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LOVING STEP-PARENTS

The people that I talked to through the modem didn’t know my age, and I kept it a secret. That way they didn’t treat me like a kid and talk down to me.

One day someone suggested that I down-load some graphics that he had. He told me they were real good graphics and that I would like them. I was shocked to find they were pictures of men and women doing things to each other. I’d never seen anything like that before, and even with no one around they made me blush.

I understood what I was seeing, even if I didn’t know what some of the poses meant. I had an erection before I knew what was happening. I had been getting these erections rather frequently lately, and I knew that I could relieve the sexual tension by masturbating.

When my glands started working and my penis started to grow, Dad bought me books on sex and growing up. They said masturbation was natural, not bad or naughty. I had been masturbating since the previous September and my penis had grown from two inches to four and a half inches when it was hard. Continue reading LOVING STEP-PARENTS

Hypno Diane

I sat there, looking at Diane. To say that I was stunned would be an
understatement. “I *thought* this would be a bad idea,” she said.

I didn’t answer. I still sat there, my mind in a whirl. The things
Richard had said! I still couldn’t believe this had happened. I’d
*trusted* him… I’d opened myself up to him! It was like a
nightmare–it *was* a nightmare. “I *knew* it was a bad idea, from the
beginning,” said Diane. I realized she was standing over me, looking
down at me as I sat. She looked worried. I still didn’t speak. I
thought again about Richard.
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No man would ever replace Annie for Selene, Selene for Annie

Selene reclined on her bed thinking about the 14-inch cock that she planned to
wrap her tongue around later that night. She anticipated the excitement of
sucking his enormously thick penis and savored the thought of his foot-long
plus two inch hot dog sliding down her extended throat.

And then her mind flashed back to the first day she learned about her little
abnormality.

Her thoughts returned to August 10, 2023, the evening when she’d attended a
birthday party in Santa Monica for her best friend, Annie. Selene was seventeen
years old. Annie was about to turn eighteen. Lesbian Teen2
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Greg’s New Housemates

I was new to the area. Eastern Kentucky, a small rural county, and I had just taken a different position with the State Planning Commission. I mainly worked with the highway departments on the state, county and local levels, in road building and maintenance. I’ve been working for the state for six years up to that point, ever since graduating from UK in 1990. I had worked my way up, getting promoted at every opportunity.

Now I was here, and not really sure if this was such a good idea. My new position paid well, very well. And at the time I was single. So what’s the problem? Well, the problem was I’m black. Six-five, two-sixty of prime black American male, in a part of rural coal-mining Kentucky where there are very few African-Americans, and none with money. The local non-white population didn’t really like me that much, and let’s not even go on about the white population. At least, not at first.
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Sex trip at the school

As soon as Mark had told me now to dress, I was worried.

My shortest skirt was extremely short and I had only worn it once. It was a
faded red color, made of very thin denim material, but not thick like jeans
or anything like that. I had bought it at a thrift store when cruising
shops with a guy I had been seeing some time back. It had only cost a
couple of dollars. When I tried it on for him after we got to his home, we
were both amazed at how short it really was. I swore I would never wear it
in public. After some time had passed I had forgotten about the skirt and
on Valentine’s Day I asked him if there was “anything special” he wanted me
to wear that evening. He talked me into wearing the faded red skirt and
even into going out with him to a bar he had been wanting to go to where he
could shoot pool.sexy cunt
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Shy Young Wife: The View from Danny’s Chair

Hindsight can be comforting or sickening. As I look back on those days,
it is indeed a comfort to be able to make sense of what was going on. At
the time, I was mostly just confused and angry. Pamela was struggling
with something, though – something she couldn’t possibly have explained
to me, because she didn’t even come close to understanding it herself.
Looking back, I now know that she was as tormented in some ways as I was
– at least at first.Mall Nude 1
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