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I reached up inside Katy’s top, and touched her breast through her bra, and I felt the nipple harden slightly. I had never fondled a girl’s breast, but I touched her nipple though the material, taking it between my thumb and first finger. Katy flinched and took a sharp little breath. “You get an A [...]

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I had been feeling really at ease by then, but my nerves suddenly kicked in and went off the scale. “I can’t dance,” I said. “Come on,” Katy said, “It’s easy. Just move to the music.” She reached around, adjusted my hand onto the proper place on her back, and said, “Move with me, Justin.”

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“Sorry,” I mumbled as she stepped past me to place a shopping bag on the kitchen bench. Miss Martin was wearing a denim skirt and a white T-shirt. The skirt was hugging her butt so tightly it might as well have been painted on, and her shirt was moulding itself to her tits and upper [...]

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By Taverner, edited by Belle Roberts We shuffled into class as usual that day — a room full of teenage kids with the scraping sounds of chairs, books being placed on desks, and the murmur of conversation — and waited for our teacher to come in and start the lesson. Normally as she walked in, [...]

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The Hotel Guest

By Mark, Edited by Belle Roberts The drive was long, and I was tired, so I decided to take a shower after I checked into the hotel to freshen myself up. After a brief call to the office telling my secretary where I was, I laid back on the bed and smoked a cigarette before [...]

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The Sexy Time Machine (Part Two)

The combination of the vibrating time machine with Peter’s dick in her was too arousing to worry about little things like the space time continuum for Laura. “Don’t stop fucking me!” She screamed. Peter obligingly thrust into her rhythmically, and she tossed her head back, moaning, “Oh, Dr. Peter!”

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The Sexy Time Machine (Part One)

By Barbara Holm, Edited by Belle Roberts Dr. Peter Mackerson shuffled some paper on his steel lab table, alternatively lifting and dropping piles of deceased trees. He pushed his huge glasses up his nose. A few tables away, Laura’s baggy white lab coat draped around her like an origami flower, and her long red hair [...]

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The Candlestick Maker

The thunder crackles loudly outside the window, seeming to amplify the goings on in the kitchen. S arches her neck backwards, beginning a yogic exercise that trails from the upward expression of her face through the tight muscles along her ribcage.

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Mountain Girl (Part One)

A long time ago on the French/Swiss border, I met a young French girl.  She lived in the mountains and had done so all her life.  To her, I was a little of the outside world coming into her secluded life. For me, she was charming, a little naive, and about as sexy as you [...]

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Once she got over her giggles, Krista leaned down and gently placed her lips on the shiny head of my hard cock. She had a look of concentration as she took about two inches into her pretty little mouth, and she bobbed her head a few times, rubbing the tip of my cock with her [...]

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