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It was the Friday night before... She woke to silence, everyone in the house was asleep. Unable to get back to sleep she got out of bed and went to the kitchen to get something cold to drink. She poured herself a glass of orange juice and as she sipped it she noticed a light coming from underneath the door to the den. After drinking the orange juice she set the glass in the kitchen sink and walked slowly toward the light. Not wanting to wake anyone she decided to slowly turn the door knob and peek in. As the door opened she could see him sitting at his desk working at his computer.

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Summer vacation was winding down fast, taking with it the last vestiges of freedom that my sisters and I had been so thoroughly enjoying. All too soon, I would be starting my senior year in high school and it would be back to dull grind of boring routine. "Samuel T. Young, you need a haircut, young man!"

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Cindy and her younger sister Betsy were looking out the kitchen window. Cindy's son, Kevin, was swimming in the backyard pool. Kevin was climbing out from the water, totally nude. Cindy and Betsy had their eyes glued to his thin, tall body. Drops of water were dripping off of the tip of Kevin's cock.

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Being a tenured full professor at a large university like State U has got to be one of the best jobs in the world. The money's not great, but you are set for life, doing what you enjoy doing most. In my case, that's writing history books, conducting research across the country, pulling in a ton of money for the university in the form of grants from Uncle Sam, making a few bucks off of my books, and of course, teaching a course or two.

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Ruby sat in the livingroom of their backwoods home listening to her father and 5 uncles talk. They were all White Supremacist and hearing them talk was strange at best. Ruby had been educated in the public schools and knew that these relatives of hers were full of crap but she was also raised to respect them if not fear them and therefore said nothing against their philosophies.

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***My first story. Comments are appreciated to help improve writings. Thanks!!*** I woke up one morning and signed on to AOL as I always do to check my email. The familiar voice saying "You've Got Mail" didn't surprise me; I always had mail. Almost all of it was junk but the last message caught my eye; It was a message from a website I had an account in.

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Jake was 18 years old. For all intensive purposes he was normal. Except for one itty bitty thing. He wanted to sleep with his mom. This disturbed Jake to no end. It certainly wasn't normal and made him feel awkward around her. His mom was none the wiser. Being a very open and liberal mother didn't help his appetite at all, especially since she would often walk around their house in nothing but a shirt and her panties. Every time Jake would see this he'd have to control himself. Every now and then she'd give him an innocent hug, but to him it wasn't so innocent. He'd steal a chance to brush her butt, or her boobs. He'd pat her back to see if she was wearing a bra. She rarely did in the mornings.

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What a rotten day! What happened to 'the best years of your life'? I thought being eighteen was supposed to be everything a girl could ever want. Well my life sure proved that theory wrong. Dad had left Mom back in August for a bitch that was almost young enough to be my sister. And for the first couple of months he'd actually acted like he thought I could like that whore! And then they had moved. Somewhere out west, I think. We hadn't heard from him since. I guess he deposited the support directly into Mom's account until a few weeks ago when I turned eighteen. And then that stopped, too.

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I call my friend's mom Mummy. Mummy wears only saree at home; Mummy never wears bra while at home; Mummy's figure is short, sexy, right size breasts and correct size ass. Her color is white and texture of the skin is amazing; she's actually around 50 years old but her body doesn't show the age. Her hair is pure black and she doesn't dye her hair at all. Since she was 37 till 48 she didn't get fucked much as her husband was working at overseas. But I'm sure she'll get fucked every once in two years when her husband comes back home for vacation.

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"It's Earth Day at last." "Yeah, Outdoor fucking begins today." "Even though in this part of the country, most folks have to wait til May, or even summer, it's great we have our hot tub, to get the early jump." My wife Mallory was idly stroking my cock as we floated away a lazy afternoon in our back yard hot tub. With any luck, this would be a prelude to great sex, perhaps not just here, but perhaps later again in the shower. Or the hammock . Or the bedroom. Or the kitchen. Or all those places.

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