El cálido sol de mediodía brillaba en el tranquilo parque de la ciudad, un oasis de tranquilidad en medio del ajetreo de la vida urbana. El césped recién cortado exhalaba un aroma fresco, y los árboles extendían sus ramas, ofreciendo una bienvenida sombra a los pocos transeúntes que disfrutaran de su almuerzo al aire libre. Entre ellos se encontró a Laura, u...
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on Apr 22, 2025
"¿Cuídate si?" Me dijo despidiéndome la doncella de Mondstad en la puerta de la ciudad, Noelle la candidata a caballero.
"Claro" afirmó, ví a Bennett entrar herido con una sonrisa junto a Fischl, "creo que tú preocupación debería acercarse a Bennett, el tiene aún peor suerte que yo".
"Oye, al menos yo si completo mis encarg...
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on Apr 29, 2025
El día para Naruto Uzumako había comenzado perfectamente normal hasta que trajo una piedra rosa brillante de una pequeña tienda que atendía a los turistas. Al menos, eso era lo que había pensado en ese momento. Lo había encontrado en su camino de regreso al hotel después de un pequeño viaje a la tienda de comestibles del pequeño pueblo. Sakura había estado d...
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Avevo lasciato da qualche mese la mia ex, ne ero innamorato o almeno credo..
Ci lasciammo perché ero stufo di dovermi sempre preoccupare del suo spirito libertino, del fatto che volesse sempre andare a far festa, io no, è che molti ci provasse ogni volta; insomma ero stufo di mangiarmi il fegato.
Da un po di giorni avevo iniziato a sentirmi con una ragazza,...
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on Apr 29, 2025
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Estaba sentado en la cafetería, meditando sobre mi futuro. Era medianoche y no había más clientes aparte de mí en el local. Si exceptuamos a la camarera, una mujer de mediana edad que me miraba con curiosidad. Me habían vuelto a rechazar en un casting para una película, y ni siguiera era para un papel principal, o secundario. No era más...
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Anonima
on Jun 1, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur
È estate e fa caldo, ma l'aria di questo sabato pomeriggio di luglio che entra dalla porta finestra aperta è l'ideale per la mia pelle accaldata dall'orgasmo. Sono qui, stesa e ancora nuda sul divano, dopo essermi masturbata fino a venire. Sono a gambe aperte che mi sto ancora accarezzando la figa rasata e fradicia, coccolandola mentre gli ultimi spasmi la s...
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BADSAM689
on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy
It took me a couple of hours to get over the shock. I don't think Johanna is still over it and it's been a little more than three years since we found out that we have been banished to Corporeal.
She's not the same person she was when we were living in Tri-ethereal. Gone is the lively, free spirited, young female Trimorph I used to enjoy bantering with, fro...
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LeopoldNicholas
on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings
Valentine's Day was always a bore. Wanda had reached the seemingly mature of age twenty three and had yet to find anything special about February the Fourteenth. Each year she waited for that life shattering event that all her friends seemed to be constantly gushing about and sure enough the day passed like any other in humdrum familiarity. Not that Wanda ha...
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escalus
on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish
Life in Hazely Reform School is grim. Every moment of every day is planned out for you. You must get up when you are told to get up, shower when you are told to shower, eat when and what you are told to eat, and work at what you are told to do when you are told to do it.
Add to that the fact that you are always liable to have a cane or a riding crop across...
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on Oct 14, 2017
Romance
Inspired by the song, "My Father" by Judy Collins.
Thanks again to my Sweet Inspiration blackrandl1958 for her encouragement, advice, and of course, her editing.
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My father always promised us that we would live in France.
Oh, my sisters and I knew that it was a pipe dream. He was a coal miner in Ohio, and the closest we ever got to Europe was an ann...
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