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This is a fictional story of the enslavement of a plump lady who has acquired a new Master who loves to play out his fantasies and is determined to turn her into the perfect slave. The story contains scenes of violence, cruelty and humiliation. Please be warned

Family Harvest: Re-planting seeds within the same soil Chapter 3: Two Jewels Years passed, and the year was now March, 2017. Isaac was now 14, 5ft.2; 160 pounds; black hair; dark skin; and brown eyes. Esther was now 14, looked like my Mom; 5ft

Rahul and Sapna Ch. 5 :- Stoking the flames of their passion A fiery celebration of their love. Disclaimer: This a work of complete fantasy set in another world. If that is not apparent to you, then you need urgent psychiatric help

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

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

My girl left for the day to meet up with one of her friends. I had the afternoon to myself, and I was going to take full advantage of the downtime to spread out and relax

Belinda by Gail Holmes Belinda was a wonderful person, great personality, bubbly; jocular and always full of fun; she’d a list of friends as long as your arm

Ive always thought of ways to get over and use situations to my advantage but never thought id be so good at getting anything.and i do mean anything

Fat, flat and wet I was on business travel and drove to a favorite theater after an early dinner. This place only had 6 rows of seats, about ten in each row. The back wall was open and accessible of course

This is a fictional story of a Pete and his partner Louise and their ‘open’ relationship. For Pete, there is nothing better than encouraging his busty partner to experiment with sexual her sexual fantasies……………

I was heading to Boston to meet with a friend of mine. No not Ms Rosen and boy do I wish I could run into her again. It was my friend Jen that I haven’t seen since a few days after my 10th Birthday. She is now 25 and I’m 26. It’s been almost 15 years since I saw her

I was picking up some groceries at the super market when I met her. Valerie Fields was in her early twenties. She had just graduated from college. She was still living at home with her Mom. I made a funny joke about a cucumber in the produce section

Little Sister I was at the post office the other day and I had quite a blast from the past as I ran into a woman I use to know named Stacey. Stacey is the little sister of my hot blonde ex-girlfriend Shelby who I have not seen in a about ten years

Hello everyone this is a travel log of the sexual adventures that I am having with my husband now that we are retired. We have owned our own business for many years and have worked long and hard and have finally gotten all of the children out of our home

The Park A True Story of us when young marrieds. Please do comment and mark. David Many years ago, when we were young marrieds, the wife and I and the 2 kids lived in a high rise block, just on the edge of Central Park in Dagenham in Essex

I had always classified myself as a chubby chaser. At 30 years of age and standing 6 foot 2 inches tall, very handsome, with an amazing 9 inch dick, a lot of women loved me, but I usually went after the plumpers

I slept in the next morning to make up for how exhausted Mom and Aunt Pam had made me the night before. When I came downstairs, they had already made breakfast, and Aunt Pam's bags were by the front door

“Bye” Billi Jo lifted herself up, caressing the back of Derek’s head, as they made sweet little kisses. "Bye…” he replied. She could hear her roommate gagging in the background. She did not care

Apocalyptic Lovers It was a beautiful spring day in Atlanta, Georgia. The sun was out, a few puffy clouds were drifting by in the heavens, the temperature was warm, and a light breeze was blowing. It was too perfect a day to think of the disaster looming in the near future

"Lend me forty bucks Jordyn," Jason said in a persuasive tone of voice. Jordyn sat on the couch in her small bedroom, pissed off. I laid in her bed, next to her brother Jason, and Dillon, whom was a friend of all three of us. "No," she said. "I know you're going to use it for pot