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We were horny and caressing each other and talking dirty in bedroom. I asked Priti that what u liked most in sex. She blushed a little bit but went ahead and told me about her fantasy of being fucked by two men at the same time

By Cylis Derrens Model Fantasies Series A Model Job You have gotten a job as a bathing suit model, and I have told you that we are going to have a little party and to wear your bathing suit from the shoot that day

The sounds coming from down the hall didn’t distract young Dakota as she played video games. She was just about to get to the next level and nothing was going to stop the determined fourteen-year-old, not even the rhythmic thumping and her mother’s cries of joy

E.G. Saunders took the thriller genre, blindfolded it, bent it over, and f*cked it hard. It's the same feeling his main character got when he was enticed—or was it threatened?—by a dominant, seemingly crazed beauty, into a story that will have you clutching your privates

She was beautiful in every respect and at just 24 years old she had still not yet reached her prime. Tall and slender she walked with grace and ease as she extended her long slim legs before her with a confidence of a woman who knows how desirable she is just at the very sight of her

PREFACE Lord George Herbert is universally acknowledged to be the handsomest man in the English nobility. His form is tall and muscular, but of a perfect symmetry. His features are handsome but manly and of a ruddy bronze colour acquired at sea

She jumps a little as the engine roars back to life, the car carefully maneuvering around her as she starts to weep, her worst fears coming true

“god damn it, where is he” I say as I finish putting my makeup on. It had been six months since we started dating, and he said he was going to take me out somewhere nice for dinner

Adventures in Surat of a Young man with his neighbours and other females-1 The story is by one of my friend Montu Kumar starts around the year-2011-12, around 7-8 years back from the present time. He become friend with me during a fashion show in Delhi.

This story is mostly true, although, I admit that I have played it up some. Surprisingly, not by much. Names and places changed, of course, but I hope you all enjoy

Being raised in a strict Mexican Catholic family, I was raised with a lack of most of the basic sexual facts, and remember being shielded from a lot of ‘impure’ things as a youngster

This is a companion story to my earlier "Joan's Week as a Motel Slut". It is not a continuing story line and may be read independently. However, if you enjoy one you may enjoy the other.. Reader comments, opinions and feedback are welcome

I hate where I work. In fact to say I “hate” it is an understatement. When I think about all the jobs I could be in, I get sad and angry at my present situation. I work in a dusty warehouse called Knappers, where I pick orders for local shops, day in, day out, 2pm until 10pm

My world fell away from my feet. I stumbled back onto the sofa and stared at Emma's message. Last night in a drunken haze of lust I thought I was fucking Becky. I thought I was doing something that she had given me permission to do. I thought it was her body I was touching

Chapter 1 I guess this all starts with my aunt who is a professor of archeology at a university in California

How I ended up there I don’t know. I was the new guy in the office and on my first trip. A few of the senior guys had dragged me to a few bars that they knew and we had all had a good time

10:14 am Thursday Mark felt like he was playing the main part in the movie GATACA as he sat in front of the mirror trying to remove every last piece of hair from his body save for his head

RING-WORLD Anubis Reborn As to ‘the Great Council which is at the judging of the dead’: they are Thoth, Osiris, Anubis, and Isdes. -Egyptian Book of the Dead Squeezing the ice-blue gel onto his fingertips, Brian looked into the mirror as he spread the gel between his hands

Have Hands—Will TravelFirst Sex-- #3 After my parents left for work Le'Lu and I sat on the porch swing with cold lemonade she had fixed. As we swung in the warm breeze, she began talking about our afternoons together

Steph practically tripped out the door, not even getting time to change out of her school uniform. She had spent too much time studying, and almost forgot about her date