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Black Swan Seduction – Part 1 Natalie had gotten up early to watch the 2012 Oscar nominations. It brought back memories of doing the same the morning she had been nominated for Black Swan
She opened my eyes to her room being filled with sunlight. She wrapped up in her blue duvet and hid from the gleaming light of the outside world. After 10 minutes of laying in pure heaven, She decided it was time to get up
“Would you like that while I watch? And did I mention hung?” I tease. “Yes, make it happen baby, would love you to watch, soon, very soon,” he groaned as his breathing quickened before he shuddered and had a huge climax
“Oh Jesus Christ. . .” I mumble through the fog of a hangover. “What happened last night?” Oh no. The memories start to drift back into my head as the dizziness of sitting up subsides. I didn’t. I didn’t do what I think I did. I couldn’t have
To start I’ll describe myself. I have reddish brown wavy hair and blue-green eyes. I’m about 5’3 and petite in stature. I have perky 32D boobs and from what guys have told me “hershey kiss” nipples. I’ve also been told i have a “fat but tight” ass
Hey guys. As you asked, there's the second part of the story. Thank you very much for your support and all your comments at part 1
I woke up early, got out of my room (witch was really more of a closet) and begin with my shores around my mistress house. Picking up things, making her breakfast, and becoming the living room. I love doing my mistress chores
CHAPTER SEVEN I met Danny at The Wing Hut on Monday night. Nine p.m. Danny was holding our favorite table. As I approached I could see his scorecard on the round table top. With three empty beer bottles. A fourth in his hand. Oh. Oh. Not good
Skeletons in my Closet part 8 or H Meeting Keith's family Skelton's in my closet part 8 Meeting Keith's Family Keith decided upon Memorial Day weekend to throw that little meet and greet party with Danny and two others. It seemed fitting that I should meet Danny on that holiday
“Jesus, Carly, I hate these crappy school uniforms!” Jenn yanked her navy blue polo shirt up, over her red curls, and off. She wadded it up and threw it onto the floor of her bedroom
She smiled as he gently caressed her back, basking in the glow that only comes after loin-tingling sex. The twilight feel of his bedroom created by the light seeping through the blinds and the gentle breeze of the fan heightened the senses on her skin as she laid still
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My name's Jenn, I’m 19 now but this is a story when I was fifteen, the year I learned to love girls and accept the consequences I first began to see the light at party/dance at my girlfriend's house.
Kim awoke the next morning feeling completely refreshed. She threw off the sheet as she sat up, her clothes were on and in order, it must have just been a dream. Then something on the fitted sheet caught her eye, a spot of blood. She moved to stand and felt sore between her legs
From Lonely Unfulfilled Housewife to Perverted Slut Chapter 6 Edited by a friend
Brianna grunted as her grandfather pushed his thick penis into her dry vagina until he was fully buried inside. Tears welled up in her eyes and she tried to breath in and out slowly through her mouth, to stop them from falling
Author's Note 1:These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy
This is a continuation of day 2 of my slut's experience - it is a combination of events, all true (with just a touch of embellishment by her - she will be disciplined for exaggerating) I had Zoe work on day 2 - what happened while I was at work - I will finish day 2
Part Three I didn’t sleep so good that night. The memories of our snogging session, the feel of Mike’s hands on my body, so tantalisingly close to my boobs, merely inches from my aching pussy, was almost too much to bear
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