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Melanie was a really attractive woman. In her early thirties, about five and a half feet tall. She was not slim, but very shapely with a very full ass, beautifully rounded, soft, shown off wonderfully in the tight skirts she loved to wear. Melanie had been part of our group for some time now, and Judy, my wife, and I had both enjoyed some pretty vigorous love-making with her at …

I awoke midmorning on that summer day. I was instantly shaken from my morning daze when I remembered what I was intending to do. The opportunity had finally presented itself. My hard, dripping cock formed a tent in my pajama pants as I hurried out of bed. I had come home from college over the summer. I was taking summer classes at a local school, but there were no classes …

Anne learned about her mother’s desire to be submissive by reading her dairy underneath her mattress. Her own mother wanted to be another’s bitch slave. All these years, she had never known. She was even mentioned in several parts of her dominating her as well as neighbor woman who lived nearby. Both were now divorce and Anne always suspected there were more to it then just sisterly friendship since her …

I began to suspect that my wife, Isabel, was up to no good about six months ago. We have been married for seven years and although there is nothing routine and boring about our marriage � we would both describe our marriage as happy � she got into the habit, after about three years, of jogging every Saturday and Sunday morning (unless we went out for the day or were …

On Saturday night of week three we gather at my apartment. Brad and Anne, having already been through it, can be trusted to be fair. Brad puts six poker chips in a basket and shakes them up. Anne draws. It’s Mona. “Oh, I can’t do it today.” she says. “I’m not feeling well. I’ll do it next week, I’ll come early, we won’t have to choose.” It’s always best to …

Dad raised his hand and was about to hit me. He was drunk as usual and complained that I was costing him too much. He wanted me out of his life. Tears were running down my eyes. I was a young 11-year-old boy living in a city in Russia. My name is Nicholas, and I was a bit small for my age. My mum left us and Dad was unemployed. …

Today something happened that I have always wanted for twenty years. A good friend from the Internet had provided me with a true gift of friendship. She had spent some time looking for the exact thing I wanted, then bought it, tried it, used it herself, and finally mailed it over the ocean to me. What was it precisely! She had bought me a true, original, real-world “normal” short skirt. …

It was a Tuesday afternoon, the grade 11 class of girls all jumped into the pool; Ms. Robins watched as the girls stretched and occasionally splashed each other. “Ms. Fields, please watch the girls, make sure each girl does 20 laps, they can play some water polo after that. I’m going to the office to file a few things I’ll be back before the period is over”. “Sure thing Ms. …