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I had a younger sister. She was just a pesky, spoiled brat sister, until…. I noticed she was getting tits and a nice ass. She liked to come in my room and be a pest. Now she wanted to talk about sex. She confided in me that she had not had sex yet, and was disappointed



Two Girls and a Birthday *************WARNING****************** This story depicts sex between a father and his daughter and his niece. If this subject matter offends you then turn away now


Tell Mommy What You Want (Fm, exhibitionist, Male Dominance, incest) Summary - This is the story of hot mother and her horny young son. He discovers his mother is an insatiable, submissive slut. What would you do? Note - This is a work of fiction, make-believe and fantasy
They finally arrived. A long flight and a long bus ride but they finally checked in at the resort. 1:00 in the afternoon they wasted no time getting in bathing suits and heading directly to the pool. They found two loungers pretty much in the middle of the vast resort pool
Emily’s Second Solo Holiday by Vanessa Evans Part 06 We arrived at the nightclub around 10:30 and 2 naked girls and one with just a pointless wrap on, escorted by 2 large men had no problem getting in. I was surprised to see how many people there were there
Georgia by Vanessa Evans Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous parts. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. Part 21 It was later morning when Zoe and Kate woke me up as they boarded daddy’s boat



Charlie and Daniel turned back to normal, and tried to wake Harry up. “Give him some time,” Antonella said, the van driving away quickly. “He’s had quite the shock. We’ll need him conscious though for the journey.” “What journey?” Daniel asked


She Only Wore a Shirt to the Funeral By Ken Haramiru Check my blog at to find both my free and commercial erotica



The next few days were fairly regular days compared to the last couple weeks of my life. I was able to have Sue over the next night, and I met with Ashley again the day after that to do similar play to what we had done before



To put things into perspective, I’ll start off by introducing myself and the various characters involved in this segment of my life. My name is Ethan Parker and I am 17 years old. I am currently a junior attending high school in a northern US state



ABBEY & THE CEO CHAPTER 11: THE VIDEO “Ms. Thomas?” I was stopped at the gate into the club community where the Cornell’s lived. “Yes, sir.” He smiled. “I’m not sir … just Al.” Al was probably in his early 60’s being a security guard for a bunch of rich people



Editing Reality Book One: Naughty Fantasies Created Chapter Eight: Reliving Changed Memories By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to WRC 264 for beta reading this. Linda Davies “What are you reading?” Marissa asked, hugging me from behind



Chapter Two: Riverwood “Uncle Alvor, hello!” Hadvar said as he walked up to the small smithy by the riverbed. They had walked into town just as the sun was setting and Carthalo was looking forward to a good nights rest, a dragon attack and a brutal rape was enough for one day



"You are fired." The business woman had announced the end of that man's career as a matter of fact, in the driest of tones, and with the same schadenfreude as for the preceding hundreds



Drops of sweats flew in the air as the knight in armour barely avoided the thrusted spear. The spar had lasted more than the average combat duration, and it showed as the two opponents caught their breath, both exhausted