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It all started when our head Cheerleader, Carol, got a mysterious note in the mail. The Turkey River Jr. College Cheerleaders, wanted to make an unusual bet on the football game with Charleston Tech. It sounded like a sure thing that would be exciting, especially since our team had been on a winning streak this year. Winning streak was an understatement, no...
"You have to meet this guy," Jenna tells me. I work with him, and all I can think when I talk to him is that he'd be perfect for you." "How so?" I ask with a mouthful of chicken salad. Jenna gives me that sweet half-smile she does when she's only half telling the truth. "Well, he's shy at first. But he's so smart and so funny once you get to know him," she...
I wasn't sure how I got home, but I did. Walking over to my drinks cabinet I took out some Mount Gay Extra Old and poured myself a healthy measure, added some more, considered it, added a bit more and then necked it. I spluttered but it stayed down. Walking to the bathroom I stripped off my clothes as I went. I needed him off of me! I felt si... but befo...
Welcome to the Satellite of Lust, my unlucky companions! It's summer, and I'm back from a long series of electroshock therapy sessions after that last stinker of a Christmas story. I'm feeling much better now! *twitches* I've had this story festering in my inbox for quite some time now, but the new summer contest has given me a reason to share the fun. It'...
All characters appearing in the following narrative are fictional. Any resemblance to any real persons - either living or deceased - is entirely coincidental on the part of the Author. Unless otherwise noted all persons appearing in the narrative are written as being of the majority age of eighteen years owing to depictions of graphic sexual activity contain...
I think maybe it is true that no bad deed goes unpunished. I'm pretty sure I was breaking a few commandments and a deadly sin or two that night. I can lay claim to the sin of sloth at least. I had a sink full of dishes and a carpet that was desperate for a vacuum. So what was I doing? You got it. I was writing. I was drinking to. That was supposed to help...
Lucy had dressed smart -- she liked to give an impression of strict authority on the first day of training. However, due to her body shape the tight, overstuffed business jacket, low cut shirt and short skirt looked like the design of a horny cartoonist. Her firm, supple tit flesh shook gently back and forth as she slipped into a pair of black high-heels, an...
"I'll be home soon, we should get together," Tad said. Emily could hardly believe it. He was the perfect guy for the job. Tad was very sexy with a Jim Morrison vibe. He was a free-spirit with a taste for travel and women. He had been gone a while and they hadn't seen each other in over a year. When he stepped off the plane he called to make plans to have...
Author's note-as always, all characters in this story are 18 years of age or older if they engage in any kind of sexual activity. ***** "What in the three moons is this all about?" Sally and her guards looked up in surprise as the deep voice rang through the small courtyard. A lone man approached, dressed in a worn but fine quality tunic and breeches. Th...