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Futa Naked In School – Futa Changes the Program Chapter Three: Birdie's Naughty Coeds By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 President Birdie McTaggart, Tuesday Shock rippled through me to see Florinda Matos
NOTE: This is a love story. Nice Rack Well it is deer hunting season again here in New York State. The variety that we have are called White Tail Deer because as they are running away they lift their tail and it is a brilliant white underneath
This story was not written by me it was written by Carnage Jackson Journal of an Agent: Chapter 2 – Katie Holmes "Dean, call on line 3," buzzed in Julie. Her call had awoken me from my day dreaming. "Take a message. I’m…busy," I replied. "That’s bullshit and you know it



It might seem like I was kind of naive, but I had no idea what the mile high club was. Mary and Bud winked at each other and began to tease me. The pilot turned off the fasten seat belt sign and said we were free to move about the cabin
SAMANTHA SILVERTON AND THE PIZZA DELIVERY BOY WRITTEN BY LEROY MORROW FICTION Samantha, a gorgeous, attractive blond hair blue eye girl in her thirties was sitting at home in her hometown of Westbridge, Connecticut one summer evening watching television



“Please … PLEASE … no more! I can’t … can’t TAKE … anymore! You’re HURTING me!” Heather whimpered as the level of pain increased. He was groaning in her ear, thrusting into her faster and harder. She felt as if he were tearing her open. Harder. Faster. Deeper. Over and over
BONE OF CONTENTION It was a good thing that I did not learn Melissa's last name until after I had talked to her for a while, and indeed after I had asked her for a date. I would have been too nervous



The Rogue's Harem Book One: Rogue's Sultry Harem Part Thirteen: The Fairy's Pet By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to B0b and WRC 264 for beta reading this
pression, we had just shown each other and talking about how much we had both dreamed about this in the past, she looked over at me and asked me, “do you want to continue?” This time there was no hesitation in my response, “yes, I would like to experience anything you would like to share with me”
I wrote this story as a very basic and plain kind of story that would allow me to practice my writing without relying on fetishes or kinkiness to make it good. Please feel free to provide any constructive criticism you might have



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
er wonder what it would be like to meet someone online that is real? How many times have we all thought that we found that woman or man who would meet and fill your needs? A meeting would be set up and they would not show – they would require / ask you to go to another site in order to hook up



iss Marilynn Molests the Maid By mypenname3000 “Miss Marilynn! Missy Marilynn,” a panicked, feminine voice called, reaching into the confused thoughts of Marilynn Gully, the young philosophy teacher at The Kensington Boarding School, an all-girls school in the English countryside
It was raining so hard and so Asia decided to just order food instead of going to buy something. She had been in the house ALL day though and was just flat out bored. No one had called her, texted her, or came to see her
Denny’s Breakfast Treat First let me say I’m just your average 50 year old guy. No Adonis or jock looking dude. I work 50-60 hours a week running a warehouse operation for a large corporation in Austin, Tx