Suzanne checked her hair one last time. She had a few butterflies in her stomach, but mostly was just jittery with anticipation. It wasn’t unusual for her to be a hair nervous before performing, but this wasn’t her customary bellydance, nor the usual crowd before which she’d be dancing.This was her brother’s eighteenth birthday party.Well
Our story continues:Kimber looks at the desk. his desk. Daddy’s desk. She runs a finger across a small section of the dust covered blotter, imaging her sister right here with him, doing nasty things with him.”But now Emm’s journal has me seeing things differently.” she adds to her thought.”Emily.” she sighs and states in a
The weekend passed with a lack of event that characterized the good life Abigail had built for herself, with the aid of her loving parents. On Saturday, she went for a swim, and as if on cue, her dad started mowing the back lawn, where the two of them were in full view of each
A long time coming, for which I offer apologies, this fourth chapter completes The Sick Day series. New readers may wish to check out the earlier stories, all of which are no more than a page in length for characterisation and plot.*What a difference a good night’s sleep can make. George Foley awoke the following
(In the Year of Our Lord 1880, London’s streets were ablaze with passion and desire.)Charlotte, the middle sister, had fallen for a dashing young soldier who had swept her off her feet and taken her away to his estate in the countryside.But Emily was different. She had always felt like the odd one out, the
This is a follow up to The Nervouse Game (sorry about the misspelling in the original title). You should probably read part 1 first if you haven’t already. Otherwise, enjoy ;-). It had been almost a week since Alanna and I had hooked up in her basement, and all I could think about was how
“Sir! We caught one of them!””Did you now? Which one?””This one. She’s the virgin daughter of their leader!”The general scratched his beard, impressed by his subordinate. He lifted himself off of his chair and walked towards their hostage. She sat silently on her knees in front of him, naked and wrists bound by cuffs, refusing
Not Quite A White Knight Volume 5By LolaPaul49Part D Chapters 28 – 33 – EndContinues From Vol. 5C(Note: this Volume is nominated in “Group Sex,” as that is the prominent theme. However, in chapter 30 three mutually antagonistic principals leave on a helicopter ride, but only one returns to the mainland. Still, there is sex
SUNDAY While me and Diem were kissing madly. Gabby had Gotten out of the water and was coming up behind me and ripped my shorts down. And Pushed me and Diem into the pool. When I got up for air Gabby was there smiling at us and said “One more time.”She preceded to squat down
A married couple have trouble connecting Barry and Millie’s sex life had waned but suddenly she was begging for sex. What was her reason? Was she cheating on him? Had that raised her interest again? The answer was not what he expected. Barry arrived home after work on Monday to find Millie again in a
Cinema_(1) by inpregnator True Story Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: any were Posted Wed 1st of January 2014 Font size : – + sex in cinema I was lucky to be young in the 70,s to enjoy sex cinemas.i was 25 my wife was 34 married and divorced with 3 kids by difrent
All characters are 18 and older.Part 3 Total control of my mom and sistersAuthor’s note:This chapter contains: mind control, incest, brother/sister, submissive females, dominate male, exhibition, mother/daughters, mother/son, pee, watersport, piss drinking, pee on, blowjob, cum swallowing, mind break, female student, lactation, squirting.Sorry for the delay for part 3. Life just got busy and ran
It took Becky about 45 minutes to exit the bathroom. Fortunately, she had managed to get the bathroom cleaned up, but her hair and clothes were all drenched in the mystery woman’s urine and there was nothing she could do about it.Becky felt excited and dirty and worried and vulnerable. She had never been sexual
This is a true story of my time with one of my wife’s friends. I have changed the names for the reasons you would think. It takes place in the year 2011. She is 66, about 5’2″ maybe shorter, about 105 soaking wet. She was a bleach blonde hair with tiny tits, which i love.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, events, and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are over the age of 18.So as a change of pace, I’ve decided to attempt a pure stroke story. And
The next week passed without anything odd happening. Mary was Mary, Brandi was Brandi, and I confess that Mary’s roleplaying games had me conscious of Brandi’s traits more and more. While Mary’s ass was bouncy and firm, Brandi’s was wide and a bit saggy and I couldn’t help but stare it as she walked, wondering
Hi. My name is Cindy and I’m a cum slut. Chapter 3 — Dorm LifeYou know what’s weird? When you go from being a senior in high school—totally chill, biggest fish in the pond, wise and sophisticated—to being a freshman in college—totally lost, insecure, minnow in a big, strange ocean. People treat you like you’re
Since I turned 18 I have experienced many changes in my life. My dad is not around much anymore since he spends most of the time in Europe, and I think he has a family there. I have always thought my mom was the most beautiful woman in the world, and she is quite attractive
Carter dropped Luke off at home just after sunset. They hadn’t talked much on the drive home from Helen’s. Both were physically exhausted. Luke was lost in his private thoughts, leaving Carter to wonder if they both had the same thing on their minds. He hesitated to broach the sensitive subject of mother-fucking.Helen had to
Relax woman!Just take it easy, concentrate on your breathing, steady, in out, in out, don’t think of time there’s only now, this is intense, it will get more intense but for now there’s only now.I breathe in deeply, careful to keep my body still and explore the sensations of my body, it’s odd how being