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The Best Day at Work

This is a true story, however i changed the names of the people. When i was younger i used to go help my dad at work, my dad cleaned a private school at night and i would help whenever he was unable to go. My dad had been sick and i had to go fill in for him, i was really annoyed that i had to fill in for my dad but that would soon change. When i got to the school there was a party going on so me and my crew had to clean everything but the gym. Once we finished i went to drop of the rest of my crew and on my way back as i drove by the front of the school i saw a really cute white girl.

Home from College

Introduction: I found there to be a lack of 'normal' stories on this site. I wanted to create a really sexy story that was just a guy and a girl enjoying each other, with no incest or anything dark and macabre. As this is my first attempt at writing stories, any compliments or constructive criticism are very welcome. Thanks! I grew up in a smaller suburb outside of San Diego in a nice neighborhood. The houses were a pretty good size, but not mansions. It was a safe neighborhood where nobody would really worry about crime or anything like that.

My Boyfriend, My Neighbor and Me

My boyfriend is a college student and is often busy working on assignments so, he is unable to stay over. This was one of those nights. Despite my pleas for him to stay so we could fool around, he just kissed me and out the door he went. I wanted him and he knew it. Damn! He does this to me on purpose. Now what am I going to do? I guess I will just have to wait until tomorrow night. I sat down on the couch and started to flip through the channels on the TV when I heard my neighbor start the shower. My thoughts were quickly diverted to thinking of her. We don't really know each other very well but are friendly with each other whenever we run into one another.

Sissy the Redhead: Her First Cock Pt. II

I couldn't believe my plan had worked so well. That hot housewife across the street was even more game than I had thought. I had dressed as slutty as I could, digging out clothes from three years ago when I was only ten years old, squeezing into them, and flaunting my tight little thirteen year old body all over the yard pushing the lawn mower. It only took twice before she came over an made her move. And, my god, what a move. I've never cum so hard. Even when Mom and I fool around. Sure, my mom taught me everything I know about eating pussy, and she's almost as hot as Charlotte, only she has thick black hair and huge tits. She dresses different, too.

sharing Mendy

It was a hot summer day, my long time girlfriend, Mendy, was over for the weekend. We had just gotten back together. We have broken up many times before, mostly because she likes to fuck other guys now and then. She was pulling weeds from the flower bed and I was mowing the yard. I was watching her ass more than where I was going. She has a sweet little ass and you could see the outline of her pussy through the tight, thin material. I saw her go into the house and I jumped off the mower and followed her in. She was bent over, looking in the fridge. I came up behind her and grabbed her hips and ground my hard on into her ass crack. She stood up and turned around.

Katerina's Visit

I waited outside the gate at the airport, looking for the little beauty that had flown across the country to meet her "pen pal" and spend the weekend. Katerina had written me about some of my stories and how hot they had made her feel, and I had politely responded, but then we took up a serious pen pal exchange, and before long, she had agreed to come for a visit. I saw the tiny brunette coming down the walkway, and recognized her, immediately. She was wearing a light summer dress that stopped just above her knees, and had a huge smile when she saw me. She carried a small overnight bag with her.

Mary Moves In

It was a hot Sunday when I first saw Mary, the type of Sunday made for sitting around with a cold drink watching television or reading a book. Although the temperature would often rise well above the ninety-six degrees that dominated my home city of Sacramento today, something about it being the weekend made people especially lazy. Had it been a Monday, or any other weekday for that matter, people would have attempted to ignore the heat just to make their workday that much more bearable. I was washing the family sedan in the front driveway and thinking about the 49er game later that afternoon when I saw a large U-Haul truck out of the corner of my eye.

Mr. Smith's Day Off

One day I wasn't feeling very well when I was at work, so I decided to go home for the day. I had such a sinus headache going it felt like my head was going to explode! I didn't think it would have wise to drive my self home, so I asked my buddy if he could give me a ride home, but he would have to pick me up in the morning! He said it wouldn't be no problem. I walked in the house I knew it was to soon for my son to come home from school. So I thought I would take a hot bath, that always helps when I have a sinus headache. I filled the tub with the hottest water I could take, and turned off the light, and slowly eased my self into the hot water.

Kelly's Bad Day at the Office

As usual on a monday morning the bank was busy. Kelly, the banks branch supervisor, was at her desk working on a presentation that she would be giving later that day to her supervisors. Kelly was an attractive woman in her early thirties. She is about 5'4" with long brown hair and brown eyes. She has a nice athletic body with large breasts which she normally hides beneath loose fitting blouses. Today was no exception as she dressed in a sharp blue business blazer with matching skirt, and a loose fitting cream blouse that showed little if any cleavage. Whenever she was giving a presentation to her supervisors she was extra careful to dress as professionally as possible.

Ten to Six

The doorbell rang for the third time before Fran Shannon could make it up the stairs. She had been busy in the basement trying to figure out what to do with all of the water. She glanced at the clock in the hall as she hurriedly walked to the door. "Coming." She hollered. "It must finally be the damn electrician." She mumbled to herself as she approached the front door. "Yes, could I help you?" She asked, opening the door, leaving the chain in place. "Gordo's electric, mam." The man answered, smiling. He was carrying a large workman's bag. "It's about time, what took you so long?" She didn't wait for an answer; she shut the door, unlatched the chain, and then reopened the door.