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AARON FINLEY
on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings
Nineteen year old Ken Bradshaw felt the agonizing boredom deep in the core of his petty existence. The past week has been pure, inescapable misery, and his only solace is gazing at the girl next-door. The decline in life’s value began the same day his family packed up and moved to Serenity Cove, on the very first night when Ken discovered the town was litter...
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spiraldog
on Apr 22, 2025
Prologue
Randi shook back her mane of red hair and once again adjusted her too tight top. Her massive, beautiful tits bulged and strained around the small bra. She caressed her luscious melons. “C’mon girls, it’s just for a couple of hours.”
“If that long,” Her best friend Daisy giggled.
Randi’s blue eyes flashed with mischief. Tugging the shoulder strap on...
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storyman18
on Apr 22, 2025
Jadon stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his jacket before heading out for his evening walk. He is a 19-year-old with an athletic physique, standing at 5'10" and 180 lbs, giving him a well-toned and balanced build. He has warm brown eyes framed by glasses, and a defined jawline complemented by a neatly maintained stubble beard . Jadon has a decent...
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Axeltheswede
on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives
My wife Daisy and I are portrait painters. Usually, when I tell people that, I get a puzzled expression. Fact is, rich people still get their mugs immortalized in oil on canvas. The Cordells, in Texas, were a good example.
Four generations of Cordells had their portraits painted and hung in the main house at the ranch. Daisy and I got the commission to pain...
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deputy duffy
on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur
A lone snowflake fell from the December Vermont sky. In just two weeks time, Santa would be making his rounds to little boys and girls everywhere. If the fable were true, Daisy and Felicia (the Johnson girls,) as they were known, would be getting coal in their stockings this year.
Their mother Beth had seemingly had enough of her daughters’ floundering ways...
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Nightmare49
on Apr 29, 2025
Chapter 1
They just finished the last race of the circuit and Rosalina, Peach and Daisy where the only ones in the woman’s locker room. The locker Room itself was very simple. Each of the lockers lines the room’s walls. Each of doors was pink while the rest of the lockers shells were white. The floor was a pink and white checkerboard partnered tiles.
Peach a...
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Nightmare49
on Aug 20, 2016
Fan Fiction
Chapter 1
They just finished the last race of the circuit and Rosalina, Peach and Daisy where the only ones in the woman’s locker room. The locker Room itself was very simple. Each of the lockers lines the room’s walls. Each of doors was pink while the rest of the lockers shells were white. The floor was a pink and white checkerboard partnered tiles.
Peach a...
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gonzi2
on Sep 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur
My normally shy wife Carol had reluctantly taken over my male massage clients after I’d been crippled from the waist down. Being jealous I drilled a spy hole to watch her and after weeks of straightforward massages a client exposed himself to her and asked for a hand job, which she refused. But our finances were so bad she obliged him the next time.
Amazin...
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BallParkRat
on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives
Why did it have to be firemen? My wife Daisy and I were in Vegas for a long weekend, some time to get away from the rigors of my life as an investment advisor. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining… I make a ton of money to tell people what to do.
Anyway, Daisy and I had booked a room at the Venetian, our favorite hotel on the strip. After relaxing for a...
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Stan137
on Apr 29, 2025
He took the bus back from school as usual on a typical and boring Thursday with nothing particularly interesting or out of the ordinary happening at all. Tom sat at the back of the bus chewing his gum to the beat of the music that blared out of his headphones connected to his iPod.
He stared out the window seeing the same sights that he saw every singing wee...
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