Exhibitionism - Page 98
This is part 6 of my Journal. I started writing it when I made a bold decision to change my life. I left my dull existence in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a man in the East Midlands of England. It is a decision that I will never regret



Seize the Day part 3 Here I am driving a couple cities over to meet up with you my friend for the weekend. You texted Thursday afternoon to tell me to drive down Friday night, we have a long weekend planned. I have mixed feelings about all of this



Chapter 07 - - A warning to readers. - - This story features the themes of sexual slavery, bestiality, among with others that are not always liked by many individuals



MONDAY I don’t know if you remember Pamela, she is taller than most with a very sexy persona and a very good figure. She always dresses in black and today she had very tight slacks with a low cut top and I could see very sexy thin black bra straps
I’ve always had an insatiable love for sex. I am lucky enough to have a partner who is the same. I guess you can describe our sex as porn sex. You know you start off nice and then before you know it you’re fucking like animals. I love it deep and hard so that’s what I get
Futa's Wild Passion Chapter Four: Futa's Incestuous Dream By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this! I was eager for my little sister's plan to find out if our older, twin sisters did more than “study” all the time in their bedroom



Barbie Lez used to be a famous journalist and world-renowned trend chaser. Now she is the world’s most talked about celebrity and the year’s highest-earning author. And the year isn’t even over



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
Hi - As the bio says, my first name is Cathy. Let's skip my last name. Like the character in this story, I'm in my twenties. That's probably the only thing she and I have in common



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
I'm the youngest of seven so there is an obvious age gap between myself and my oldest brother. I had temporarily moved back in with my parents because I was changing apartments and the lease dates didn't overlap



I watch the nubile girls kick the soccer ball on the field from the comfort of my folding chair. Smiling at my daughter Rebecca, her light brown hair bouncing as she runs. She was probably among the top three players on the team



Author's note to readers. Nothing about this story is meant to portray any of the characters as under eighteen years of age. Also this story features themes of rape, slavery, and incest. It is intended as fantasy and nothing else
Getting Married tomorrow. Chapter 2 Joy slugged down her drink and asked if would get her another. “Sure.” I replied, “But start going easy on the booze. I have been making these quite strong and mellow is OK but getting sloshed is going to ruin your night
On Sunday morning, when I woke up, I realised that Tina was no longer in my bed. A moment later I recognised the smell of cooking bacon so after a quick visit to the loo for a pee, I wandered into my kitchen. There was Tina, still naked, cooking a delicious smelling breakfast