Fantasy - Page 387
Miranda hissed at her Daddy from the upstairs foyer. "Hurry Daddy! I'm a dirty, dirty girl!" Jim looked up at his daughter Miranda
Who Me a Wizard IX Fang was very up set he kept reaching his hand or paw to feel of what was no longer there. He was silently screaming “My nuts … he cut off my Nuts..” Fang decided he would get revenge he decided he was no longer the Familiar of the Green.
First some backstory, I'm James, I was 14 at the time, oldest in my year. I was 5 foot 7, I had my group of friends, but wasn't a popular kid. I had been bisexual for 2 years but only recently admitted it to myself, and no-one else knew



"Oh, Dad I want you to to fuck me," she blurted. "Please fuck me like you did yesterday I want you to!" Her father chuckled, shaking his head, "Noooo, Janie not yet, honey. I want you to learn how to suck cock first. Believe me, baby, I know from experience
Shelly is a hot 32 year old woman, returning to her place after dinner, she asked if I wanted to spend the night. I woke up at 2 AM with a throbbing pain between my legs
A MOON LIT NIGHT The fact that a cool breeze was blowing through his bed room didn’t do much to encourage Shad to sleep. It just was not a night for sleeping, so he got out of bed, pulled on his Joggins, a sleeveless shirt and sandals
I jerked awake for a moment feeling lost, and then the memories of the last week flooded my mind. The council leader's son had managed to find us. Though I had severely injured him, he was still after Naci and me with even more of a vengeance
Have you ever had one of those days where when you think back on it years later, you think to yourself, “There is no way that happened to me.” I am pretty sure that today is one of those days. I just had what could very well be one of the best days of my entire life
Subject: My Fantasy Chapter one This story as you will find out is all wishful thinking. But wouldn't it be fun to have the ability. When I was fifteen I experienced a life changing happening. I was on my paper route about 6:30 one morning when I came upon a single car wreck
Tracy feels my lips sweep the side of her cheek, as my chest presses against hers. My hand holds around her neck, touching lightly and firmly, feeling her hair graze the outside of my fingers


A Ghostly Haunting Chapter Eleven by Simon Fear At 8:30 AM, Mr. Reihnholt was in the kitchen eating breakfast, when he heard the front doorbell ring. When he answered it, he was surprised to see Sgt. Lomack and another uniformed Police Officer standing there



School was so boring. I made decent grades and all, but I never really tried that hard. I just daydreamed all the time. I promise I think I was daydreaming for 85 to 90 percent of the day. Being young there was no limit to where my brain would go
The Look My name is Stanley Vernon and I'm 32 years old. I'm a white guy, 6'2" and about 185 pounds. I still don't understand how it started or why. I've always been a guy that people can talk to. I've always enjoyed meeting and talking to people



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
Dylan’s Bedroom Mirror Chapter 1 I am Brian, most of you don’t know me, but I am sure that is not the case with my wife, Dylan Dreyer