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THE_POKER_GAME_LONG_TIME_AGO.htm

In my high school years, a few friends would gather about once a month to play poker. Gambling was not the draw; we played penny ante. To lose $5 in an evening was a lot. We considered it a time of male bonding. We smoked cigars and drank a little. Those were the days. One of the girls in our crowd had heard about the game. She wasn’t anyone’s girlfriend, just a friend who was a girl.

The_Polish_Girl.htm

The Polish Girl This story is true, but the names have been changed to protect our privacy. I work for a small company in a rather large mid-western city. This particular city has a large Polish immegrant population, and our company employes quite a few of them due to the nature of the work we do. It's quite a bit of small parts assembly and the Polish women are very dexterous, so the

The_Polish_GirlPart_2.htm

Introduction: Saturday Afternoon Continues The Polish Girl -- Part 2 Saturday afternoon continues.... Mariel and I made our way to my office and into my private bath and shower. I reached inside and turned the water on HOT with a needle spray, just the thing we needed to wash the sweat and cumm off our sticky bodies. "That was just WONDERFUL sex " she said, a

The_Polish_GirlPart_3.htm

Introduction: I get BUSTED The Polish Girl -- Part3 I get BUSTED.... I just kept thinking about that great blow job as I was driving home that evening. The way Mariel had taken it all the way down her throat was just amazing to me, and how she had found my prostate thing with her finger!!! No one had ever done THAT to me before! I guess I wasn't really paying

The_Polish_Woman_In_the_Hottub.htm

I was at my grandparents’ house in their hottub. Soon after my cousin came with her new roommate came to their house. I had never met Ivanna before but I soon got a very good look at her as she took off her top and pants. Standing there in her bikini I was amazed. I gazed into her chestnut eyes that were perfect with her auburn hair. She has a large chest that I found out later is 38 D

The_Pool_BoyA_Late_Christmas_Present.htm

Introduction: I can hardly believe that it happened again at the local pool. Some of the most erotic moments in my slightly sordid past have been at swimming pools. There must be something in the water. As I said before, I go swimming 3 times a week and at the time I go, the pool-boys are the only eye-food worth looking at, sitting as they do, in their slinky

The_PoundPart_1_.htm

Introduction: Lisa has just quit her job. Hello my name is Lisa. Im about 5'4 and a size 36 DD cup. I just quit from my last job, because my boss keep looking at my huge tits. So I was looking through the newspaper and stopped at the wanted section. I saw the perfect job, a receptionist at the local pound. I get paid 6 bucks a hour to answer some phone and ma

The_Power_of_PersuasionA_VERY_DETAILED_BLOW_JOB_TRUE_STORY.htm

Introduction: I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed actually doing it and writing it. Extremely detailed true story involving my friend Nathan and I... This experience involved my American friend Nathan, who was GAWJUS! At the time, I was 15 and Nathan was 13. We met each other through matching of specific interest about 4 years before. I never went

The_Preachers_Daughter.htm

The Preaacher's Daughter I never imagined in my worst nightmares that this would be happening to me. I was a good girl from a good family. My family and I lived in a small rural area on a small farm. My father is a preacher at the local church. He is a fire and brimstone preacher, if you stray you are damned type. My mother is a stay at home mother and believes every word my father ha

The_Preachers_Daughter_Part_2.htm

Introduction: This is a continuation of part 1. To know what happened, please read it first. The Preacher's Duaghter Part 2 “Emi.” Mother said shaking my shoulder and I came out of the daze I was in. “Come, let's get you clean for church.” Gently she helped me from the table and I saw the puddle of cum and blood on it and the floor. “Don't look at it.” she s

The_Presentation_0.htm

Introduction: Master Paul presents His slave for His guests to use.... "Come and kneel before me, slave" With quick, graceful motion, I moved across the room and went to my knees, at Master's feet. "I have guests visiting today. Be prepared to serve them, and do not disappoint me." The bell rang and I answered the door, presenting each of His guests to Him,

The_Pressure_Relieving_Boy.htm

Introduction: I’m in the upper part of my teens now, but this is not a story about the most recent years. Instead, it’s about my earlier years. I would not consider myself a man now, and at that point in time I was far – very far, indeed – from it. If the thought of sex and sexual activities with (more or less) consenting younger boys upsets you, then maybe you should read no furth

The_Pretzel_Guy.htm

Introduction: This is my first story so it may not seem that good. I'm open to comments and suggestions. Thanks! Cool summer afternoon when I walk into the pretzel store. The door was cracked open so I removed the stopper and gently pull on the door close. He appears from the back with a case of pretzels in his hands. He looks at me and say hello. I undo the

The_price_for_my_sons_silence.htm

Introduction: This this is a story of one day my son confronted me and my sister/sister-wife of what he knew. So we came up with a plan to buy his silence, for we were afraid he would tell his dad. We did what we had to do, even though we didn't like it! WARNING! My story is intended for adults 18 years or older this story contains sexual content. I have trie

The_Price_of_Fantasy_1.htm

Introduction: what happened when my wife granted my fantasy of her as my sex slave for a night My hubby caught me on this website a few weeks ago and has since read my two stories which I hadn't shared with him before. He was turned on to say the least. He suggested that we share our story about my fulfilling his fantasy of watching me with another man on his 35th birt

The_Priest_and_I.htm

Introduction: if your into catholic fantasies read this [b]I was 17 at the time, (this only happened about a year ago) and i had just started a new school. I am 5'5 with 32b breasts that have a good shape, long blonde hair and an average figure because i am a dancer. Anyways, I had moved from a public school to a Catholic School because it was what my parents

The_Principals_Wife_Is_Schooled_BySome_Students_Part_1.htm

Introduction: An attractive wife finds that youth must be served As Connie drove to dinner she had a strange stirring inside her. Over the past two years she had enjoyed her husband’s newest position. He was Principal at a newly built high school in a nice suburb outside Houston. While he had been very busy digging into the job, she had tried to help out as b

The_Professor_who_said_I_was_a_Good_Girl.htm

Introduction: My story of how I passed a biology seminar. It was the Spring Quarter of my Freshmen year of college at a very academically prestigious school. I was studying for my Biology degree, coming to the end of my first year. Usually this is the time when people go out, have fun, and have sex, but I was having none of those things. I had completely ove

The_Project_0.htm

Introduction: A little after school help turns into a lot more... ----- This is my first attempt so tell me what you guys think and what needs work! ----- I've never really liked being a high school tutor. At 17, I've got better things to do. But it was something that my parents felt looked good on a college report, and therefore I went along with it. Real

The_Prom_0.htm

It was 1983 and I was a senior in high school.My name is Nicole and that night my best friend Monica and I became more than just friends.Monica was a beautiful , sexy girl.She always wore tight ( and I mean skin tight ) jeans and tight fitting t-shirts.She had long black hair , green eyes and was slender with measurements of 34-26-32.I on the other hand was 36-27-34 and I loved wearing

The_Prom_Night.htm

Introduction: While the boys were at the prom, mom and dad desided to have fun. It was the day of the prom, both my sons have dates and by 4:00pm the house will be empty except for Karen and I. The thought of having the house to our selves was fantastic. Don’t get me wrong, we love our boys whole-heartedly, but it always seems that they would barge into our b

The_Proposition_1_2.htm

Introduction: [A 60 year old wife told me in a chat room the brief outlines of something she'd done much earlier in her marriage. I hope I've captured the essence of her story here.]I was 38, a mother - always faithful to my wonderful husband of 8 years. I had managed to keep my figure together, but still, I can't believe I did this. Jake was the organizer of

The_Proposition_2.htm

Introduction: I'm 39 now. It's a year later. Maybe you don't remember what happened at the conference last year. I'd never cheated before. But if you read my first story, you know that I met Jake, and after we had dinner and shared a bottle of wine and he offered me $1000 for sex. In a moment of vanity and, I suppose, lust, I succumbed. It seemed like such an overwhelming offer and

The_Public_Mens_Room.htm

Introduction: She thinks she is adventurous and is she ever! I had no idea but love her more than ever for the pleasure she gives by exploring! In the Public Mens Room There is a park that my wife and I sometimes walk in. It has trails and nature walks which is great for meandering or exercising. I never used the Mens toilet near the parking lot and hadn’t

The_pussy_of_my_mom_and_my_sister_invites_my_COCK_to_fuck.htm

Introduction: hi my name is abishek i am 18 years old . This is my first sex story Here i want to express my sex experiences with my mom and sisters feel it and rate it I am a guy of six packed body. I studied my school days in boys school so i have a little shy with girls.I had a sister namely 'DEEPA'.She was 21 years old. My mom is nearly 42,but she is look

The_Ranch_0.htm

Introduction: Blinker This was the summer to beat all summers I had taken a job in New Mexico working on a ranch, my job I really didn’t know what I was going to be doing. The day that I got there it was like a set out of the movies it looked just like the old west. The man I am working for met me and gave me a nice greeting, now that I look back on it

The_Rape_of_Bucha.htm

Introduction: Contrary to what mainstream media tells you, Ukraine's Azov Battalion do what they do best, rape young girls so that the western media can blame this on the RussiansSocial media: DocForbin If you are a young girl in Donetsk, watch out! Ukraine’s Azov Battalion will do anything to vent their sexual frustrations, they couldn’t care less if you are

the_rape_of_heather.htm

Introduction: every event of this story is true just changed up alittle this actually happened...i was 15 at the time enjoy I approached her quietly at a local elementary school knowing that this 12-year-old piece pussy was going to be the best I have ever had. Once I got near her I reached into my pocket dug around in it for a few seconds and took out a clot

The_Real_Graziella.htm

Introduction: I've written about the lovely Graziella before, but it was all fiction. This time the story is ripped directly from the pages of my life. Names have been changed, but everything else is fact. The real Graziella (as opposed to the version of her I created in my mind before I actually got to know her) is a 27 year old Latina mix with creamy tanned

The_Real_Graziella_2.htm

The next day was Saturday and I had off from work, so I called her that morning. "Hey, it’s Colette. What are you doing this afternoon?" I asked nonchalantly. "Nothing so far. The kids are at their father's for the weekend and my girlfriend went down to Florida to visit family. I would have gone with her but they don't know she's in a lesbian relationship yet, which is kind of irritat

The_Real_Kate.htm

Introduction: This is the beginning of my slavery. Kate had been married for almost 25 years. Karl was a wonderful man, but because of his many medical problems, he had developed ED. Kate spent whatever time she wasn’t working in caring for Karl’s needs. Kate felt trapped, bored, and mostly sexually frustrated. Once every six months or so, Karl would skip hi

The_Reception.htm

My baby sister got married at my parents home. It's a nice 10,000 square foot home with plenty of land for the ceremony and reception. It was a nice gathering of snobbiest people I loved to avoid. It was also a bitter sweet occasion for me because I was a recently divorced 30 year old. The three hundred people were scattered between the house, the lanai, and the yard. Between the

The_Remainder_Of_The_Night_Of_Sharons_Special_Time_With_Judge_Cooke_Judge_Cooke_Series6.htm

Introduction: I have had many emails regarding my stories. I would like to thank each of you. I thank all of you for your complements. ( For you Hariot) After Judge Cooke left the room, I wanted to talk to Sharon about what just happened. I wanted to know how it felt. Did she like it? I was hoping that she would turn over and face me, but she never did. I fel

The_Renter.htm

Introduction: Young couple, man ignores wife by watching sports on television The elderly couple next door moved into a retirement facility and put their home up for sale. Being retired, but yet relatively young, I decided to purchase it and use it as a rental property. In July this past year a couple in their late 20s rented the house. The man, Jasper, wor

The_Retirement_Village_REVISED.htm

Introduction: After retirement and the passing of my wife, I moved into a Retirement Village out in the southwest. If you think old people don't enjoy sex, you are mistaken. I’m a 59-year-old retired police detective who enjoys extreme jogging, reading mystery novels, listening to music and dancing. I have been described as loveable and generous, but I can al

The_Reunion_the_Hotel_Part_II.htm

Introduction: The year after my grandfathers death my cousin and I get reunited at our family reunion. The Reunion (the Hotel part 2) So if you are reading this then you have either read The Hotel; or haven’t. If you have just ignore this. If not then go back and read it. We left off with my recounting of my experience with my cousin. After that we left for our respec

The_ride_0.htm

Author’s Note: This story I have taken time to write for people’s enjoyment. I would love comments, both good and constructive…. I would really like for those who wish to insult, to keep their opinions to themselves. Please over look grammar, and spelling errors Disclaimer: This is a true story. I lived this but I added things that were not true to make it a more filling story. If yo

The_rise_and_fall_of_a_boy_called_Rave_part_10.htm

Rave's back baby. I walked out of the hospital with a spring in my step, they had x-rayed my rib cage again, it was all better. I could have told them that, you ran your hand down my chest you could feel the two bumps of the fresh bone under the muscle. I was having a feeling that I hadn’t had in years. I didn’t hurt, not at all, I wasn’t coming of a ripped muscle, a sprained joint,

The_rise_and_fall_of_a_boy_called_Rave_part_11.htm

Truce day I sat in the girls toilets watching the show, Stacie was kneeling in the middle of the floor and some nameless girl was riding her face. Stacie had been easy before but now Bex had turned the girl into the school slut with her tasks. The early ones had been simple things like wearing short skirts and no bra. After that it was showing her panties to members of staff until s

The_rise_and_fall_of_a_boy_called_Rave_part_12.htm

The last glorious summer. I came around slowly, sleep not wanting to give up its hold over my body, to the sound of slow deep breathing. The bits of my body that didn’t still hurt ached with the night’s excesses. I looked over at the two beautiful forms I had spent the night with Faye had her thumb in her mouth her lips pull into a cute little smile of contentment, Lucy had her arms

The_rise_and_fall_of_a_boy_called_Rave_part_13.htm

The beginning of the end. When I started writing this I really didn’t think I would get this far before I lost interest and found something better to do with my spare time so I never really gave much thought to how to write this next part. I think I was planning to make it look like it all carried on the same, putting in some of the better sex bits, and then put in a few big quick eve

The_rise_and_fall_of_a_boy_called_Rave_part_14.htm

Living with it I didn’t sleep that night, just sat there staring at the wall. Faye was so happy to see me when she woke up, you would think I had been away for a month not a week, I should have been happy but I wasn’t. I wasn’t anything, I was numb. I tried my best to play along with the emotions for her sake but she could tell something was wrong with me. She didn’t push it, she k

The_rise_and_fall_of_a_boy_called_Rave_part_15.htm

Building something new Hay, it has been a while. I think it is about time I covered some of the basics about the structure of the gangs. The where six gangs on the estate the Dead Heads, the Hell Boys, the Bad Dogs, the Dammed Ones, the Burned Stars and the Flesh Eaters. I know the names are a little over the top but it is what we called ourselves. The gangs tags where the initials

The_rise_and_fall_of_a_boy_called_Rave_part_16.htm

Miracles I was woken by the light coming threw my window, Faye’s warm body was curled up into mine under the quilt, it felt nice to lie there and doze. My bladder forced me to move, slipping my arm from under her head trying not to wake her. I let out a hiss as my body protested about moving, I was damaged. The last full scale fights of the summer had ended 2 weeks ago and the winte

The_rise_and_fall_of_a_boy_called_Rave_part_17.htm

My first. I didn’t know the man I had attacked, he was just some junky walking down the wrong street at the wrong time when I hit ground level. He didn’t even try and fight back, he was too used to being beaten, I am pretty sure he would have tried if I had gone through his pockets for his drugs. I really hated these smack heads by now, I left them alone most of the time, but I hated

The_rise_and_fall_of_a_boy_called_Rave_part_18.htm

The total destruction of Alyssa Our school was rough, not only was it feed by the kids of the estate but all the other local council estates. Now the Waz, the Mains and the Hall had nothing on us, the rule of law still existed, but they were not nice places. The school picked its battles over discipline very carefully, a lot of the big thing got push aside, and little things where fo

The_rise_and_fall_of_a_boy_called_Rave_part_19.htm

Like mother like daughter. I waited by the school gates, wasting time smoking, it was my second cigarette of the morning. I was smoking more and more, I was starting to think that I would have to quit, it wasn’t really the money it was costing me or the health risk it was the simple fact that I was becoming dependent. Dependency, any dependency, worried me, it was a weakness and I wo

The_rise_and_fall_of_a_boy_called_Rave_part_20.htm

To live a violent life I think I should take a few moments to talk about violence and humans. Most of you only see violence in small amounts and never really understand it, never really get how much and at the same time how little the human body can take. Without direct damage to the nervous system the human body can heal from almost anything that doesn’t kill it out right, but it is

The_rise_and_fall_of_a_boy_called_Rave_part_21.htm

The Patchwork Man The patchwork man was my name now a new man for a new world. I don’t know who started it, I don’t know how long it was used behind my back before I heard it, and I am not sure if it was my marked skin or shifting personality that got me the name. To my face I was always Rave but when they thought I couldn’t hear I was now Patchwork. I first heard it just after my ra

The_rise_and_fall_of_a_boy_called_Rave_part_22.htm

Sandy’s homecoming The Dead Heads had always had young and very aggressive muscle. Four years ago one of them had been a lad called Sandy. With the violence and aggression on the estate it produced some pretty fucked up people but Sandy was special even by our standards, I think he might have been a real sociopath. Four years ago a 14 year old Sandy went to a normal pub and beat a g