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I’m a 40 year old, white, BBW who loves big black cocks ramming in and out of my hot, wet pussy. A couple of my girlfriends and I decide to go out for a drink Friday after work. We go to Lee Jays, a popular bar just around the corner from our job. It’s a bar for the working man

When the Viet Nam War came along, I was too old to be drafted, but my newspaper sent me there on temporary assignment. It was 1965 or 66 and I was an old man of 50. My assignment landed me in Saigon and I mingled with the other news reporters and foreigners there

Mike and Keisha are good friends of ours, they live across the street. Linda, my wife and I talked about taking a trip to Vegas and we asked Mike and Keisha if they wanted to go along. They were all excited to go since they have never been to Vegas

He awoke with a soft little sigh and for the first time, he could remember he felt only warmth and comfort

I was in a club and at that moment the music was a thumping techno beat backed by a loud and rolling keyboard playing electronic noise. Lights flashed and strobed all around as sweaty strangers bumped against each other as they undulated and danced

I was just taking the brownies out of the oven that I had made for my son, Kyle, when I heard a knock at the door. This caught me by surprise, since we get so few visitors to the house. This is due to the fact that the entire neighborhood is terrified by my husband

Chloe was a 5’ 4” beauty. Natural platinum blonde, with medium sized breasts and a nice body. Not too curvy, but she always seemed to turn heads. Chloe’s plane touched down in Rio around 7 pm. She was so excited for the week

The breakfast was great, and Hank and the boys ate like it was their first meal in days. Sarah thought they might be getting used to nice hot meals. She smiled as she thought of how good it made her feel to be appreciated in such a small way

Please vote up and comment! Chapter 9 As the middle of the night approached (though there was no way to tell time in the subterranean city) Baltoh was sitting against the headboard of the hotel bed with Selene straddling his left thigh and Molly straddling his right

Please rate and comment Prior: Kelsey – “No Dad Stop.” Prior: Kelsey - “Dad that cannot happen Again” Prior: Kelsey - “Paying The Rent” Prior: Kelsey – “Dad, how could you let that man do THAT to me.” Prior: Kelsey – “Dad – this is like really SICK

The Bimbo Formula Chapter 2: Injecting the Bimbo's Ass Copyright 2015 Frank A faint bell roused me from sleep, the bed rocking as my wife shifted. I was still buzzing from yesterday as I rose from the depths of unconsciousness

I’m Mary and a married mother of two with a nice regular type of husband. Our lives and marriage had been normal and we had gotten into a very comfortable routine. We are white and live in suburban Utah. What some would call whiteville boring

WARNING: This chapter contains rape elements. I, in no way shape or form condone the actual action of rape. It is a crime and I DO NOT encourage it

The Rakshasa's Heart Chapter Two: Knife Play By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Princess Malakisha – Ankush, The Queendom of Naith The chain hurtled at me, a gray-black blur. My rakshasa's instincts snarled through me. My body sprang to the right

Chapter 3: Hannah’s New Life “Wake up slut! It’s time to put that hot little body to work, you got a long day ahead of you,” one of the bikers declared, slapping Hannah roughly across the face. Hannah yelped in pain as she was abruptly and painfully woken up

Hi there. This is my first time posting so I'll do my best. This is a true story of my crazy experience with my husband's friends. I tried to describe it as best as I could. This was the first time something like this happened, but not the last. I have included both part 1 and part 2

I was a collage sophomore attending a university in Texas. I was living in the usual dorm room; small and with a roommate. My younger sister, Heidi, came down to spend the weekend with me and to experience the collage life

Betty’s Plight ©This is fiction; any resemblance to real people or places is coincidental. **************************************************************************** Betty jogged and walked the same paths every day

Final Repost! And the next part in the series is currently underway! It will be a bit different though. ___________________________________________________ Sorry that this took a very long time, but I finally found some inspiration to finish up this installment

Emily’s Story Chapter 1 Emily rolled her eyes discreetly as several women behind her giggled when Ulysses entered the room. She was one of 20 women, in varying degrees of pregnancy, enrolled in a yoga class. It was a special yoga class designed for pregnant women