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It was Tuesday night I had just gotten off work and was ready to go home. "Holly" my boss, Mark called out from the sci-fi section of the book store. "Yes Mark?" I walked over to him. "Here's your check. You don't need to come in tomorrow." He said as he handed me the envelope
Carol’s Limits Friday Night I followed Reggie to the door for a goodbye kiss. He had spent the night, and we had had a good time. I felt the relaxation that comes from sexual release and wanted him to know that I felt good. He turned just before the door and kissed me gently
"We have to talk!" Words spoken by Jenna's mom as I walked into our bedroom. Fear erupted in me with a mixture of confusion, mother and daughter had previously had a conversation. Jenna had smiled at me as we past each other on the stairs so I was caught off guard by my wife request
Hey this is my first story ever, so please leave helpful criticism and leave the negative comments in your head. If you like it, let me know I have a lot of ideas. "Another day in this miserable hell hole." I said to myself. This is my life



She was angry. Her husband had promised her a special night for her. She purchased a sexy dress and was going to surprise him with a night in a hotel he would never forget. She went to the spa, was bald from neck down and even made sure she was clean if he wanted to fuck her ass



Blank street featured only 4 cottage like homes & was a dead end street often called Motherfucker Lane, there was a reason the residents called it that



The Futa's Mind-Controlling Panties Chapter Two: Futa's Mind-Controlled Family Fun By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Mildred Dean I stared at the woman who entered the Quick household like she belonged
When I got home from Hawaii, I sat down and confided in my uncle. I told him about my little problem, and by that I mean my tiny dick
This is a story that happened almost 5 years ago. I am Jim, 45, divorced now for 9 years, and loving the single life. I am 5’ 10, 175, with brown hair and eyes, served in the Navy for 8 years. I am in good shape and hit the gym a couple times a week
I never put much thought into sex. The idea was of course, always there, and I considered it frequently. But I simply dismissed those naughty fantasies as my teen-aged hormones run wild. That all changed though. It wasn’t just my hormones who wanted it now
I received a text from Hitomi a few days later. HITOMI: How's it going? ME: I'm good. How are you? HITOMI: Bored. How were your classes? ME: They were fine. I'm trying to figure out this biology stuff. It's the first class and I already suck
Diana By Gail Holmes “I assume before very much longer you’ll have to have some of this off young lady; or you’ll be sitting on it, then where will be



Chapter 1 Goddamn it’s too hot, even for July! I thought to myself, wiping sweat out of my eyes as I pushed the mower around the backyard
"You know what to do?" Mom glared at the small, blond woman. She glanced at Aunt Karen, who sighed and, gravely, nodded, once. The blond was named Stacy. I had never seen her before but, apparently, she used to work for my mother



NOTE: Remember this is a work of fiction. Rape is not one of my favorite subjects but this story just went that way. I am treating it in a mild way with more dignity than it really deserves