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I knew meeting strangers from the Internet could be dangerous, but you never think something will happen to you I suppose I was arrogant, or naive, or too horny and excited to think things through. I should never have met him in a strange town, in a remote crappy little hotel

May was still riding the high from the fucking she had just received from the horse. Her tongue was still searching every nook and cranny of her mouth searching for another taste of that delicious horse cum

Well, like I have written before, my ex was an LT and would be if I had not fucked his commander and his Commanders wife and had his baby for them. Before that I had begun really enjoying fucking others on he base we were at

As I sit here thinking how write this, I have a rather large orange sitting comfortably inside my colon. I usually push it halfway out then pull it back in. It will usually suck in really quick snapping my anal ring shut

Oh c'mon. Secrets can be fun. Well, the right kind of secrets. And that's the point. From our counseling, we knew the difference. Jim had his too. Read his stories #14 & 15 where he explains "secrets" so well. How he kept all that from me is a mystery

when i was 15 i had pretty much everything going for me. a great boy friend and an amazing body. i was 5.7", slim but athletic build, 40DDD breasts, a great ass, and long black flowing hair. as you can imagine i was pretty popular with the boys. but i didn't like boys. i wanted a man

The Devil's Pact, The Ghost of Paris edited by Master Ken Copyright 2014 Chapter Seven: The Goddess in the Tutu Note: Thanks to b0b for also taking a look at this and finding some mistakes

I told her, that i have a new adventure for her. She was excited and wanted to know what it is. I told her, that shes gona work as a prostitute for tonight. She was shocked and speechless. I could hear her heart beat. But i knew she would be kicked by that idea

"Come on boys let's take our seats and settle down," Jenna said to her class of twenty two boys, "we've got a lot of things to cover this afternoon, so let's get cracking

Dominating My Older Sister (An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter Four: Sister-Slave's Domination By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Carmelita Campo The vibrator died in my pussy

Shoe Salesman Chapter 3 Jim drove home with a really big hard on and he wanted in the worst way to go over to Peg’s house and get it taken care of but knew that was out. He sure would have liked to gone swimming with Michelle, but he really wanted to do more

— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. All characters are above the legal age of consent. — He awoke to find Rose still asleep at his side. He smiled as he ran his hand across her bare ass, giving it a firm squeeze

Sunbathing in the Park It was a typical English Summer – you had to make the most of the sunshine as you never knew when it would bother to come back

We arrived at our apartment in Crete at about 4 in the afternoon, hot and sweaty and tired from a 5 hour flight from the UK

My name's Simon. I have short red hair, green eyes, pale skin, an athletic but slim build, and when I was 25, I did something that I never thought I would do in my life

Driving home, Lisa was ecstatic. She’d just had the kinkiest, most satisfying sexual experience of her life, and she couldn’t wait to tell Kim about it. Unfortunately she’d promised Mr. Evans she’d keep it a secret

Ok, this is my first story, so I hope it proves worthy of being here. Everything following is completely true. Names given are not their real names. As a junior in college, I was heavy into my studies

About noon, I called James. I was still reeling from the night before. Hello James?, I asked. Yes, he answered. This is Dottie, can you talk freely?, I asked him. Sure! he shot back quickly. I wanted to tell you that all the guys cant wait for another session with you, he told me

SISTAH TO SISTAH Connie had left my house at about three o’clock and it took all of my strength to climb up into my bed for what I thought would be a quick nap. Around six thirty, I was suddenly awakened by my mother’s voice

I wondered how it had come to this as I sat on the edge of my bed looking at her. She might be wondering the same thing though her sleepy eyes gave nothing away. She is my young neighbor who takes advantage of my good nature by asking for favors and then ignoring me