A Loving Grandmother

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I was 18 when my Grandfather on my Mothers side passed away. They were not well off by any means, neither was my family. My dad went to help out after the funeral making arrangements to sell her trailer and car, Gramma wouldn't need them since she was now going to move in with us. We lived in a 3-bedroom house, Mom and Dad's room on the far side from my bedroom and my 2 sisters' in the middle. Well, I was concerned about the sleeping arrangements now, knowing math I did the numbers and I was odd man out...

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Amazing Grace

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Appearances can be deceptive. When I reread this story, I realised that the opening sentence could give completely the wrong impression. You know how it is with a story, you want to grab the reader’s attention straight away, so you say something a little off-track to try and make him or her carry on reading. However, I must make this clear - although this story contains sex, in fact it’s mainly about sex, there is no incest and no under age sex involved. Sorry if that’s a disappointment to some readers, but that’s the way it is. So let’s get...

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A Clean Movie

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"Did you make the list little Chris?" "Yes, its right here." "I better check and make sure you haven't forgotten anything. You did remember to write maxi pads and laundry soap on the list didnt you?" asked little Chris's Governess with a wicked look in her eye. Little Chris knew how much she liked to make him buy her maxi pads. Even writting it on the list made him blush and feel very uncomfortable. "Drink your milk like a good little boy while I look at your list." She swatted his bottom on her way to the counter. "Don't leave...

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Adventures with Sister’s Babydoll Nylon Panties

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Adventures with Sister's Babydoll Nylon Panties I was about 14 or 15 years of age and regularly jacking off nearly every other night, into various cotton handkerchiefs and old discarded undies (mostly my old cotton full jocks). Nothing spectacular, but better than beating into a boring fist (at least I’d evolved from wanking in my PJ bottoms by humping my pillow in bed at night). Certainly my masturbation-life could do with a lift. Then one day, my sister Kim, who still shared my room (partitioned off, but the same room nonetheless), had her shower early in the evening, and emerged...

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