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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

"A 28-year-old Queens woman was stabbed to death early yesterday morning outside her apartment Thirty-Eight who saw murder didn't call the police." -New York Times, March 14, 1964. *** “The problem with the Leona Ciarelli murder is that it never happened

Several times the following day I thought about calling Rachel. Each time, it was a struggle to keep myself from dialing her number. In the end, I knew that she would come to a decision in her own time and rushing her to make it would only serve to push her away

Waking up the next morning my heart stopped a little as I looked up at the ceiling and not recognizing where the hell I was. Now, because of my job this is a common thing

Maria was naked, on all fours, in the middle of the room. The 12 men sat around her in a circle, watching and waiting, some of them already stroking their cocks in anticipation

This is my first story so if you have any comments feel free to leave them, and let me know if you want to read anything else from me. Wrong place wrong time It’s the middle of March and I’m just sat in my usual alley behind a local McDonald’s

The Oklahoma sun was intenet on burning us out, I was thinking, as I drove up into the garage to unload my yard equipment. Mowing lawns for extra money is not usually too bad unless the temperatures stay over a hundred degrees for several days. This was the case back in 1980

My name is Michael, and this is a story about me, and my exploits as a teenager. I’m 16 years old, I’m in the 10th grade, and I’m fairly average in every way. I look average, I’m pretty average at sports, and I’ve got an average popularity in school. I’m just average

Karen grunted as she worked through her last set, dropping the weight with a triumphant slam as she exceeded her target rep range

This is purely a work of fiction, enjoy :) This story is about my wife rittu with whom I got married in 2004 and before my marriage I used to fuck prostitutes.I used to spend lots of money fucking whores of different age caste colour and creed.

May 1 He’s been watching her for a few months now. Methodically learning all of her behaviors and habits. On May's first day working in the big corporate office she went completely unnoticed, and that's exactly why he noticed her

This is the third part of our story. We would like to read some of the comments that you guys have. Good, bad or indifferent. Tell us what you think

Tom has been in Edinburgh for a business meeting. A nice summers day had been forecast, so he is dressed in beige chinos, brown brogues, a white open colour shirt and blue blazer. With his tanned skin, he looks quite the city dapper

I looked up at the antique grandfather’s clock across from the bed and it was almost midnight. Fuck! I had passed out. The last thing I remember after returning to my room was taking a shower and lying down. Jetlag is a bitch though I had never had it hit me quite like this

So here we were, my two lovers and I naked in a hotel drunk as skunks and horny. Sidney had just heard that Betty and I were cousins, at first it shocked her but she was still horny