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My First Boyfriend 3

Back downstairs Sam put some music on the stereo in the living-room and told me to dance for him. He sat on the couch with his legs spread and his hands in his crotch as I stumbled around, trying to dance. It wasn’t easy in the spike-heels, on carpeting and several times I almost lost my balance and fell. Each time I about tripped, my step-brother’s grin would turn-up just a bit. Every so often he’d tell me to do something like, “Rub your titties and show me what a whore you are,” or, “Turn around and bend over, so I...

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Something Extra Part 2_(1)

This is Chapter two in a series. Make sure you read the first part first! After the disaster with Matt I was torn as to who to date next. I still wanted a real man inside me in spite of how good as Tina was with the dildo. On the other hand, I was kind of over my passive stage and wanted to fuck some ass. I didn’t care who it belonged to… The week flew by and I figured I’d go to 'Eric's', one of my favorite clubs Saturday night and just pick up whoever I could. At this point...

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Black Lace_(1)

Clint was your average American teen. At 16 he was a skinny 5’10” weighing 140 pounds. He was active on the swim team and ran cross country, which kept him lean and trim. His swim coach mandated that all male swim team members to remove body hair, but Clint was already ahead. Clint loved having a smooth body and had shaved any resemblance of hair from any part of his body other than his head. The year when Clint turned 13 and began to go through puberty, he began to notice the figure of girls more and more. He stared at...

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Sexual Compulsion Out of Space

I pulled away from the telescope momentarily to consider my sanity, and realised that I was quite hungry; it had only been six hours since I ate a truly hearty steak--the last one my freezer was stocked with--but the rumbling could not have been a lie. I abandoned the balcony to arrive almost immediately in the vicinity of my fridge, which was flung open--it was not I who left it this way. Cautiously, I listened; I glanced about and, finding nothing else amiss, I approached the cold, exposed racks. Nothing was gone or out of place among my neat assortment of...

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