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It was my 16th birthday. I wasn't planning on doing much. Just have cake and ice cream. With a few family and friends. My dad had gone to the coast on a fishing trip. It was six o'clock and a few guest were arriving . To my surprise one of my step mom's coworker's and her son showed up he was just a few months older that me and we had been around each other on other outings. He attended a school that we played against in sports. But away from the guys from our schools we got along good. Now...

Surveillance. I am Lana Kreskovi, a cadet stationed within a POW facility in Soviet Russia...my life is this fortress, my desires... ? well, you'll have to read-on. However, I invite you to wander at will through the pages in my diary....you just might find something you'll like Name: Kreskovi, Lana Age: 22 Birthplace: Irkutsk, Russia Eye: Blue Hair: DarkBrown/Black Ht. 5'8 Wt 118 Blood: (AB-) Status: Cadet, 3 yrs. Zaninsk Military Prison: Security Faculty, Member December 10th, 1942 6:03 a.m. all systems normal, all monitors operational...all rooms secure. *Sigh. . .another stagnant morning. . .! this type of thing always makes...

Blondie part 2 by me It has been a couple of years since Blondie and her son started having sex with each other. During that time they have experimented with just about everything they could think of. Also during this time, Dagwood had run off with one of his secretaries. Blondie got a divorce and her and her children lived by themselves in the house. Which left a lot of freedom for them to play. Alexander and his cock were well used by his mother. Trudy caught them one time and from then on Alexander was being used by both females...

Game over. Chris paced the carpet. Driven by the temptation to go back a watch his wife and her lover, but he didn’t, knowing that he was most definitely excluded from the action of their bedroom, hearing the squeals of delight, the sighs and sounds of sex coming from the room only a few feet and a couple of doors away from him was pure torment. The television played to its self, unobserved and disregarded as his minds eye played out the visions of what he knew was going on in there. Jacqui’s body writhing in its supple way, sweat glistening...

Second Job It was about 30 minutes to close when I was told that Ms. Ochoa wanted to see me after closing. Although I wore a pager per her orders, I never turned it on. Fuck her. First off, if the money from this job wasn’t going to help my son in college, I wouldn’t be here. Secondly, I’m a supervisor at my real job so I don’t take orders well. Thirdly, ever since the little prissy Mexican, Ms. Ochoa, became supervisor she had these little nit picky orders that were just bullshit. Finally, the truth be known, all Mexican’s were...

I was about 13 years old when this happend I was a very horny child, but for now some reason I dont get that way anymore. I fabricated at it a bit : P I can't wait to kiss a boy! Carolina said as she paged through her Tiger Beat magazine. I wan't to kiss Devin, the guy in my math class. You know him right? she said as she looked up at me. uh hu. I muttered. I was too busy thinking about the boy that I wanted to kiss to say anything else. I didn't want to tell her...