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“Does writing those scenes excite you, Freya Laurent? Did your body respond while you imagined me fucking you in this very office?” The crude word from his mouth sent a jolt straight between my legs. I pressed my thighs together, but the ache only deepened, a slow liquid throb. “Yes,” I voiced before I could stop myself. Shame and arousal tangled so tightly I couldn’t tell them apart. Dr Brandy’s lips curved, just a little. “Good. Honesty is the first rule.” He circled behind his desk and sat, pointing to the chair opposite him. “Sit. Open the document on your laptop. The journal entry. Read the first three paragraphs aloud and slowly.”

But I decided that perhaps I didn't know everything about Michael, especially his sexual likes and dislikes, so after he left for school the next morning, I returned to his laptop, and this time I checked his favourites. Most were game sites, but there were three Literotica addresses, as well as a pantyhose site. The first Literotica page was simply a list of new stories updated each day, the second was the top incest stories by score, but the third was one that gave me lots of information about my son's kinks. It was a search engine with the following tags: mom, son, and submission.

As their tongues began to move, Henry prompted, “The stories. Begin.” Nancy’s voice was muffled against Ruby’s flesh, but audible. “I… I once shit myself… during a final exam in college,” she confessed, the words agony. “I was so nervous… I tried to hold it… I ruined my favorite jeans… had to walk out with everyone knowing…” As she spoke, her tongue worked furiously on Ruby’s clit, as if trying to lick away the memory.

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For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

Mmmmuah"! A clap of satisfaction was given to him by the audience as he walked back to his seat. Mr Lucas collected the microphone and rounded up the speech with a joke, saying.... "Now that the grandfathers of triplets Amelia, Donald and Anderson have given their own vote of thanks, now it's my own turn to do so being their day's Master of Ceremonies". Everyone laughed as they clapped...to cheer him up. He began... "The title of my story is..."The Cat and the Single Hen"! He continued...

I said. “Of course there’s fanfic.” “How lovely.” I shook my head. “Actually, Ted, I did notice something with those names.” “Hit me.” “The usernames have very different, very consistent personalities. S supports that I’m a wolf and keeps suggesting I should mate a wolf. MyHelperz is vulgar, swears a lot, and never offers anything of substance. And so on.

And they wonder why I don't hang out with them. "Stan...." Trying to remember her name. "Stacey." Gem whispered correcting me. I muttered "who cares." under my breath. "Stacey, what's going on?" I asked, even though I'm uninterested. "This guy said he might have to remove the slits ." I turned to my designer, proudly looking at him. "I was just gonna tell you that, I believe the slits are distracting, attention should be given to the material, the design." Gem nodded in agreement as stan- whatever her name is looked at me in pure fury.

This is just a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, places, events and incidents are just a product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual person, living, dead or actual event are purely co-incidental. The story has also a few mature content so read at your own risk. Thank you for understanding and enjoy reading! This story is unedited so expect any typographical error, grammatical error, wrong spelling or whatsover errors. Then if you are looking for a perfect story, then do not continue reading this.