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Chapter OneMonday, July 16, 2018Flagstone, Nevada”What the heck am I doing?” The grimace on Lindsay Anastacio’s face belied her youthfulness as she gazed at the eclectic, Spanish-style house. She twisted and plucked at her fingers and did her best to suppress any thought of the wicked impurities she would inflict upon herself by being here.
‘Come on, slowcoach — keep up!’The truth is, I was much happier walking behind Annie than I would have been out in front. From here, I had the perfect view of her fantastic arse in the tightest little white shorts you can imagine, perched on top of those long, tanned legs.We had left the jeep
I had some Gay friends, and they hooked my up with their ‘Fag-Hags” One of these was Liz. She owned a Travel Agency in town. We met at a dinner party at Ralph’s place and then went to her home and fucked. She was a big woman, not fat, but big. I stayed the rest
I hope you all enjoy this next chapter. It has been a sheer joy to write.Rodger and Rachael walked out of Fredrick’s and headed west toward their next stop, which was Victoria’s Secret. As their time was limited, as a result of Rachael’s first time service of Rodger’s needs… Rodger kept a quick pace that
You were invited to this party unsure of what it was for. But it sounded like a good group of people would be there so you thought you’d at least check it out. Everyone seems to be having a good time, grabbing drinks and just chatting, nothing too crazy. Looking around, you notice they’re all
As Emily disembarked her train, she stood there looking around amazed at how her town had changed so much in the four years she had been away at Catholic school. Her parents had sent her away for fear of having her get pregnant or running around with the wrong crowd and getting mixed up with
He had never seen Jeannie look as beautiful as she did right now. Her dark hair was piled on top of her head with silky tendrils trailing down the sides of her face and framing her oval face. Her delicate hands balanced the heavy bottle of asti spumante and two glasses and her breasts bobbed
I stood in the shower letting the hot water pound against my forehead as I slowly began to feel fully conscious. I was not a morning person and it always took me a while to come around after waking up. I began to be able to formulate thoughts as I slathered shower gel into my
SUMMARY: The freshly submissive pet discloses her secrets with the mistress’s parents.NOTES: All the characters described here are above 18.THANKS: To begin, I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to each and every one of you. I was confident in my story, but I didn’t expect such an overwhelming love and support for my
The Heinz’s lived over the road from us. For years we’d watched their children when they had to go out and vice versa.They had a son and daughter Kelly, with Kelly being the eldest. She was a beautiful girl, long blonde hair all the way to her delicious butt and a body, which was always
I couldn’t sleep. I kept on replaying last night’s events in my head. Over and over again. I decided to get up even though it was way before my normal wake up time. I put on my bathrobe over my nighty just in case he rose early.In the kitchen, I started the coffee and sat
I left Teresa asleep. We had our usual marathon sex session that evening and she was exhausted. So I slipped out the back after taking one last look at her naked body.I was headed to my truck when I heard a voice. “Hey Mike.” I about jumped out of my skin before I realized who
My husband and I possessed an interest in D/S and BDSM activities, we had played around with every variation of the theme. I had served him, he had served me, at times things seem to work, other times they didn’t; the desire remained but things were never truly fulfilling, accordingly we had decided to ‘just
I greet Her at the door on my hands and knees, my skin bare, my collar around my neck. Master had already contacted Her to tell Her what a bad slave I had been. I knew I was in deep trouble. Mistress was set to punish me, and then Master again, once He got home.
The situation was surreal. Scott knelt before this vibrant young woman, sucking on the sweetest pussy he had ever tasted. She was fresh, light, sweet, and extremely wet. Her pussy was gushing juice with very little prodding, legs squeezing the sides of Scott’s head as if she were riding a bucking bronco. Scott hung on
(This series is a collaboration with my good friend Sanchez. His ideas, I ran with it. We will see how it evolves. He has a sound concept, and characters, I’m primarily piecing it all together and seeing how it plays out. We hope you enjoy our efforts.)_____________________________________________________MIDNIGHT Ep. 42: TOMahawk_______________________________Lillian Dawn Bearpaw made it back
Linda had been gone and out of the house for a while. Coming home after several years on her own was not her first choice, but it was necessary for several reason.She had a room to herself, her own bathroom… space to herself when she wanted it. Mom had kept the house pretty much as
The festival had been the highlight of the calendar for Zara and Chloe. Zara, both just having hit there 19th birthdays Zoe was so into her music that her parents just gave her the money to buy her ticket but for Chloe she had worked her arse off to save and scrape the money together
At breakfast, Jane told her husband John, “Mom needs to stay here for a month so that the upgrades to her new house can be done. It was supposed to have been done before she took possession, but some dummy screwed up the dates. I took the liberty of inviting her to stay here for
Content advisory: This story contains some fairly mild BDSM themes, and consensual MF sex.His eyes scanned the crowd in Grand Central, but he could hardly focus. Uncertainty furrowed his brow. The masses of people went by in a blur, for endless minutes as he searched for the object of his desire. Finally, at long last