Fiction - Page 82
This is work of fan fiction, all characters and locations are the property of their respective owners. I own the story line. Chapter 2- What's Good for the Goose Ron wasted no time in complying with his wife's request
Wednesday, August 24, 2005 My hopes that Reverend Neal wouldn't cause any more trouble were dashed as Mom pulled into the school parking lot to find the Reverend leading a protest, accompanied by three or four TV news cameras
Deep Desire My wife and I married very young at nineteen
CHAPTER THREE Our secret lasted less than 24 hours. Dad had begged me to tell absolutely no one, of course, and to act as if nothing unusual had happened between us. I promised. But Megan and I kept nothing from each other
Passed Out in the Woods Chapter Four Again I was waiting impatiently for Saturday. I was going to ask her why only one night a week the first thing. OK, maybe after we had sex
Sex was never boring with Kiki, but I did come across this interesting website, mojoupgrade.com. It asked both of us a bunch of questions about sex we'd like to do. If either of us says no, then it drops that idea. If both of you show interest, it tells you about that
“Room for three please” the voice said. I was sitting at the computer looking at a blue screen with Fatal Error written on it and hatching a plan to assassinate Bill Gates when I heard her voice
Georgia goes to University by Vanessa Evans Intro, Georgia is a 19 year old skinny little girl, only 150 cm tall with little AA cup breasts and light brown hair



Hey, there. Part 3 - “Mouthed” This is a fictional dark fantasy story that will contain romance and some vanilla parts to it, but mainly consists of blackmail, rape, and violence. I don't condone or partake in any of the actions portrayed here



Foreword: Okay, this is my first ever erotic story. Go easy on me. I hope you all enjoy it ;) Walking home from work one night, Kaylee Stone adjusted her form-fitting black skirt, sighing. She walked briskly, wanting to get home quickly


07-19-2014 The Boss Lady: Part I “Jack I need to see you in my office as soon as you get a chance.” Anita said with a hint of anger in her voice. Jack rolled his eyes as he wandered what she wanted from him now
Caitlyn wasn't anything like I'd expected. After years of threatening to retire on me, Alfie finally did. To make matters worse, he and his wife moved to Florida. I desperately needed someone to work alongside me in my woodshop
Cummings, Alabama, Summer of 2011 I always wondered why



a far more direct route - in bed with her parents! ** But have you ever even thought about doing anything improper as far as Shelley is concerned Greg?" She was staring at her husband as one might a laboratory specimen
Early one evening I drove over to my friends house to return a couple of DVDs I'd borrowed. He lived in a well sized house with three of his friends who all played in a band