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You were fourteen when it started, I seventeen. Your skin was soft with that precious teenaged suppleness, like the soft belly of a puppy, yielding when I pressed it gently, your eyes bright and curious, shining with temptation and forbidden desire. Your belly was stretched over two hipbones, juicy points of flesh that were just begging to be kissed...begging to be worshipped. It began there with a single strand of your ebony black hair, lying so innocently on your tummy, it began by teasing you with that hair, and later drawing my fingers lightly over your belly and those hipbones. Every...

Meet at the lake Adam had never been to the lake at this time of year. Normally he only came to the cabin in the early summer, enjoying the sunshine and the people playing in the water. However, after everything that had happened he needed some time away, and the cabin was the perfect place to find that solitude. The lake was quiet this time of year, with few travelers coming so far after the Thanksgiving season. Adam made sure there was plenty of food in the kitchen, firewood by the side of the house, and that everything seemed to be...

Amanda and Chloe were best friends. They were as close as two friends could be, more like sisters than just friends. Both were only children and grew up next door to each other in a typical sleepy suburban town and were 25 now. Their father’s Bill and Pete were typical suburban dads, with jobs in the city and weekends spent with the family and keeping up with projects around the house. Chloe’s parents were long divorced but had joint custody while she was growing up and had a cordial relationship, and she did not blame either parent for the divorce. Amanda’s...

My world fell away from my feet. I stumbled back onto the sofa and stared at Emma's message. Last night in a drunken haze of lust I thought I was fucking Becky. I thought I was doing something that she had given me permission to do. I thought it was her body I was touching. I thought it was her that I was entering. How could I have not known? Did I know? Oh God......did I know? Emma is about a foot shorter than Becky. Becky has blonde hair, Emma is dark. How did I not realize? How could I do...

Chapter 3 The next morning left her and I both a little hung over. We polished off that bottle of UV the night before and we felt it in the morning. I got up before my little sexy vixen, who was wearing nothing but that red nighty. I left the hotel and grabbed some Starbucks for breakfast. When I returned I woke her with my entry. She looked amazing with her sleepy little innocent face. But she was far from innocent, and last night can prove that. Good morning she says in a sleepy groggy voice with a smile shining on...

Chapter 1: Lizzie was well and truly over Tom Keen. She had the proof now of his infidelity spread across the twin bed in her motel room. The confirmation of his lies had stung, but it was his wasteful use of her feelings that really made her see red. Had anything about their life been real? She doubted that she would ever know now. When she had approached him with her suspicions, Tom had walked out the door without a glance, leaving Hudson stranded on the porch. Why had it taken her so long to see the truth? And why had...

This is a sad, sweet, tale which echoes a time that many would like to forget ever happened in this country. But it did, and the ghosts of that time live on in many families in many different ways. There isn’t a lot of explicit sex in this. It is more of a tone poem (writing which sets a mood), but it came to me almost complete in a single brilliant flash. I tried to write down what I saw and what I heard and what I felt. I hope that you can see and hear and feel some of that...

Fbailey story number 489 Busty Betty I had only recently met Betty. The first two times were relatively short and hurried. However, the third time was a charm. We were not alone but we managed to spend an hour or so in the same room. My wife was there with me as well as a mutual friend. Her husband and two children were in another room but occasionally entered the kitchen for a moment or two and then retreated to bigger and better things like video games and television. Betty is what the Internet calls a Big Beautiful Woman. She is...

Chapter 1: It was the worst luck they'd had yet. A freak blizzard had stranded them in their latest safehouse and they had missed their scheduled flight out of the country. Red had been in contact with Dembe to let him know that they would not be able to make it to the airstrip where his private jet was on standby, waiting to spirit them away overseas. The delay would undoubtedly cost them some measure of inconvenience: Red had hoped to be reunited with Dembe by now, Lizzie’s nerves were fraying at the edges, and to top it all off, it...