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The Man Wrecker: Maggie Flynn
Maggie Flynn was one of the first modern women. She was what was commonly termed a “flapper” back in 1920’s New York City. She didn’t want to be like those “bluenoses” uptown. She wore her blonde hair short, her skirts above the knees and she was known to dance the Lindy Hop until the early…
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House-Sitting Panty Lover Pt. 03
… As I stood there in the parking lot I felt like all eyes were on me. But why wouldn’t they be? I had substantially bigger breasts than the average busty girl and were wearing a skirt shorter than that of the high school slut. As I had been standing still for a moment Megan…
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Fare Exchange
She entered the hotel room, exactly on time, her sweet feminine fragrance trailing behind her. She was beyond what they’d expected, beyond what they’d dared imagine. About nineteen, blond, gorgeous, five foot six and full lipped, dressed in a slight blue dress with shoulder straps that accentuated her natural slenderness and marble smooth skin. A…
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The Interstate
I remember the day it happened. It was a day that I had no control over the situation at hand. I had left my office and stared to head home on the interstate. Now, it usually doesn’t take me more than about twenty minutes to get from my office to my home on a weeknight…
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Ep. 05 Time Cannot Erase
[AUTHOR’S NOTE: This takes place after the events in “A Desperate Caress” and “Rolling Shadows of Night”. (2008) After re-reading this, and after much rumination, I felt that I needed to re-edit this story. While I appreciated, and still very much appreciate, StogieMon’s help in developing the story, I felt it had gotten too far…
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Black Master Three
I knew I would never go back on my own accord, but I jerked off to the memory of that weekend pretty much exclusively for the next few weeks. I was getting near the end of my schooling there so the work load was way down. Basically just killing time drinking and trying to pick…
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Christina’s Journey Ch. 03-04
CHAPTER 3 Christina cleared the books from her table with one angry swipe, she was frustrated at her lack of concentration, her body demanded sex. God she had masterbated so many times that day she had lost count, she didn’t know what Anita had done to her, but she would find out. She must have…
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Her Longest Fantasy
I knew I had been clocked as soon as we locked eyes. The woman raised her eyebrow curiously, doing mental gymnastics to figure out my gender. “That’ll be $10.77.” I continued, hoping the panic didnt seep out from the corners of my resonance. “Thank you…ma’am.” She said slowly, though her harsh form relaxed when I…
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Hot Tomboy Little Sister Ch. 04-05
4 [In which 18-year-old Caitlin undertakes incestuous covert operations on a family road trip] For Christmas we drove to Chicago to stay with my Dad’s parents, about an 8-hour trip. Caitlin and I rode in the back seat, and after a while Cait pulled a blanket over herself and stretched out across the seat, resting…