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FROM THE BEGINNING (The Daughters) The girls broke free of the two men, and ran to their mother. They held each other, looking fearful at the casino boss. “Well what are going to do about this problem?” He asks Krystal
It had been 4 weeks since my first encounter with O. I could not go for more than a couple of hours without thinking about that magical night that fate had brought us together. O had txt me the very next morning and asked if I had enjoyed our time together
It was so humiliating. A store security guard caught me walking out of the department store with a pretty, expensive French bra, garter belt, panties and stockings set. I was ushered into the office of the store's chief of security. I was scared. I was a teenager
Previously.. I thought about the last couple of days, how my life has been changed How filthy I felt inside, ruined almost, eating away at me like a cancer



everal of her girlfriends urging, she had reluctantly posed for pictures wearing almost nothing! A well respected women's magazine photographer had placed several ads in the local newspaper asking for attractive women over 50 to pose for a risque photo shoot, in an upcoming article for that magazine



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
Britney’s first time cheating on her second husband After enjoying a very relaxing deep massage at the Hollywood spa & fitness center from George, an unbelievably strong, hard-bodied, black masseuse, I wrapped the white bath sheet around myself and headed off to the ladies shower
Finsbury Park was a grubby part of North London, street upon street, of Victorian-era terrace houses, mostly, three or four floors high
She Likes To Watch Sara Taylor’s parents liked to party, she had always known that. So it was no surprise when her thirteenth birthday turned into their celebration and she was shuffled off to bed
I have this fantasy of black men using my wife. She thinks it's silly. I have her meet with a guy named JZ. He's nice and she doesn't admit it but it's abvious she is taken to him. He asked us if he could take us to a club and with a little persuasion my wife agreed
Part one It was a golfing vacation. I was doing the golfing and my wife was along for the shopping. I love golfing and I don't know why I'm not better at it. Ever since I retired last spring I played almost every day yet I still stink. Judy, my wife, is a professional shopper
Barbara Lewis woke up on Thursday morning. She was depressed. Deep in the hole with her bills, she was getting really close to the deadline that her bank has set on her loan. If they aren’t paid by Saturday morning then they are going to repossess her car



It was a lazy afternoon. The best kind there is. Normally Saturdays are packed with things to do. They had moved Kevia’s best friend Carrie in with them a month ago and had taken some time to get used to another person being in the house
Erica’s mind had been a whirl as she washed her soft body, and made sure her beautiful tight pussy was shaved smooth; just the way David her husband loved it. She couldn’t help massaging her tender clit with the warm water from the shower nozzle
As I drove home, my asshole had stopped hurting, but burned like someone was still shoving a red hot poker in and out of it. My ass cheeks were separated by what felt like a golf ball between them. I couldn't believe Jim had taken me like that