Fantasy - Page 99
This all started when I was 7yrs old 70yrs ago I lived in the North East of England near Newcastle .I was evacuated out into the country away from the bombing raids to a place near Bishop Auckland onto a small farm a few cows 2 horses about a dozen pigs geese poultry ducks
His warm lips took me by surprise, it was short but it felt so good. my eyes were open the whole time. my first kiss, and from a guy. he pulled away and we both just stared at each other, until i saw rage in his eyes
(first story I've posted here or anywhere in a very long time. I hope you enjoy my little bit of erotica.) Sitting in the chair near the window I waited, slightly nervous but excited too
As Stacy began to awake she was a bit confused. Why was she naked and laying on the beach in full view for anyone to see? After a moment it all began to come back to her. The fake contest her brother had invented as a way to get her alone
My name is Rosana. and Every guy loves me, and every girl is a hater. I'm 5'3, hazel eyes, brunette. breasts and ass to die for. So sexy isn't it? well one friday night fingering my anus and thinking of hard cock, just the usual,I got a sudden text from a girlfriend



Tristen, My Daughter’s Friend (Chapter 2) Weeks had gone by since Jay had a little borderline fun with Tristen, his oldest daughter’s friend. She had spent the night with Anna and come downstairs to get some water when she discovered that Mr. Wells had been jerking off
Part 2: All characters are over 18. This story is pure fantasy but is loosely based on something an ex girlfriend told me happened to her. I will tell the story as if it was her telling me
Oops, It’s My Niece… Not My Sister-In-Law “ALRIGHT,” I said out loud as I drove up in front of Kate’s house and saw her clunker parked in the driveway, “Looks like I’ll get to knock off some pussy before I take a shower


this story has nothing to do with my user name, lol, so dont think like i am really a slut ^
If Rayner had known he would have to carry Axel so far, he would have begged the goblin Vix to stay with him to help. Needing a break, Rayner set Axel down next to a blighted tree. Despite leaving the zone of the miasma, the damage to the environment in proximity to it continued


Carla has just finished telling her story of lesbian sex with her friend on holiday, during a game of truth or dare. Carla has challenged Jane to tell the story of her sex tape with her ex partner Mick
When I die, I wish to comeback as one of her tears. What man would be so lucky as to have been conceived in her heart, born in her eyes, live on her cheeks, and die at her lips



It was feeling like the hottest night in March yet! The air was so muggy, it was like walking through Jello. My new housemaid, Sherry, was doing the dishes in the kitchen. "Sherry? Did you call the AC guy yet?" I shouted. "Yes Sir! I called him twice and left a message each time
The rain poured down soaking her clothes completely through. Kim had just arrived in Bisbee, Arizona, with hopes to start rebuilding her life in the quaint town. She pulled out her phone from her tight skinny jeans pocket and woke up the screen



Devil's Pact, The Ghost of Paris Interlude edited by Master Ken Copyright 2014 Chapter One: The Dance Instructor Tuesday, September 17th, 2013 – Whitney Spietz – Paris, Texas I stretched my back, working the kinks out as I carried the mop bucket back to the supply closet