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"Could you please wear a bra when my dads around?" Tara asked. The question wasn't directed at me, of course. I'm the conservative one. The innocent one. No, the question was directed at Claire. "Why?" the blonde girl asked. We all know she knew why
Son takes over from dad Hi my names Phil this is how my son took over my duties in the marital home. First some back ground I’m an accountant with my own firm; I’m 49, 6ft 1” with salt and pepper hair



Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Twelve – The Feast Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author
"Hey dante your lookin sexy today." I hear that slut racheal say from across the room. "Uh, thanks lasse." Dante replies
Young Stephanie from along the road called out to me, "me and my mum want to talk to you." With a very serious look on her face. I had known this young lady most of her life growing up as one of my neighbours. When she was very young she stood out from the other kids
This is my first story so please forgive me. Hello my name is Jake I am a six foot 9 inches tall and I am 26. I have a very fit life style, I have my own company fixing cars and big rigs and I am doing very well
Seducing Silvio - s.k.s. I looked around and laughed as Silvio yelled to me to check out his new trailer complete with clothesline, barrel hottub, and outhouse, it was a riot
It was morning and time to get up. I wasn’t quite ready to get up, so I hit the snooze button on my alarm clock and just laid there thinking about the day ahead. I had finals to take at the small community college where I attended classes for writing computer software programs



Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Thirty-Eight – Ginny Goes Black Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author
Mr. Ayden was a 34 year old teacher at Hilston High school. Some of the girls there thought he was really sexy, and usually by the end of the period they had wet panties and sultry fantasies about him. There were about a handful of girls who showed how much they fantasied about him
Brenna’s first conscious thought was of the pain in her head. Immediately, her brain changed directions and went back to sleep, hoping that relief would be found there. She was spared for a few minutes, before the sunlight came in her bedroom window and hit her square on the face


I can’t wait to get back to the condo. School has finally let out and summer is just starting, which means I have about a week of freedom before my job starts. One week at my condo alone is all I need to get ready for the summer



My boyfriend hand I have a little game we play every Sunday morning. Well, we did until the very unfortunate situation a few weeks ago. My boyfriend Tom’s parents are very religious and deeply involved with the church
Laura was 18, she went to college three days a week to study History. Her class was small with just three girls and six boys, James was 18 and had just completed his driving test



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