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The party It should have been nice little party, just a housewarming party for some friends and colleagues. She was 25 years old and she had finally moved out of her parent’s house

led The exhibitionist in denial by Vanessa Evans Part 02 - Post University Days ------- Ryan invited me to go and stay with his parents with him for a few weeks while we waited for our results and planned what we were going to do for the rest of our lives

MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY PART - 27 HE, ME AND SHE (1) It was the next day, when I had a wonderful fucking experience on the open beach with my hubby. The time was afternoon. We had our lunch and I was in my room

]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

My sub and I were in bed, well technically ON the bed rather than in it. She was between my legs, my hands in her hair, her mouth tight at my pussy, licking and kissing, her tongue flicking my clit. I wouldn’t let her back off or stop, and she was doing a good job of it for me

Winter runs over to Sasha and is curious about what she is yelling excitedly about. She walks over and Sasha hands her a birch bow and a quiver of arrows

Submission She breathed out slowly. It had been a stressful day at work. Her jackass of a boss had given her co-worker the raise that she had been working her ass off to get. The bitch had probably fucked him to get it. She pulled her sleek red mustang into the driveway of her condo

How do you know when you have met the one? Does he arrive on a magic carpet, declaring his love for you, then you feel your heart bursting out of your chest (but in a less gory way). Or is it more simple then that? A simple feeling of joy you feel whenever your together

Dear diary, ;tldr: Ethan Greenburg is a fucking loser. I guess it's good I'm finally realizing this now before he managed to knock me up or worse -- marry me

The Seventh Slave The house was big and imposing, in fact she wouldn’t even call it a house, it was more like a mansion. The dark brick walls rose high up in the air, the shiny windows mirroring the swirling winter clouds, a drop of rain fell onto her cheek

IF YOU READ PARTS 1&2 FIRST YOU WILL UNDERSTAND THIS SECTION BETTER COMMENTS AND SUGGESTIONS ARE WELCOME! ************** It’s dark in the room when I awake. I sit up, realizing that my one wrist is still tied to the bed. “Can’t this nightmare be over?” I say to myself

A/N - It has been a long time folks, I've missed you all. I'd like to say a huge thank you for everyone who has supported me over the years. As I have mentioned in a comment in Part 8, I haven't been well for a while and have been writing sparingly over the past two years

Was it me? Why did so many people think it was OK to touch me? I sat trying to figure out my first sexual experience! At 25 years old, I couldn't remember the first time. Shit started young for me

It was a lazy Sunday; spring was in the air, and the weather warming nicely, myself and Grant, started to tidy up a few odd jobs around the house. When a friend of ours rang asking for a favour

Sometimes I dream that I'm seeing a therapist to talk about my weekly sins. After telling him about a few of my exploits he informs me that he thinks that hypnosis may help with my nymphomania. I am reluctant but I agree to let him hypnotize me

10 Billion Dollar Blowjob Ch 5 Original story by Lisa. This will be the last Frankel and Lisa story; I hope you’ve enjoyed them. Because of junk comments, I restricted comments to registered users for my last few stories. Eventually all the girls were sold

I couldn't think, breathe, all I could do at this moment was feel… My face burning hot with desire. His hand pawing at my breast. Feel the entire length of him inside me. He was an insatiable beast, and I loved it

ch a good job he had to go, a few hours before he left I gave him a nice long slow blow job until he filled my mouth with cum, I took every drop of it, swallowed it all, I asked my husband if he would mind if Herbert and I still fucked when he was gone, he kissed me and said no he didn't mind at all

When I was back at school I felt oddly at ease. Being home had been a break from the structure and routine but now it felt comforting to be back where I knew what to expect. I suppose that’s the lifestyle. The restrictions ultimately become our comfort

Let me give you a little background about myself and my situation. My names Alyx and I’m 18, a cheerleader at the high school in the small town I live in. I’m only 5’4 and of average weight with long blonde hair