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A Story by Rose
I hear the shower start and I wait a few minutes before stripping, leaving my clothes in a pile on the floor, and slowly easing the door of the bathro..
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A Story by Rose
I walk in late after a long day of work to find the house dark and quiet. You told me you’d be out with some friends, which was fine with me. I ..
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A Story by Rose
A blindfold keeps me from seeing your gorgeous body. The bonds at my wrists keep my arms pinned above my head. The ones at my ankles spread my legs wi..
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A Story by Rose
It’s late in the evening when you walk in the door, hang up your coat and kick off your shoes, tired from a long day at work. Thankfully today i..
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A Story by Rose
You push me up against the hallway wall roughly, your lips searching for mine, hungry for my kiss. From down the hall, we can hear the sounds of the e..
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A Story by Rose
I trail my fingers lightly up your thigh, almost to your crotch before working my way back to your knee. Your grip tightens on the steering wheel and ..
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A Story by Rose
My eyes open, squinting in the harsh sunlight filtering in through the open drapes. I groan and close them, hoping sleep will return to me, but sadly ..
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A Story by Rose
The final bell sounds through the silent school, releasing us from our long day of lectures. I pack up my books and hoist my bag over my shoulder. The..
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