Color Block Jam 522 Stories

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Assexomon

by goodgirltammy on Oct 9, 2002
Fantasy

Tammy looked over the books on magic on the shelves. Her term paper was due next month, and she knew if she got an early start all the books wouldn't be taken. Her green eyes went from one title to the next, than stoped on one she couldn't read. Long red manicured nails traced the books goden spine, than she pulled it down from the shelf. "What kind of...

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New City

by Nomix on Feb 24, 2018
Amateur

“I’m goning to miss you” says your mum in her foreign accent as she wraps her arms around you. You lean down to hug her back before giving her a kiss on the cheek goodbye. You wave off her car as she begins to reverse out of her parking spot before disappearing. You then turn around and take a good look at your ginormous campus. After taking in the change of...

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Super-Sudsy Pt. 02: Come Again

by Lyndsi on Sep 19, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Dianne's bare thighs closed against the toy humming between them. She groaned and then gasped as she gave in to the vibrations. Her left hand rubbed tiny circles over her clit. Slowly, then furiously she drove herself toward the edge. Her knees bent then straightened, toes curled up and her back arched as the first tremor of orgasm overcame her. "OMG no!"...

Jolene Listens Ch. 12

by rivertown_rat on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

This is the final chapter and is once again told by Jolene's husband Peter. * This challenge was the most sophisticated so far. Ed and I were waiting in a hotel room while my wife Jolene had to perform a series of tasks to collect the necessary clues which would lead her to us. That was the plan anyway. Something can always go wrong, but she knew she could...

Dinner @ Keith's

by zenobia1 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Heading to Keith's house was a treat for me. I wanted this man. As I drove down interstate 64, listening to the Quiet Storm and day dreaming about making love to Keith. At this time that's all I could do. Keith Taylor was a fellow co-worker of mine and we have been working long hours on the Hope VI grant. This was the biggest grant I had worked on and we had...

The last Jam Session

by Pervyboy1 on Oct 12, 2010
Erotic Couplings

You exit your car after you parked it. Slowly, you get out and look to the building above you. It's a a simple 2-story building, but it looks nice enough. However, you shake it off and open your trunk, following by you pulling out your guitar. without a second to waste, he enter the building with your guitar. There is a flight of stairs in front of you, whic...

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Cartoon Damsels in distress

by Razgriz3 on Mar 30, 2018
BDSM

The general idea here is to to imagine a world where you can kidnap any girl from any cartoon/anime and do whatever you want to her. ideas for damsels include... Daphne Blake and Velma Dinkley from Scooby Doo.. Kim Possible and the Middleton High Cheerleaders Ava Aayla aka White Tiger, Mary Jane Watson, Gwen Stacey and Felicia Hardy from Ultimate Spiderman H...

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Underworld Entanglement

by GTwilight313 on Apr 29, 2025

I brushed the hair out of Jam's face and looked down at her while looked up at me. The house was silent, except for our breathing the soft music from the radio and the low hum of the baby monitor on the nightstand. Oh.. and the soft rain beating up against the window pane. The only light in the room was the lamp on the nightstand. I leaned down to kiss her s...

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The Giantess Race

on Apr 22, 2025

In an alternate dimensions, far away from human reach, was told to be a place when giant women were born to never die. Known simply as The Giantesses, they formed a cohesive and functional society, without the need of males. However, reproduction was extremely slow. A Giantess could only produce a newborn baby every million years. But as they have existed fo...

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Sandra's Education

by daimon on Apr 29, 2025

Introduction: Sandra’s last breakfast at home When Sandra entered her parents’ kitchen that morning, she was her usual self, grumpy mono- or rather nonsyllabic. Her mother looked up from her half-empty bowl of cereal. She was used to this dark cloud that haunted her house, still haunted her house. Her nineteen-year-old daughter. Dropped out of any school the...

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