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This is Part 07 of an ongoing series, a collaboration between me and the real-life Penny. To provide background and context, you should probably read the earlier parts before this one.This part is a departure in that it is seen from the point of view of Zena, Penny’s 20-year-old niece.Part 07Zena:I was supposed to be
Mid-summer blues had Raefellow feeling a bit depressed as she clocked out of the office two hours early. Fretting illness, she had all intentions of collecting her 18 year-old son, Randy, and driving out on Long Island for dinner.Arriving home, entering the spacious apartment, she followed the sound of soft music to her son’s room.
**This is Fiction. None of it is real.**The Transformation StartsIt was in April when I was eighteen, the rains were falling, the flowers were blooming, and I began to transform. It was a subtle thing, but it had come on suddenly. The signs were there before then, and they were, shall we say, muted. I
“I’m going out for a while, Ray. Can I pick up anything for you?””No, babe.I have some chores. I’ll go out later. Anything that you want for dinner?””We still have most of the appetizers from the Chinese restaurant. That will work. I hate sex on a full stomach. I hate all the farting.””I hear you.
She stood outside the door and pulled the keys from her pocket with shaking hands. The clinking they made as they hit together made her grimace, though she was sure it couldn’t be heard from the other side of the door. She hesitated, and then taking a deep breath inserted the key into the lock
Watching Brad fuck Lisa from behind was a tremendous turn on. Brad is a good enough looking guy, tan from the waist up, pale as snow from the waist down. Lisa is made-up good looking, though I was beginning to think that she would be even prettier without all the makeup. I didn’t really dwell
“Is that a vibrator?” I lift my head for a better view.”Yes,” he switches on the vibrator and scoots between my legs.”It’s going to be a frustrating day for you,” I jerk when he places it on the hood of my clit. Slowly pleasure builds up. I greedily bend my knees and spread the legs
Author’s Note – Hello all! As usual the standard heads-up about incest, magic, and violence-related content apply, and a few light elements of non-consent as well. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Lastly, a big thanks to my readers for all the positive and constructive feedback. And now, on with the story!*Morgan
“Now remember, I want this house clean by the time Regan and I get back,” Hellen told her husband Rex and her son Ryan. “And also, don’t forget to pick us up on Sunday.””Don’t worry about it,” Rex said, giving his wife a kiss and his daughter a hug as they left.Ryan stuck out his
My name is Micky, 6 foot tall and 185 lbs. I am 35 yrs old, have a 6 inch cock and just feel like a normal guy. I have been married to Charlotte for 5 years and we have no children. Charlotte is 5 foot 2 inches tall and 107 lbs. She has a small
Emmalee looked around the room, making sure none of her father’s guests needed anything. The waiters and waitresses they’d hired seemed to be taking care of everyone perfectly. Smiling and nodding to some of the guests, Emmalee scanned the crowd for one person in particular. Ah, of course. He was surrounded by no less than
My name is Paul, and I’m a twenty-year old student who’s attending Waterloo University in Waterloo, Ontario, Canada. I’d never been very good around women, my confidence around women being nil. The reason for that was because of my disability. I have a birth defect known as Spina Bifida. It basically means that I’m paralyzed
I sit at a local lounge, eyeing the bartender who hums and sings off-key as he cleans. Closing time is near, but he seems in no hurry to end his night.His eyes boggle. I turn to watch the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen strut through the door. Blonde hair drapes down her front, perfectly framing
My husband Thomas and I, Ute, had spoken to each other after the ‘accident’ with a brother’s girlfriend. (Please read “Catalyst”). We agreed that we wanted to experience this again, to try sex as a threesome, and also with a man, instead of another woman. I had always liked it a bit more intense, and
She was on her knees.Her head down on the pillow.Her hands bound in front of her.She was attached to the headboard.Semi-clothed.Her blouse torn open and shredded.Her bra unclasped and dangling underneath her.Attached to each of her nipples were clamps.The clamps were connected by a thin metal chain.Her tits ached.Her skirt was hiked up around her
This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are over 18 years of age.Sara walked into her room after her beach run and as she put her things down on the desk turning towards her bed, she noticed her Penn State hat. Sara was standing there speechless but definitely not thoughtless.Was this a message?
Just a little make-believe-fantasy I hope you enjoy!Helen is behind the bar, pouring draft beers and a white wine, for customers sitting at one of the booths.After delivering the drinks and returning to the bar, she watches the three men competing for the young womans attention. One of the men must have said something funny
Step Sister Corruption Part 251 – Day 130 Ginger Claus————————————–Sarah aka GingerIt twas the night before Christmas when all thro’ the house. All the blessed souls were sound asleep on the couch. All was quiet…..except the pitter patter of cum leaking out of my pussy.I tip toed around the living room smiling at my sleeping
“I’ll do anything; just give me the answers to the quiz. Tom! Please?”I was desperate. I hadn’t studied for this damned quiz. I completely forgot it was today and history wasn’t my forte.I had heard through the grapevine that the guy to talk to in a desperate case like mine was Thomas G. Caine, an
It was Saturday morning and a friend and I went to the club to sunbathe by the pool. I’ve never been a big fan of the sun, so it took a lot for her to convince me to go, but I finally agreed to go with her. We were lying in the pool area in