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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

A Girl called Areola and her sister called Beaver by Vanessa Evans As usual, it’s best if you read the earlier parts before this one. Part 05 As we waved the guys off we dug out the bikinis and put them on

~This story is completly fictional and created from my imagination!~ "Daddyyy! Bathtiiiime!" my daughter yelled from down the hall. I got up from my office chair, closing my work documents. Taking care of my angel was far more important to me than paper documents or work

CHAPTER 1 - PLANS CHANGE As I went into the kitchen, Chris was getting a beer out of the fridge. He smiled at me, looking me up and down as he opened the bottle and took a gulp

“Finally! So close to being with her! All alone for as long as we please. I can imagine how this will turn out and I REALLY like it.” I thought to myself and giggled somewhat naughtily

Ok, so this is my first story. I hope you like it. I understand that it may have a few problems with it, but I’m only just getting into writing after being a long time reader of a lot of people’s work on here

please excuse any grammatical/punctual errors as English is my second language

This is my first attempt at this. it is a true story not so eloguently written. I hope you enjoy it. I have only cheated on my husband once. I admit it was such a turn on I would do it again

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

I still remember the look in that bitch's face.. Her emerald eyes and blonde curls. She thought she was on top of the world, knowing I'd been following my husband around. He'd been cheating for a while, and that I knew, but my best friend Cassandra? How dare she.

Hello all this is my first post I hope you all enjoy the madness that come from my mind I am currently the property of my loving Master and though most of the events in theses stories are 100% fictional a lot of the inspiration for the Master was taken from my own amazing Master

There comes a point in everyone's life when they ask themselves, how did I end up like this? Unsurprisingly, it usually occurs around their middle-aged years, when life has lost its excitement and they find themselves living out the same humdrum routine, with each day blending into the next

Her Name Is Sammy. His Name Is Tony. They Had Broken Up 3 months Ago. As time went past Tony decided he would have Sammy back. He came up with a great plan. He followed Sammy and knew her day to day schedule. He was going to kidnap her that way he could always have her

This is not a very erotic story, just some memories of my childhood, let’s say 18 for legal reasons, when I was just getting interested about sex. I was about 4’6” and weighed about 80 pounds as best I can remember. I had no breasts or hips and my mound was bald

Hey guys, I'm writing this cos I'm a big fan o Val's and I would love to see her naked but this is close enough ;) Valkyrie entered chinas apartment and sighed, fletcher hadn't been putting out anything, she ended up getting so horny she masturbated in the bus

Robert Foss knew there were reputations about him circulating in the school

My name is Ashanti-lee. I grew up in Brooklyn. I am 5'3, medium length brown hair, shapely legs, awesome ass and 34DD tits. I get aroused easily and that has always been a problem when I'm around people. I had a loving mother but an asshole for a father

Disclaimer: Doing anything to another without consent is not only wrong, it is evil. But there is a difference between fantasy rape and real rape. Although the following story is fictional, it based around a completely consensual role play indulged in by the author and her Master

“I would like that, very much,” she told me. “How about next Saturday afternoon?” When I ran the idea past my man Julian he was very eager. “Tell me all about Fiona, what does she look like?” “About our age, fortyish

I awoke seconds before my alarm went off. I sat up with wide open eyes and an even wider smile; today was the day, my 17th birthday, the day I has been waiting for since I was 6