Not a lot.” “Good, the weather’s going to hold so me and my sister will be sunbathing again.” I looked down at my shoes. “I promise no peeking this time.” “Damn right there won’t be because you’re going to be there. We might need someone …

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Falling Down

Chapter 1 Karly and I laid together in the bed. I was on my back, her lovely body pressed against mine. Comfort and relaxation poured from her and into me. Something about her always made me feel at peace. Safe, and warm and comfortable. Her head was pillowed on my chest, her hair pressed to my face, bathing me in the sweet vanilla scent that I now always associated with her and only her. Her hair tickled my nose, but I didn’t care… Well, I didn’t care too much, at least not even close to enough to move her. I was in that magical place, not quite asleep, but just starting to nudge over the edge. “I’m sorry.” She murmured at me. Her voice shocked me awake, pulling me away from that relaxing place where …

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Gay Mormon BDSM Training – Part 6

“Now get on your back and spread those legs so I can pound you into the mattress like the cockslut you are.” James’ eyes bulged when he heard what Victor said, and to quench his parched mouth he downed the rest of his drink. He was sore and dirty already from the crazy day of non-stop sex he was having, and he couldn’t stop thinking of his companion Seth. His friend was probably worried sick, imagining the crazy, humiliating things Victor was making him do. James felt like so much had changed for him in such a short time, and right now he was feeling trapped by this powerful man, but his virginity was something he had been taught to treasure since he was very young boy. He could never in a million years picture …

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Andrew and Alexis

Andrew and Alexis It was summer vacation of 2013 Andrew and his family where visiting Rome for 3 weeks on a house swap at an apartment complex and as a day trip they drove 2 hours to these sulfur baths on the outskirts of Tuscany. Andrew was 14 at the time and Alexis was 15. Andrew was built for 14 he looked 2 years older than his true age. Andrew was a lacrosse player and a track athlete and had the body to show for it. Alexis was a goddess she was skinny and tan and was blessed by god😉 Alexis was from New York but moved to Italy when she was 5 and could speak both Italian and English. That day Alexis and her family also decided to go to the sulfur baths, because …

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Skanked – The Beginning Sam’s Story

This story series depicts the awakening of repressed sexual desires in a respected professional woman at the hands of a rebellious, undisciplined Gen Z’er. It will be told from the perspective of both main characters giving us each one’s perspective. The story depicts non-consent, reluctance and humiliation as Dr. Samantha Kaplan-Donovan is shown what she really needs. If this is offensive to you, please find another story. If you read on, please enjoy and comments are always welcome. Dr Samantha Kaplan-Donovan’s Story- The beginning: I grew up in Plainfield Illinois, outside of Chicago. My parents were hard working children of parents from “The Greatest Generation.” They believed in the American Dream and making a better life for their children than they had. I am the youngest of three children. My oldest brother Charlie, lives in …

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Melanie Catches Me Wearing Her Panties

A complete work of fiction involving consenting adult siblings. Melanie Walks in on Me My sister, Melanie, is an 18-year old senior, and star soccer player. My name is Mike, and I am her older brother. We are just a little over a year apart. I am 6’0”, 185, dark hair, and a decent build. I played on the varsity football team in high school, and turned down an offer to play collegiately out of state, simply because I didn’t want to be 15 hours from home and have no family or friends nearby. The outcome for those types of players aren’t favorable in many instances, so I chose to play for the local community college instead. Mel is totally a fucking knockout. She is 5’7, weighs about 110 pounds, 34C tits, perfectly toned legs, …

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Preston-The Master

2 AM Wow. That was all Nica could think as she walked down the sidewalk on the way home. She didn’t normally do things like what had just happened. She didn’t normally feel the way she felt tonight. Hell, she didn’t even know that it was possible to feel the way she was feeling. She felt like she was walking on a cloud, floating through the air, weightless, because the last few hours had felt like nirvana. And there was just one name on her mind. Preston. ***Four Hours earlier*** Nica, where are you going? Shelby asked. I’m just going to run to the restroom really quick, I’ll be right back! Nica called in response. They were out at a local hole in the wall bar, called the Fox Head, just having a girls friday …

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European Adventure

I was growing restless. I had been in Europe for two months on my yearlong study abroad program and nothing had happened for me. All my nights going out and experiencing different bars, clubs and parties and not one guy had taken interest in me. My frustrations were mounting; the gay scene in Paris wasn’t like it was in the United States. Since my last two relationships, being involved with other guys had been easy. You would show an interest, talk, maybe date, or if you were lucky you would just go home with each other. Here it was different. All men traveled in packs more exclusive than the last. To be considered to talk to a guy or spend an evening with him you first had to meet the approval of his friends whose …

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MY GIRLFRIEND INTRODUCED ME TO SWINGING

Tempting me and arousing me when she tells me in salacious detail, about she and her man sharing an extra woman or man, teenage girls and boys, three-ways, four-ways. “At your age your body is ripe for new sexual experiences,” Karla told me, not for the first time, tempting me again. My man Nicolas and me have a regular sex life, three or four times a week, mainly repetitive vanilla sex. Though Karla had me wondering if we were missing out on something in our sex lives. Karla suggested the first thing we should do to make our sex lives more exciting, was to go shopping for some new, sexy lingerie. She even offered to go shopping with me to help me choose for me and my man Nicolas. The shop she took me to …

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Very Willing

Fbailey story number 277 Very Willing A couple of weeks into my senior year of high school this freshman girls puts the make on me. I was not only flattered but also knocked off my feet at the same time. She was absolutely beautiful with a gorgeous face, a very nice body, and she had long thick straight brown hair down to her waist. I just love long hair. Her face had no blemishes what so ever unlike most teenage girls. She was wearing a white blouse and I could see her red bra right through it. She had on a tight black miniskirt made out of that stretchy material so that it clung to her, showing off her ass rather nicely. Anyhow she said, “I want to be your girlfriend and I’m willing to …

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My first cock was a crossdressers

One friday night back when I was 25 I was in the chat rooms looking for a little action. I had chat with a few ladies that got me nice and hard,but no of them lived in the same city as me and i was looking for more hands on fun. At about midnight a message popped up. “Hi I’m DeeDee whats your name?” “My name is Joe.” I respond. “Hi joe how old are you and where are you from?” She asked me. I tell her my age and where im from. She tells me where she is and its not far from my place. So i ask”How old are your and what are you looking for tonight?” Hoping to get some action. She responded with”I’m 35 m crossdresser,I’m very passable.” “I even get …

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RIDE ALONG

RIDE ALONG Everybody liked Bernie. Her given name was Bernadette but everyone called her Bernie. She was a hard worker, a live wire and an inspirational leader. People loved being around her and worked hard for her because she busted her ass, was always positive and enthusiastic, had a great sense of humor and could sell ice cubes to an Eskimo in February. Oh, and she was also hot as a firecracker. Bernie was in her early forties but looked ten years younger. She was of medium height with light brown shoulder-length hair, pretty face, a mature, slim body with all the right curves and nice firm boobs jutting straight out. She had a way of turning heads wherever she was whether it was because of her infectious charisma, her impeccable dress or her incredible …

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College time: Part 1

Note: This story has to do with partying, and gay sex, if you do not like it, please leave. This took place a week and a half ago. Nothing could compare with the way my life was going right now. I had graduated high school last year with top marks, and still managed to help lead my water polo team to victory. As if things couldn’t get any better, I received a full scholarship to a private university in the Midwest where I would not only be playing water-polo, but studying at their world renowned political science program. Mark and I had parted ways at the beginning of the summer, not on bad terms, because we are still great friends (and occasionally hook up), but thought it would be best for long distance. I had …

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