George Does Ginger

By Ginger A. Dslut I had just finished my first year of college and was home for the summer. I returned to my usual summer routine, soaking up the sun’s rays and getting a great all-over tan. Yeah, when I’m home and no one else is, I sunbathe in the nude. I’d covered my body with a good suntan lotion. I didn’t want to burn. Sunburned tits are no fun, and sunburned nipples are even worse. I know from experience.

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Professional Curiosity

By Maxijohndoe. Rose exchanged the usual morning greetings with her colleagues as she headed to her workstation. Rose wasn’t her real name, but it had been easier to Anglicise her name rather than trying to teach English speakers her Chinese name. Rose worked as a lab technician to make enough money to see her through the many years of study and training it would take to be a pathologist, as the small amounts of money her parents could send her

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Brutus

By Anon Part of my training in journalism was being taught to keep a journal of my daily experiences and thoughts. The content of each incident was supposedly less critical than any reflections you might make later about these experiences. This is one such narrative. My widowed father died when I was twenty-eight, a year ago now. He left me his townhouse and the general estate. It gave me a vehicle and a posh place to stay for that summer

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Eau-de-soir

By tgbhu. It was one of those wonderful summer evenings when sight and smell fuse in total rapture. The rain had died away, but not before drenching my clothes throughout. A subtle breeze was sending light shivers up my spine. I felt so light and dizzy, trying to breathe in the wholeness of the moment, the far-away sounds, the divine freshness of the air… The hell with the damned car, that shit box that left me stranded in this strange

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A New Bitch For Scruff

By lovnbowser. There are times when one can predict the future. It might be the outcome of an event, a person’s characteristics, or a combination of both. My best friend Christine’s dress shop venture, for example. Something told me that it would be a disaster since its inception. I did not say a word to anyone, but I did make notes on my prediction. I just knew that the dress shop idea wasn’t right. A similar future prediction and premonition

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Feeding Time At The Kennel

By Ca.Doglady.Lover I started with the pack of large male dogs that we kept penned up in the first kennel. I stepped into the huge room-like cage and carefully latched the door behind me. The dogs seemed more excited than usual, even for feeding time. I thought nothing of it, however, setting the heavy bag of feed on the floor and proceeded to tear it open. “Hey! Look out, dammit!” I shouted in protest as the gang of dogs closed

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The Price of being his Bitch

By cosminmihail Hi, my name is Carla. I’m 36, married to Alex for 15 years. We have two girls and a boy, Sonia is 14, Marta is 12 and our little boy Robert of 9. We are a pretty happy family, my husband working hard and providing for the family. Sometimes he needs to go on business trips to other cities and even countries. We met in high school and have been sweethearts since then. Little by little, we managed

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The Bully & his Dog!

By Bullied Victim Guess what. I’m a dog fucker. Yes. That’s true. I know you probably think that sounds unbelievable. Who in their right mind would spread their legs and offer their cunt to a dog? Okay, so maybe I’m not entirely sane. I can explain, though. At least I can try. I can make an effort to tell you how I became this shameless bitch in heat. Have you ever been bullied? I mean, really bullied? I’m not talking

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Rich Bitch

By alcaira Part 1 Susan had almost everything. When it came to money her parents allowed her to have anything she wanted. Money was no object in her life. She even had two cars and was looking at a third one. She had a red Mustang convertible, a black Trans-Am and now she wanted a midnight blue Corvette. She loved sports cars and she had a feeling that her father was going to get the Corvette for her as a

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A visit from Ted’s Dog

olestray It’s cold this weekend. Miserably cold. I had a lot of yard work to do and not nearly enough time to get it done. I had already cleaned the leaves and pine straw out of the pool, put the giant candy canes on the cedar tree out front, and walked over to my sister’s weekend retreat on the big lake and borrowed an extra trash can. I am in the process of gathering up trash from all of the

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