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How a husband should handle those late calls from work. The husband gets back from working all day and all that has kept him in good spirits is the thought of his wife and how appetizing she looks naked and hungering for him

You asked me to dress ready to help with construction. You picked me up in your truck and drove me to your rental. The renters had moved out and you had some fixing up to do before the new ones move in. I had no idea what you had in mind so I did as I was told

Postscript It took almost two days for me to find the right piercing shop to get Jess what she wanted. Even at that the guy at the shop thought she might be just a little crazy to do all four at once

Okay people, before I start this story, I’m going to address some problems with my last 3. To those who love my stories, give positive feedback, and tips, I thank you. But to those who have been commenting negatively, there are a few things you should know

Bob and Lynda rape Tina part 1 ---- Morning Monday 7:00 am ---- Bob starred down at the grill the patty shaped clump of meat sizzled against the hot grill as Bob flipped a burger

Fbailey story number 183 The Snowball I was on my way home when I smelled radiator fluid inside my car. I knew right then that I had a leak in the heater coil, so I rolled my window down to let the strong odor escape

First time writer. School and the local restaurant where Anna worked part time as a waitress, had been one hell exhaustive for her. She had been recently promoted to the 11th grade

As always: The characters here belong to Vyper269 Don't be a douche! Don't steal the writings of others and claim them as your own. We've lost one of our most brilliant writers to these assholes! If you have requests, feel freeIf you like it let me know, if not..

Sins Of The Father: 2. More Lust (C) Mojavejoe All Characters are eighteen 18 years of age or older Sunday Night “Honey?” my wife, Blaire, called out to me. “You coming to bed or staying downstairs?” “I’ll be up in a few minutes, hon

NOTE: In order to aid in the visualization, check out pictures of Miranda in the "sex stories" forum, under the thread: "Miranda: Naughty Dental Assistant"

Mia shivered as a gust of wintery air washed over her, ruffling her nightgown. The flagstones were cold against her bare feet. She stood, as instructed, in the bare stone corridor that led to the palace dungeons

From the beginning John had always encouraged me to share my “Juicy White Ass” with as many black men as possible. He had always told me black men deserved to have me suck their cocks. Everything had happened so quickly

[To my faithful readers - I have decided that the time has come to wrap up this series. My long breaks have mostly been because of my struggles with ideas, and the pressure to continue the story. I need to finish things in the only way I know how

He woke with a stinging, burning sensation on the right side of his chest and reflexively reached for it, his hand stopping with a familiar jangling noise. Startled, his eyes flew open just as another lash fell on his left side, burning just as fiercely as the first

Fbailey story number 547 A Good Spanking Never Hurt Anyone There is an old saying, “Spare the rod, spoil the child.” Of course there is such a thing as child abuse but not to the extent that the ‘system’ carries it

Author's note: This story is set in a small late-1700s American town, the name of which has been lost to time. There are a couple minor gay (male on male and female on female) scenes. They're not too detailed but I thought I'd warn y'all

The doorbell rings. You sigh, “Can’t the world just leave me alone?” The doorbell rings again. “Damn it,” you mutter to yourself under your breath. You heave yourself out of your computer chair and start waddling to the front door. The doorbell rings again

[Had to continue due to demand. As always, I love to hear from readers. Thanks for reading.] I knew it was only a matter of time. After skirting the issue numerous times and dancing around confronting things, it was time to meet it head on

I'm in 12th grade, senior year. I'm a guy with hazelnut brown eyes and brown hair with a strong, muscular, athletic build even though some people call me a nerd. Unlike most guys, sex isn't on my mind 24/7

This is a true story of my time with one of my wife's friends. I have changed the names for the reasons you would think. It takes place in the year 2011. She is 66, about 5'2" maybe shorter, about 105 soaking wet. She was a bleach blonde hair with tiny tits, which i love