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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
Sharing Cindy Chapter 8 Thank you for following me along on this journey. Things with Cindy were incredible for me. I had one of the hottest girlfriends who understood me and my special kinks and loved to help satisfy them
Well fuck. I mean FUCK! All this time, how many months had it been? I didn’t even remember. How many shitty meals had I eaten from that bitch who couldn’t cook? Fuck, how many times did I fuck that nasty, smelly, wrinkling, fat ass bitch? All for my Mandy



Sophomore, Junior and Senior year flew by. I had taken my SATs and gotten into the school of my dreams. All of my family and friends were happy for me. The twins were also accepted to the school of their dreams, the only problem with that was that the school was in Italy


“Fuck! Oh Goooood, Oh Goooood! Fuck me!” screamed the voice of my sister in pure ecstasy from her bedroom as I walked through the front door of the house
this is Jai, . I am a 31 yrs old, well settled man from Bangalore working for a MNC. Thanks to your response to my earlier stories. One couple read my previous stories and got in touch with me. They were in late 30’s, Kannadiga. We chatted for a while and used web cam



It wasn’t until the West Coast was finally called and Samuel’s competition finished his concession speech that the president pushed Scarlett off his lap and stopped his constant molestation of the teen



This is my first story, so yea all comments appreciated even criticism.. I was a product of a raped woman. My mother at 14 years old was beaten and raped in a field, she didnt know who he was just some crossing black man who wanted my beautiful Italian mother i suppose
In the endless night of the darkest reaches of the forest, where the distant screeches fade to obscurity and the dust fall drifts not in piles but abound, the nude form of an Egyptian beauty ventures at desperate pace across the landscape
My Beautiful Beautiful Wife Brianna 7. We are married! She is my wife, and I cannot tell you how happy I am! There are no words that can be used! After my last entry I spent the rest of the time having my pictures taken, with my best man, family and the groomsmen
(Greetings! This one's maybe 45 minutes long. Hope you enjoy it!) Mother's Day ( . Y . ) "Hey Captain!" I said into my phone. "Hey Sailor!" my dad said. "How are they hanging?" I queried
I knew it was going to be an awkward day the moment I stepped into my lab. Okay, calling it a lab is a bit of a stretch. It's a shelf with a bunch of chemicals on it, a table, and two beakers. But I'm still in college, so it's all I can afford



The Doyle Sisters Robert Doyle stood staring blankly at the two identical graves. His face was expressionless. He was not even staring at the graves. He was just standing there like a rock without any expressions. Few people have already left after the funeral


Lira had just woke up. Getting a few minutes of sleep when she could Lira was clueless about the events of what had taken place. She yawned once brushing her black hair to the side and looked at herself in the mirror. Making sure she was decent enough looking to pass for working


*1945* Obergefreiter Schroeder ran through the forest, most of the Mann's had given up. Not Schroeder. Nor his three top officers,Sturmbannführer's, Amsel,Fleischer, and Faust, who ran behind him armed with MP-40's. Faust turned around hearing the Americans drawing closer