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My sexual appetite had increased remarkably since that morning. Three weeks had passed since and I had slept with two strangers. To give you an idea of my previous activities I had only slept with two men the past two years before Jenny’s party and one of them was a boyfriend



Am an Indian girl and this is my story . It could very easily be the most cherishing story of my life and it didn't turn out that ways . I have not nor I can ever tell it to anyone. I was working in a big company in Delhi at that time


Georgia by Vanessa Evans Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous parts. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. Part 06 “That was fun last night.” Charlotte said to me as soon as I woke up
After the party By Samantha G. Lynn and I were on our way down to the ground floor to go for lunch at our favorite near-by spot. The elevator stopped at the fifth floor and a total corporate asshole got on
It all started with a bet. One made teasingly by my best friend. Of course she never thought I would ever take her up on her bet as I am such a shy good girl. When she said I bet you to kiss him, I would say fuck him, but I know you would never do that. I blushed and looked away
From Lonely Unfilled Housewife to Perverted Slut Chapter 3-re-posted Edited by a friend


From Lonely Housewife to Perverted Slut Chapter 9 re-posted Edited by a friend
I ADORE my job, I'm good at it, the pay is good and I get a very sexy car! The down side is that we have regular trips to see clients and, when they are in the UK it means we have a few days away but, when they are in Europe, we can be away for over two weeks at a time



It had been several days since I had encountered the Major, on every occasion I had been sent to their room, they were either not there or Lady Morris was there too
Moodily I stared out of the window. It was pouring down. No nice warm summer rain but fat cold drops. Today was the third day of this and the temperature had dropped noticeably



Finally 3:15! Sarah thought to herself just seconds before the final bell rang for the day. Getting through a day of school was usually Sarah’s highlight. She was a pretty enough girl but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get some of her classmates to leave her alone
Georgia by Vanessa Evans Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous part. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable



(This story has 3 prequels. I didn’t know it was going to be a chapter story – if you want to read about how it all started read – Cornfield Rape, Mr. Miller Begins Using me, and Mr. Miller Lets me go. This story picks up right after the events of Mr. Miller Lets me go
Rachel sighed and looked up at the clock for the 100th time since she sat down. Why she had decided to take night classes after working a full day? She glanced down at her notebook and realized she had stopped taking notes about half an hour before



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