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Chapter 3 I'm sitting down at the table when Sarah wearing a light pink see through nightie that is a little tight for her in the cheast area but I don't think she minds

fter pouring out her woes to Marge on the Friday, the weekend couldn't pass quick enough for Hailey as she was desperate to not only renew her fun and pleasure with Marge and her strap on but also find out if she had been able to get her friend to help out with her problem, though goodness knows how

Note: Since I wasn't planning on writing another chapter, the days got screwed up, so now instead of the party happening on Friday, it now happened on Thursday, and the story picks up from there

Young female adventurers battle to keep themselves free. I am a professional erotic writer. Please visit my webpage www.CustomErotica.net to join my mailing list or view my full archive

Copyright 2018 by tcs1963 Revised and re-edited 2019 All rights reserved by the tcs1963. As always edited by my friend takemedown. This story is a work of fiction and contains deions of explicit sexual acts, Incest, Bdsm, Ddlg, and Lesbianism

I hope everyone will like this new story. Please leave comments and votes about what you think! I apologize in advance if not everything is accurate but..

Kelly kept kissing Stephanie's pussy for a long time after she stopped moving. When she looked up, she saw that her head was back and her eyes were closed. Her hands were lying idly by her side. Kelly moved up to sit next to Stephanie, pulling her close

The Devil's Pact edited by Master Ken Copyright 2014 The Devil's Pact Side-Story: The Alukah Part 1-The Hunt Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com

INTRO The sun came up over the hills as it did every morning in the small village that was tucked into the hillsThe light from the sun travels down the main street hitting the windows of the meny shops making them shine like gems for the short time that the rays layed on them..

The Devil's Pact edited by Master Ken Copyright 2013, 2014 Chapter Forty-Two: Dreams Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com

Danni squared her shoulders and knocked lightly on the door. The woman who answered the door was shorter and rounder than her and had a pleasant face with a few but not too many wrinkles. "Hi, Danni. I'm Evelyn and I'm happy to meet you

Another personal record on pages with 65. I kept adding to the story with almost every movie I watched this week. you can probably guess what movies and tv shows I was watching by the way I've written some of the scenes. Enjoy

Then let me introduce someone else into our fantasy. They are fictitious, mind you. But, what good is a fantasy if you can’t explore that part of you that you can’t live out? We’ll call her Debbie. She’s 5’ 10”, fair skinned with strawberry blonde hair that is slightly wavy

Chapter 38 BACK TO SCHOOL In the second month of Claire's pregnancy, Michael told Claire she wouldn't need to come into the office anymore. "You're going back to school," he told her. Claire didn't know what to think about that

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental

10 minutes had passed, and my doorbell rang. Racing to the door, I fixed up my hair real quick and let Candy in. "Hey, girl! You look nice.." she greeted. Replying with a soft smile, I gave her a hug, making it my business to rub my erect nipples against her chest

“So your name is Bonnie?” Marcie tentatively asks. “Yeah. So how did you get here?” replies Bonnie. “I was at the bar with a good friend when this person runs up behind him and hits him in the back of the head

One Steps Back, Two Step Forward Chapter 5 Anthony sat in the chair beside Liz's unconscious body and held her hand and worrying

Note: Though this is a sequel to “The Wolves of Paris,” it is not necessary to have read that story first. "You never kill anyone you want to in a war.” -Ernest Hemingway, "For Whom the Bell Tolls" *** June 1, 1944, Paris: 1,440 days under occupation

I tap my foot nervously on the hardwood floor of the apartment I share with my roommate and her boyfriend and my girlfriend. A jingle of keys outside of the door makes me stand up