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Just a quick note from me before I start my story: My husband is the complete opposite of how I depict him here. I have however, read of men who would like to do this sort of thing. Gosh! I wonder at what might have happened if I'd married a man like that

The Knight and the Acolyte Book Two: Magic's Clash Chapter Two: The Elf's Choice By mypenname3000 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this

Richard smiled looking down at his beautiful young wife, Emily. After a hell of six months putting up with his bridezilla, they’d arrange to keep them both happy during the wedding plans. He would get to decide two things about their wedding, just two, and Emily would decide the rest

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Twenty-Five – The Second Task Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author

Late Evening Jog Part I (Revised) Officer Lori Hunt had just gotten off working a long shift in a small mid-west town where few things of note ever happens and everyone knows your name or at least your face. It was a hot June evening just after dusk

Betty’s Plight ©This is fiction; any resemblance to real people or places is coincidental. **************************************************************************** Betty jogged and walked the same paths every day

It was my second year in college when I first spent a summer with Jamie. He was always a dependable friend, especially when it came to carting me home after long, eventful parties. But that first summer, something happened that will ever escape my memory

The following is based on a real session I had a few years ago. I was already quite experienced, and prior to this session I had been having regular meetings with a dominant couple, all of us into rubber bondage, but those meetings had just ended due to their moving

The low slung sports car pulled up outside the modern apartment block. Nadia hadn’t cum during the short journey, although she acquiesced to her master’s demand for her to put her feet up on the dashboard, her legs obscenely splayed by the bar pushing her thighs apart

I savored the taste Mistress Natasha's cum in my mouth all the way home. My wife was asleep when I got home and I crawled into bed beside her without bathing or rinsing my mouth

î€ î€Ž It was late and I was tired. Spending the day stacking bales of hay and mowing lawns tends to tire a girl, but that’s me I’m a ranch girl. I do labor and my parents pay me money under the table

Amy-Sue: Who me? By Boez Chapter One It was one of those days where the temperature and humidity together passed 200. The kind of day you would expect in an equatorial rain forest. The kind of day that gave a new meaning to sweat

i was as shocked as the boys were . i couldn't figure out what they were mad at me for . i had seduced 2 young black studs, with the tightest bodies and biggest black cocks i have ever seen and made them mine. these boys would produce tons of sperm to sell over the internet

AUTHOR'S UPDATE: The next chapter will be the epilogue of this series

Deep passion flows through my blood as i take control over my dear Mizuhashi once again. His moans of pleasure sound like a soft melody in a song. I lay on my back as he devours me completely. Sucking and slurping into my soft tunnel. So hot

CHAPTER 2 100% DARK FANTASY Billy said that when he first woke up he was on the table. Everyday the man would milk his cock for something. He would get upset that nothing would come out and say something like I was to young

If wasn't more than 2 months before she went to Kevin’s that Mary had even considered something of this nature

I’ve written two previous stories about my wife’s new found urges. Here is another account of her reawakening

Please read part 1 and 2 first. Part 4 will follow After several months of enduring countless, rapes and tortures, for the viewing of the paying visitors of jennifer and mark, rachael had given up her faith in escaping her personal hell

Quiet, and darkness. Those are the only things I can sense right now.Kneeling by my bed, hands bound behind my back, blindfold over my eyes.Haven't heard much of a sound since you put me like this and told me to wait, quietly