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The Academic and the Nymphomaniac Chapter Two. REPOST REWRIGHT (Author’s Note.) Due to a request for details, and the fact that if I do not build a little bit of a back story, this will turn into a very bad stroke story it is necessary



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



I might be the luckiest man on the planet. I was born an only child to a family of great wealth, I have all the things money can buy, and the most beautiful wife in the world who I love, worship and adore with all my heart and soul



The Chauffeur (#12) ….LA By: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2018 CHAPTER 1 The flight back to LA was uneventful. We flew to Reno dropping off Roger Johnson, to coordinate things between the Pinetree and local law enforcement. From there, we flew back to LA
I stayed a little longer at the office to have access to the Internet at the computer, without anyone else there. After having checked for mails to me I went to one of the chat-rooms, a local one, and I went into the group that wanted to find a sexual partner



Prologue Getting old is never fun, especially when you’re a woman. Men get more distinguished. Women just get old. At least most women do. I am one of the lucky few that fall into the MILF category. When I first heard the term I was outraged. Now I relish being referred to as such



25 6'6, Black Mover friend of Ben's, 14” cock with 4 ½ ” width Abdul, 23 6'3, Black Mover friend of Ben's, 12” cock with 4 ½” width Ben and Becky are heading down to Tuscaloosa while Tiffani and Janet prepare to take Renee to get surgery to repair her injuries suffered while held in captivity



"Cookie or nookie," Abby giggled. She laid a chocolate-covered Girl Scout cookie on her blond pussy mound. "It's a simple choice, Tyler." She tried for a serious face, before dissolving into a giggle fit. The teenage boy broke up, laughing hysterically



"Jack get out of the hallway!" My buddy's voice boomed through my headphones a second too late. The next thing I knew my avatar was face down, bullet wounds spraying blood from my face onto the digital carpeting



By The Rocket's Red Glare Copyright 2013 by EFon **************** Short: At my large family gathering for the 4th of July I finally lose my virginity to one of my slightly distant relatives during the fireworks display



Her Very First Master Kelly was a complicated girl. On the outside she was a nice, kind, smart and intelligent girl. She was a good college student who followed the rules. Yet on the inside was a rebel, someone who wanted to be bound, tamed, whipped, and pleasured
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MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY PART – 31 FRIDAY FUN FUCK In the last week of March, I and my husband have decided to play our favorite game of fuck in the darkness of the room without seeing each other
He was lying on the cold slab in the middle of the room. He was alone. I walked slowly over to him, thankful that the mortician had allowed me to see him this late at night. I gently pulled the sheet off him and stood back, admiring his body. He was beautiful, even in death



The year after the hanging involving a drug dealer, a murderer and a prostitute; in 2040, the eight accused young women and girls enter the dock and sit down, throwing nervous glances at the five judges looking down at them