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Vicky & Marks night out It was a dark night and I was on the train to see a girl called Vicky who I met online. She was the kind of girl you fantasise over every night and dream of when you’re at a meeting or tired



"alohamora" Draco whispered, the latch on the cabinet coming open, the glass panel door swinging open. Reaching in he pulled out a time turner, wrapping the long golden chain about his hand he quickly stashes it in his pocket and exits McGonagalls office before he's seen
Linda has babysat my brothers and me during the morning and afternoon for years. She comes over to my house on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays. She is about 5’5”, slightly over 100 pounds, and is hot as fuck



Sarah and Dave were in a rush as they had to be at the airport in less than an hour to catch their flight. "Where is that babysitter?" Dave yelled as someone knocked at the door. Sarah pulled the door open. "Thank God you’re here Alyssa



Amy had been working for Jake McKnight for two years, a golden opportunity for her. McKnight was the CEO of a Fortune 500 company and she was his Executive Assistant. Amy took care of the high-end, business-related aspects of Jake's life
Amber in Need My story is all about myself and my hot and sexy neighbour Amber.But first of all let me share some info. about myself.I am married and have a very demanding job in the IT sector.I have not had a proper weekend for myself in a very long time



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
TEASE ME NO MORE #2 I awoke at about 8:30am to the sound of the bathroom door closing.Sitting up on the couch I wondered who it was.Maggie or Tina.I got up and looked down the hall to see Tina still sleeping in her bed



I was sitting at a coffee shop reading the news paper. A little brunette girl about 5ft 2 inches walked up to me to give me my coffee. Her name tag read Janessa, she was beautiful green emerald eyes, nicely tanned long brown curly hair that went down her back


Branded and used (blue collars) Blue collars were given special lessons in the camps. Lessons to fight her master to be. Blue collars needed a lot of mental strength
As Jonathan walked into the meeting hall he looked into the eyes of the Mage council, wise men he'd known for centuries. Ha! He thought a bunch of ridiculous fools! This was a complete waste of time plus the fact that the two most powerful keeps were under attack right now
Wrath of Nexus Part One: The Awakening By Alecgos This is an original idea, with no characters or plots from another series, created by Alecgos. If you see this on another site, note the posting date and the date of this posting: November 25, 2013, to XNXX



After Kirsty's party on Saturday, which had ended with a mess of glorious girl-on-girl fucking between me and her, I had gone home, and woken in the mid-afternoon, where realizing my younger brother was watching had added an extra fillip to my wake-up wank



“Who are you?” I don’t know why I asked. I knew perfectly well who he was. Ian Somerhalder. The hottest guy on campus. Every girl was after him, including my best friend. What I should have asked was “why are you here”; at least I wouldn’t have sounded like some uneducated freak then



As morning light glinted through the window of Jasons room he awoke with a start. In a panic he sat up searching bleary eyed for his alarm clock. “Shit” he though, “Why didn’t it go off, what time is?” Then it dawned on him, it was Saturday