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The smell of mowed grass greeted me as I stepped out of my pickup and surveyed the parking lot. A warm late summer breeze was shaking the maple trees, sweeping across the soccer field bringing the aroma of fresh cut grass to mix with hot asphalt. The sun was winking between clouds of cotton that moved quickly through the sky, on their way to make liaisons of their own. I shut and locked my truck and briskly walked towards the collection of handsome brick buildings, dropping my keys in my jeans, and taking a deep breath, I was nervous and excited...

In my country marriages are often arranged at birth. My marriage arrangements were made in just such a way. There is no choice of falling in love, it is simply a binding legal arrangement in which the exchange of Dinar, possessions, land, or a combination of items seals the deal. I am thirteen now. My wedding was scheduled to occur later this year. I have never met my future spouse, so I feel no attraction towards him, and what is worse, I have developed feelings for a poor boy. He has always been kind to me, but more importantly he was...

The head on her lap shifted. He was sleeping. Dreaming. When he woke up, he would remember. Everything. For now it was just a dream. A few memories mixed in for good measure to make it all the more stable, sure, but that was for her benefit—not his. Perhaps she had gotten a little carried away with the stapler. Perhaps she had jumped off the deep end to see some curiosity satiated. She really didn’t have any expectations going into this, and so that made it all the more interesting. Movie night. That’s how it had started. As the others trickled...

In medieval Japan, in the province of Yedo, there lived a young samurai named Ukyo who pined day after day for the love of the handsomely beautiful Uneme. To Ukyo, Uneme was as perfect of a man as he had ever seen. He was young, like him, only sixteen at the most and had the longest sheet of shining black for hair. His face was smooth, free of cuts, blemishes, and as soft as cream which made him look far more youthful that he really was. When he would practice with Samanosuke, another young samurai, Ukyo would watch, as his small...

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and feeling, I was holding on to Rachel, she was bent over in front of me with her hands on the shower wall, moving her hips back and forth to match my thrusts. The water from the shower overhead was making everything slide along much faster, pelting us both with hot water. I couldn’t help but smile as I felt a weird correlation to my dream and the now. “Cum anytime you want, uunuunngh, I already got my fair share on the bed.” Rachel was looking a little spent from the way she looked...

--------------------------------------------------------------------- My Brother's Wife --------------------------------------------------------------------- It's funny that anyone should think me a hero, especially my brother and his wife just because I fucked her a week after the two of them started dating. Mona is not a moaner. She's more of a screamer, and never the least bit hesitant to let the whole block know it when she's having a climax. The next door neighbors know exactly how many orgasms she's had the night before. Some of the women don't like it. Some do because it seems to make their own husbands more interested. Of course they're mostly interested in...

Jesus! My nipples! They are OUT! As she drove her minivan, Abby Carter looked down at her chest in a panic. The 25-year-old blonde had forgotten to put on a bra before dashing out of the house. Abby wore her comfy-but-threadbare Eminem concert T-shirt she'd had for a decade. As a result, her large breasts bounced freely whenever she hit a pothole, and her nipples showed clearly through the thin cloth. Abby's long blond hair was pulled into a careless ponytail. Flip-flops and way-too-tight cutoff shorts completed her inappropriate outfit. Why didn't I remember earlier that I have to pick up...

For those new to this story, let me catch you up. I had lost me wife, Tina over a year ago, to an ass driving drunk, I had bought a new bike and hit the road, my way of coping I think, I ran across Jenny beside the highway with her abusive boyfriend and she rode away with me and we started a wonderful life of adventures. As we rounded the corner to her ex boyfriends house I could feel her tense up and hold me so much tighter, which I didn't really mind as her hard nipples were drilling into...

Daddies Girls Well to start with I am 40years old, I have been a widower for the last 5 years, my wife dying in a car accident. My parents are dead and all I have left is 1 child my lovely daughter and my sister and her two children. My daughter is 20years old now and lives in town, with my sister. After my wife died we both sought of kept to ourselves, tho my memories would still flood in of my little girl. On the other hand, my sister is 32years old and has 2 daughters, on her own, her...

Another couple of hours had passed and Savannah had ended up falling asleep. I pulled up the gravel driveway and came to a stop in front of our family cabin. “Savannah,” I shook her shoulder, “we’re here”. Savannah’s eyes groggily opened and she blinked several times as she was coming to and getting her bearings. While Savannah was waking up from her nap, I got out of the car and went around to the tailgate of the truck to get our bags. I couldn’t stop thinking about earlier, how my own daughter had taken control and had actually sucked me off...