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It was a typical family get together one that had happened in one-way or another for years. A trip of just over three hundred miles and as they drove Natalie, Tim's step daughter sat there texting and listened to her own music in the back seat. With a knowing glance he looked over at Linda, Natalie's mom, and turned onto the dirt road that would take them the last thirty miles to the cabin. Natalie was going to loose cell service in just a few minutes and with a smile at each other they prepared for the storm. Natalie would have to talk to them, something that was in the same instant a blessing and a curse.

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She sat on the edge of the bed and gazed at his cock. Still wet with her juices, it seemed to glisten in the light streaming in from the outside street lamp. It was a beautiful thing; still fairly ridged despite the last hour's activities. She gently traced the thick vein underneath with her fingernail, causing him to squirm slightly, stopping at the smooth head of his penis. She smiled as she stood; she was more satisfied than she could remember. She felt sexy, confident... and vindicated.

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Disclaimer - This is a work of fiction and nothing more. Enjoy the fantasy, but keep it away from reality. Also, all characters in my stories are 18 years of age or older! The term 'teen' can refer to somebody who is 18 or 19 as well. --commercial begins--

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"Hi darling! This is Marisa...Marisa; this is my daughter, Zoey." "Hi Marisa. At last, I have the chance to finally meet you. I heard a lot about you!" Zoey cordially shook hand with her father's new girlfriend. Marisa Heart, 39, a doctor and a colleague of her father at St. Gabriel Hospital. They had been dating for the past 4 months. The woman facing her was pretty and petite, Zoey guessed she was about 5 feet 4 inches in height and she had the most appealing laughter. Her father incessantly made jokes at the table and she realized that he was happy to be with this woman.

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Well it looks like no matter how hard I try I can't stop writing long stories. Oh well...I hope you all enjoy this one. If you like it drop me line and let me know. If enough people like it I'll continue, if not, I'll move on to another story. ENJOY! * The Schaffer family was all smiles on this particular Friday afternoon. They were leaving for their annual summer vacation. Their bags were packed, the SUV loaded, and all that remained was for them to load themselves up. Every year they took a weeklong road trip with no fixed destination.

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This is a long story depicting how a man who had deep routed morals entered into the World of Incest, how he became a Casanova and how he entered into espionage. As the story has parts of Incest - so those who don't like Incest should not read this. Incest does not happen in a jiffy so it will feature at a later stage in the story not right from the beginning.

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Bill and Karen have been a couple for 20 years. They are now 44 years old and have a 19 year old son named Dave. Bill and Karen are very sexually active and adventurous. They are willing to try a lot of things. They have tried things from anal, to swinging with their best friends Bob and Judy, to even light bondage.

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It hadn't been one of those messy breakups that you hear about on soaps, or in woman's magazines, actually after 20 years of marriage we had just grown apart. It was a gradual thing, slowly over the years I had changed but my husband didn't want to change with me. I found as I entered my 30s that I wanted to try things, open my mind to new ideas, experiment and live a little. I felt that now our son was no longer a baby and he wasn't so dependant on me that I could think about myself for a change, do things that I wanted to do.

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Ruth dropped Julie and Johnny off at their house, then drove quickly home. She knew her son was curious able why she had done what she had done and excited. He was quiet all the way home. She had not wrapped her beach robe about her body, but drove in her bikini. her son looking at her in a way he never had before.

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Snow falling tenderly outside. My body being heated by the crackling fire that seems to burn my uncovered, long legs. Gently running my fingertips down my body as though caressing myself missing the touch of him. My thoughts run. It had been so long since he had touched me. God, I miss him. Nothing can replace that feeling of his heated hands stroking my fiery, sweat covered physical being. Oh, how I long to feel him again. Like an addiction, I just can not seem to get enough.

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