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ory was the afternoon my lovely little wife asked me if I wanted to take part in a threesome with her best friend! She’d met, and befriended, a single-parent at the school our daughters attended, when they started Kindergarten the year before, and she wanted the pair of us to take the friend to bed

My name is Karen. I am mixed white and hispanic, from a small community close to San Antonio, Texas. I will be writing real stories regarding my life. How I became what I am now

Chapter 1. The Opportunity and Setup. My wife and I decided to get out of the fast lane of the high tech world. We had an opportunity to take jobs that were offered to us by a friend who knew we were a little burned out

Die or live to do a porno As I have learned it is important to inform you that this story is very graphic and some of the scenes depicted are offensive

Over the next few months, my rate of copulation did not diminish. My eighteenth birthday came… and came, and came, because it was another slumber party at mine, to which several of my sexiest friends were invited, and it descended into a massive lesbian orgy

During my youth, around my 19th Birthday I decided that I’d go to visit Slovenia for the 3rd time with my family, we were born there and immigrated to the U.S

Monica Lewis awoke early, feeling very refreshed. After John had left last night, she had made Bill continue eating her pussy for the next hour. Afterwards, she'd felt incredible and Bill had looked ecstatic, his face soaked in her juices

When I came too after my first multi fuck I was still in the dark room Mr. Miller had brought me to in the dance club. I was naked and covered in cum. I heard soft moaning and looked around. Mr

The Preacher's Duaghter Part 2 “Emi.” Mother said shaking my shoulder and I came out of the daze I was in. “Come, let's get you clean for church.” Gently she helped me from the table and I saw the puddle of cum and blood on it and the floor. “Don't look at it

I walked through the living room. Girls in outfits that would make their daddies cringe lay on every surface. Teenage girls dressed as slutty maids, pigtailed schoolgirls and raver sluts stared wide eyed at me as I walked between them

I was 22 when I first met my wife to be, we were married a short time later. She was full of life, loved to play and wanted more than anything to get out of her large family. It was like she blossomed into this little play thing when we were out of her families sight

Uncle Dave had separated the girls into different bathrooms and had them shower so that they had squeaky clean bodies. They were asked to put their hair into pigtails and to wear only a robe when they came back out. He loved girls' hair long . .

The comments and ratings have been fantastic, so I am obligated to continue this series - please read the first two, if you have not already done so, and of course, please enjoy the third installment

(Note: I'm back. Looks like this will be a once a month sort of thing. Nothing really to say on this one though besides that this is still fiction and that I would still appreciate criticism with negative votes. Or just criticism in general since, you know, I'd like to improve

Sarah meets a madman When they let me go, they said that I was no longer a danger to myself or others. Five victims in five different states later may have convinced them to revise their opinion. The pictures of me that they show on TV were taken years ago when they first caught me

Chloe hung there suspended in darkness. Slut had no idea what was to become of her except Mistress Jai's personal slave. She couldn't see or speak thanks to the blindfold and gag. She was naked, but worst off she was left naked and horny as fuck. Her pussy was still dripping wet

Today was supposed to be her day off, her reprieve from working with demanding clients and incompetent coworkers. Instead she had spent the morning in the office as usual; phones ringing non-stop, pacifying angry clients, picking up the slack of her lazy coworkers

It was Stace's turn to be pleasured now. Jenna's red and white cherry scarf covered her eyes as she sat on the table behind her, not knowing what to expect. Jenna leaned in for a kiss as she grabbed Stace's breast over her white tee

Lizzie let out a sigh of relief as she reached the top step of her front porch. Just one more step, and she was home free, another hectic week melting into a nice, relaxing weekend

Sunday was nice, we didn’t do anything but eat and have sex. Well that and Daddy watched some football games. That night I slept in bed with Daddy again. That night after he fucked me, I told him “I love you” but all he said was “That’s nice” and rolled over and fell asleep. That hurt