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Let me start by saying this is my first story, so all comments are appreciated. Just don’t be mean! This story begins when I was 19. I had moved away to take a job and was living in a totally new state, hundreds of miles away from anything I ever knew
The Devil's Pact edited by Master Ken Copyright 2013, 2014 Chapter Fifty: The Bloody Knife Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com. On November 17th, 2014, the world seemed to belong to the Tyrants
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As I walked in, the smell of the body oil and extravagant flowers filled my lungs. The lighting was perfectly dim, it gave off a warm environment, perfect for the massage
"Hey dear, I'm OOHHHH!" Dar (her name is really Darlene, but we've called her Dar for as long as I could remember) shrieked and averted her gaze. I wasn't sure what had surprised her more, my holding a very big, very chrome
Amy shifted uncomfortably in her bed. Something would not allow her to continue with her slumber. She had no clue as to what was happening to her, but there was an urge, a howling desire that called from within, an inner voice that left her strangely confused
Day Nine: After School “This way ladies,” Jessica called over her shoulder as she walked down the dimly lit hallway. I adjusted the tie on my robe as I walked, tightening it around my waist. The Spa’s lounge had a couple of women in it, all in various states of undress
UNEXPECTED VISITOR PART TWO On that fantastic Sunday that Brett surprisingly arrived from Sydney, with all the excitement and action that followed, we both slept like logs
Welcome back, readers! I know I left you with quite the cliffhanger in the last chapter, so I tried to get this one out pretty quickly. Just so you know, this chapter is very light on sex, being more focused on story development from the aforementioned cliffhanger
I was traveling back to what I used to call home for a reunion of sorts with the guys I played sports with in my 20's and 30's
Sitting at my desk, staring at my laptop, getting no work done. This has been the theme of the day so far. My mind has been wandering off to the only place it wants to go, last night with Nancy. I have to physically snap myself out of this dream state, every few minutes or so
It was a beautiful, balmy Friday evening after a long, hard, rainy work week. My mind was burnt out from dealing with coworkers' mistakes, irate clients, and a husband at home that wasn't paying much attention to me when I came home from my long days working hard to pay the bills
My life changed drastically and permanently two weeks ago, even though nothing significant happened. I was having a casual discussion with a friend, and I recalled the embarrassing time when my ex-girlfriend walked in on me jacking off in the bathroom
Continued ———————————————— I smiled watching Eve strut down the road in her tiny skirt imaging tying her up when she gets home and covering her in massage oil and running my hands up the inside of her legs
After are camping weekend my step mom's initial intent was to bring us all closer but if anything it brought me an her closer and pushed my dad away as he was always spending a lot of time out with his friends
Note: i've posted this story on another account but the account got deleted so i am reposting it here. I am the original author of this story. This isn't a true story but i wish it was
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