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Prologue One hundred years ago, the war against the undead began. No one knows where it originated from, but a virus blossomed somewhere in the USA, spreading so fast that even trying to identify Ground Zero was a fruitless endeavor



The comment section has been restricted to members only due to the spammers and other idiots. Please feel free to PM your comments to me. Lucky Mann Brown Sugar Julie was 21-years-old when we met in the mid-70s



THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION, AND ALL OF THE CHARACTERS PORTRAYED HEREIN ARE OF 18 YEARS OF AGE OR OLDER. Chapter One I Accidentally Find My Power Power corrupts. It really does



Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy



The story so far: Phil’s girlfriend, Sadie, has a teenage daughter called Kiara. By now, Phil is regularly raping Kiara, ignoring the fact that she has her own boyfriend: Jake. Yesterday, Kiara and Jake were going to celebrate their six month anniversary together



I was hanging out with my friend Kayla. She was cool as a girl can get. We talked lot about sex, but we never messed around. We both had our F.W.B. We talk about fucking all the time but we never fucked or really brought that up
It was 11:00 PM and Kay was just getting home from work or what ever she was doing. As she walked through the bed room to our bath room I caught a faint sent of sperm
Since I have been getting low reviews ealier, I changed the subject for sometime to just change my taste. Well here it goes: Story of Martha and her two children. “Wake up Matt don't you have to go to school? See Bill is already awake.” She shouted
Three days later, I was still walking a little funny. I could almost feel Thor's knot in my ass when I would clench my muscles. My balls ached and were many different shades of black, blue, purple, and green. I even had to call out of work for a couple of nights
The day started out just like any other weekday - I woke up at 6.30, rolled over and fumbled for my phone to turn off the alarm. Emma, my wife, was away at another business conference. She was in Berlin and gone since Monday, not due back until Friday
My wife Ruth wanted to try anal sex in preparation for a swinger’s party. She excels. The morning after the swinger party Ruth reveals she is sore. No wonder as I found out my spotting of her with three guys was only the first time



After our last session with Jan at Steve’s place, she was hooked and wanted more, so we worked out when the timing was right and got things set up, it would be a long 3 week wait, but worth it
James and I had met through a craigslist ad i had posted a few weeks before but we never actually hooked up.We emailed back and fourth for about a week before I finally decided I was ready to meet.My heart raced and my hands shook as i typed the message that would change everything


A reminder that this is a Non-Consent/Reluctance story. If you don't want to read about sex where someone is put into that position, then stop now and move on



THE SUMMER JOB I'LL NEVER FORGET - PART 6 Alisha and I arrived back at the farm late in the afternoon. It appeared that Lori was not at home as her truck was nowhere in sight. We carried Alisha’s treasurers into the house and unpacked