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adopted part 5 Margaret stood at the kitchen counter the next morning, smiling as she prepared the tuna salad sandwich that her nephew would take to school
This is a fictional about a white wife cheating with a black man. If that type of story doesn't appeal to you, simply don't read it. There is some light incest here too. Introduction My sister, Trish, and I were enjoying a post-sex bath together



The Chauffeur (#27) Getting Back to Work By: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 As everyone was sated with Sammy and Bobby’s wonderful cooking, the chefs seemed to find their way to be around Melanie, Both of them were clearly flirting with her and she was loving every minute of it



Katy and Liz had been having sex with each other for a while



Camp Greenpines is still tucked away in the woods of Northern California, an hour outside of Sacramento. It’s part of a family of camps, owned by the Outdoor Adventures company, that are geared towards getting high schoolers out of cities and into new experiences
Seize the Day - Part 6 I wake in the morning feeling depressed and achy. My body feels used and abused. I remember the events of the last day and flinch. What came over me? I remember the herb tea and being really horny and open to suggestion and coercion
CHAPTER 5 A week passed, and after dinner, we were snuggled together in our loft when Mary said, “I want you to call Bob and Carol. I have been thinking about it, and I want to pose for a few photos. I figure if I have a couple of drinks, I will be willing”
So this is the story of one of my first sexual encounters. First, a little history; I was sixteen at the time, and my girlfriend Janet was fourteen. We had been dating for a little over three weeks. We were both virgins
First day of summer, nice warm day with just a hint of a breeze setting on my front porch drinking some nice cool lemon ice tea. Looking down the street to my right I start watching four young boys walking this way



It began a few months into my freshman year of high school. I was 14 and decently built. Actually that’s a lie. I had no upper body strength whatsoever, but I was on the cross country team, so I guess my legs were pretty strong



It was a 'no-kickers under my skirt', type of day. Most of the student chicks wore trousers, but not in my secretary class; we wore skirts and looked smarter. Shoes not trainers, we were smart and professional and considered ourselves a cliche above the others



*Warning: Contains graphic sexual violence. Doing anything to another without consent is not only wrong, it is evil. But as adults, we should realize that there is a difference between fantasy rape and real rape. Below is one of my fantasies
My friend Cristina and I were just sitting around watching porn. It's something we do for fun now and then. Believe it or not, it has never led to anything. A scene came on where a guy was put in a wig and satin nightgown and fucked by a beautiful blond dominatrix with a strap on



I had been in NYC for 2 weeks and had managed to escape the hands of 4 pimds so far (thank God for my period and my wits!) and was thinking of how to get away from my current one. The whole night i couldnt sleep
My Brother’s Smile By Tom Cup I was crying. Not because I had been beat up after school for the third time this semester but because Randy was yelling at me. I couldn’t stand the fact that my big brother was angry with me and so his ranting brought me to tears