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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
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



First I want to preface this story by saying that this is absolutely true, this is my real first encounter with a guy
The dream was incredible. I was on a desert island and I was surrounded by a lot of men. They had me tied spread eagle to stakes on a beach and they were all talking in a strange language. They were wearing various skins and furs and I noticed their skin was very bronze



Have you ever given the thought of how your first time would be? During my early teen years I really didn't give it much thought because I simply thought I was going to die a virgin. Mainly since both of my parents were in the military and that left us moving every 2 years



Angela, 34, blue-eyed blonde with amazingly white translucent skin, mother of two had just been ravished by two home invaders plus an ugly creep they had invited over using her own cell phone. Worse, they had also invited a Chinese girl who did the most obscene things imaginable to her



(This is a spinoff from Mother's Submission. It takes place directly after Chapter 9.) Monica Lewis couldn't believe how the day had turned out. She'd run into Alex Morgan at the farmer's market and had gone together to cheer up his mother, Alicia
i was as shocked as the boys were . i couldn't figure out what they were mad at me for . i had seduced 2 young black studs, with the tightest bodies and biggest black cocks i have ever seen and made them mine. these boys would produce tons of sperm to sell over the internet
Bigoted Wife Turned Racist by aliveinpr My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Please read and enjoy this fictional writing



It’s hard for even me to believe what a nasty slut I’ve been this weekend. It started innocently enough. I had planned on surprising my then boyfriend, Rob, on his birthday. I had spent some extra time perfecting my long blonde hair and makeup
When I heard the distinct “Ding-Dong” of the door, I immediately scrambled for the nearest bathroom ignoring Melinda’s pleas to relax