A New Peter

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A New Peter 1 Mrs. Veckly could hardly sleep that night. After her discussion with Mrs. Bradford, her accountant, the day before, she finally felt she was going to get some control over her twelve-year-old son, Peter. Peter was going to find his new place in the family as well. In their casual conversation, Mrs. Veckly had mentioned that she was having some trouble getting Peter to behave. Mrs. Bradford seemed unusually interested in this and offered some advice. According to Mrs. Bradford, Peter needed to be raised the same way she had raised her son. That meant that Peter...

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After School Helper

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PART ONE I had always been interested in the sciences during my schooling and at times I nurtured visions of myself as a great physicist, in the mould of Isaac Newton, Maxwell or Faraday. Of course I was interested in Biology but it seemed to be a branch of Science of more interest to the girls. I was somewhat surprised therefore, when one afternoon, just as I was pushing my bike to the school gates, Miss Griffith the Biology teacher stopped her mini and asked me if I would like to help her with some work she was doing. She...

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A Holiday at Cousin Clare’s

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As a teenager I always used to spend about ten days each year with Cousin Clare and her parents.  Clare wasn't actually my cousin, but her mother and my mother were at school together, and it was a convenient way to refer to her.  Clare was an only child.  At the time of the following exciting adventure we were sixteen, but I was a few months older than she was. Clare's parents had plenty of money. They lived in a large house in rural Berkshire and Clare went to a private school, girls only, a few miles away.  She had...

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A Hot Ride with My Mother-In-Law

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My mother-in-law had bought a new house and had asked me one day to go with her to the local home center to pick out some fixtures. While we were there, she went to go use the bathroom but came back out quickly saying that it smelled so bad in there and would wait until she got home. On the drive home, we got stuck in some traffic and after a while of just sitting there I could tell she was starting to squirm a little. I didn't want to say anything to make her feel embarrassed, so I just...

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Adventures in Panties and Dresses

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When I was eleven, I was the toughest kid in the neighborhood.  The one who came home with black eyes (but who gave more black eyes than he got), the one who was always ready for a fight, a real scrapper. What nobody knew was that this young neighborhood tough liked to wear girls' panties. It had started one afternoon when my sister asked me to get a handkerchief out of her dresser, and while I was looking for the handkerchief, I opened her lingerie drawer by mistake. I was ready to close it again, but then I lingered a...

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12th Birthday Medical Exam (part 1)

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Kyle Roberts turned 12 years old on a fine summer day and his mom Kate reminded him that he had an appointment for his annual check-up that morning and then the family would go out to dinner at his favorite pizza restaurant that evening. Kyle was looking forward to the day and actually liked his family practice Doctor, Marcy Harris. As had always been the routine the past several years, Dr. Harris examined the boy while he kept his briefs on. Kyle always liked that she addressed him directly and only asked his mom questions when absolutely necessary. Just when...

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A 50’s Experience

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My birth parents were killed in a tragic accident when I was only one. My father's sister Irene and her husband Jimmie took me in (they didn't bother with the adoption thing) as their own. Just over a year later, Uncle Jimmie died at Omaha Beach. It made him some sort of local hero and aunt Irene never remarried. We lived in a small town outside a larger Midwest "city" where aunt Irene worked in an accounting firm. During the days when I was small, I spent my time at my grandparents house and when aunt Irene came home from...

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A Boy’s Erotic Education

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I have since recovered from my earlier submissiveness and, in fact, assumed the opposite role to some extent. But I have never forgotten my earlier years and the education I received from my aunt's friend, Nurse Adrian. It was because of Adrian that I learned the wonders of a woman's body and, moreover, the appreciation for the exquisite pleasure that flows forth from a woman's favor. By first education of submissiveness and obedience to the female who dominated my earliest sexual experience I learned valuable lessons that would stand me in good stead for the rest of my life. Adrian...

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