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School Days Ch. 02

by BellaMac on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This is a continuation of another story.. ---------------- James had spent the past couple of weeks with Mackenzie but didn't have any idea what her fetishes were. He decided he would snoop around since he already figured she had already done so while he was at work. She went for her morning run after they had morning sex, so he chose that time period to s...

I'll Have Nun of That!

by MedicLeo on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

I heard a dog bark in the distance. A chink of light came around the edge of the blind as the sun rose for the start of another day. As it climbed a little more, patterns of light danced on the wall until a single strong beam was cast on the wooden crucifix that hung directly opposite the end of my bed. Another day! But this was no ordinary day -- it was th...

Mr. Hunter's Second Chance Academy Ch. 01

by Vulpesvulpes on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

A few years ago, I decided to start a scholarship program for underprivileged and wayward girls. I am happy to say that, through my program, four young women have been able to go to college so far, with another expected to graduate each year. Furthermore, they have risen above their former circumstances and have entered the world as educated, self-confident,...

Neighborhood Dad Ch. 07

by LittleHenry on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

To those who have enjoyed the series, I apologize for the lengthy delay. I never intended for there to be any sex in chapter six. But there were several negative reviews of my earlier chapters, and I felt pressured into writing a sex scene. I tried to make the sex feel like a natural progression, but it never felt 100% authentic to me. Maybe 90-95% percent...

A Different Kind Of Pep Rally

by BigJ on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

Kelly climbed the stairs on the long, yellow school bus, holding her tray of squirt bottles filled with cold water, anticipating what was to come in just a few minutes. She looked down the twenty rows of benches and at all the varsity football players, now looking at her expectantly. Kelly wasn't exactly what you would call a "good girl". Not by a long shot...

Isabelle; The Good Neighbor

by wulfdickphuckchix on Sep 14, 2017
Mature

2.1.2011 I've been living in this neighborhood for fifteen years and I have never done something as naughty and wild as what I did yesterday. A new family moved in next door to us about six months ago and I have been checking out the teen aged son. Jimmy is eighteen years old, and is so hot, with his lean figure and strapping muscular physique, as a matter...

Old Man's Disease Ch. 02

by magmaman on Sep 14, 2017
Mature

"So why didn't you and Mom ever...you know..get together?" Janice asked me. It came right out of the clear blue sky, caught me a bit by surprise. Of course, if you knew Janice like I do nothing should ever be a surprise. She is my next door neighbor, barely 22 now. The best description I can come up with is a raven haired beauty that belongs on the pages o...

Ashley's Little Show

by MechaBlade on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

The classes had been sitting on the floor for a little over three hours. They had been told by the terrorists that they couldn't leave to go to the bathroom, so the floor was pretty wet with the urine of several different people. Ashley shifted around a bit. She felt a large weight at the end of her colon and she didn't want to mess her pants. What would peo...

Wild Ride Ch. 01

by Kapricorn71 on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 1: The Beginning I was out for a ride to celebrate. In three days I would have the new bike I saved for two years to get - a Katana 650. I had bought it a few days ago, but it wasn't the color I wanted. I got a hook-up on a paint job though - my salesman knocked $200 off the price, and I flirted with a shop owner for another $100 discount. A girl's...

Help Thy Neighbor (and She'll Help)

by once upon a time on Sep 17, 2017
First Time

I was walking home from high school one lovely spring afternoon, some years ago, when I came upon a woman just ahead of me, struggling with a big bag of groceries. "Excuse me," she called out as I passed her. "Don't you live in 527 Kenwood?" That was the number of the apartment house where I lived with my parents. Yes, I answered, I did. "I do, too," she sa...