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Please read my past two stories if you haven't. But if not I'll do a quick summary. I've been having fun with an older guy that I found from craig's list. I email him when I want to hook and in the emails I give him instruction on what I want him to do to fullfill my fantasies

“So far, so good,” Zahrine breathed to herself. She tightened her gauntlets around the reins of the beast beneath her. If she dropped her guard for even a moment, something could take her by surprise. That was a risk that she was not willing to take

I sat slumped comfortably in the couch with George lying beside me, both of us naked after hot cock sucking session we had. He laid his head on me, gently foundling my chest. I softly run my fingertips on his side down to his hip and back

Spring break, the craziest week of the year. I was a sophomore in college and taking a trip to Daytona Beach, Florida. The plan was for me to stay all week in my own room with friends showing up separately later in the week

She was two weeks away from seventeen when she went to Matt Davison’s end of the year party. With long, pretty blonde hair, wide, curious blue eyes, she was the poster child for both the Midwest and innocence

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Vickie's Abduction part 3 ________________________________ Three of the Gentle Rapist victims have discovered who he is and he has taken one of them a second time, breaking his rule of not raping the same woman twice

James soon realised that domination was a need for him. Whenever he had been with a guy he had always lead the way. That was until, he met Martin. James was gay, Martin was bi-sexual and both of them had been exchanging images of themselves over e-mail for a while

Me and My Step Daddy Jack: Part 2, The office party My step dad, Jack and I, we fucked a lot, A lot seemed little compared to how much Jack was fucking me day and night when ever he was free.. Tonight was his company's party

Living in the projects of Chicago is exactly how it sounds. A nightmare. To make matters worse, my mom’s usually fucked up on whatever drug she can find half the time, doing some unsavory things in order to maintain her fix

Rape and The Highland Fling! Tessa and her husband attended a special ‘Dance Night’ event called the Highland Fling!

My whole Monday was a disaster. I could not concentrate. Between thinking about the two beautiful women waiting at home for me, the Russian who had attacked them, and trying to figure out how to steal a body out of the morgue, getting anything done was out of the question

Delirium Lynx had always had a vivid imagination. He began to suspect that he had more than just an overactive imagination when he started seeing girls near his home and in his school. He didn’t go to an all boy’s school or anything, so seeing females wouldn’t normally be strange

Military School Adventures – Chapter 3 Disclaimer: This story is not intended for inappropriate audiences. If you are too young to be reading this or this story is illegal where you live, then please do not go any farther

You know how you have those days where you think to yourself, "I need to do something more exciting"? Well I had a lot of those days. Sitting around at home playing video games wasn't exactly the highlight of my life

Denise made it back home the next morning. She had called in sick to work again from Ken's house. She walked into the kitchen and ignored Harry while she helped herself to a cup of coffee

Foreword: Okay, this is my first ever erotic story. Go easy on me. I hope you all enjoy it ;) Walking home from work one night, Kaylee Stone adjusted her form-fitting black skirt, sighing. She walked briskly, wanting to get home quickly

The Boss' Trophy Wife part 1 First of all, let me say that as a 64 year old man, I feel fortunate, even ecstatic, to be able to say this is a true story. It really happened it really fuckin' happened

was on my way home from club-hopping (my hubby was away for the week - training). About ¼ of the way home, my car started acting up and finally gave out on me

“Sorry, it’s a taxi again” “Oh you’re joking!” I can’t believe it. Nothing like a nice relaxing end to the week, stuck in a plastic death trap with a clueless driver, reeking of anything floral to mask the heavy smoke. Just brilliant! It happens every time I don’t want it to