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I might be the luckiest man on the planet. I was born an only child to a family of great wealth, I have all the things money can buy, and the most beautiful wife in the world who I love, worship and adore with all my heart and soul. She is literally a beauty queen who won competitions in one of the largest states in America for her statuesque, fit but voluptuous body, cascading golden hair, and a face that could launch a thousand ships. My wife would never have noticed me, as I am hardly a specimen of masculinity, except that I was persistent in my pursuit of her, which consisted of constantly showering her with gifts, a Ferrari, a thoroughbred horse, diamonds and rubies, and use of my private jet to go on …

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An Unexpected Threesome

Around five p.m. one evening my cellphone rang, I looked and saw it was my wife. I picked up and said, “Hey Honey, what’s up?” “Hey Babe, I’m really sorry, but I won’t be home tonight. We’ve got a really big deadline and we’re going to be pulling an all-nighter,” she replied. I told her it was okay, we told each I love you and I hung up. I knew there was no deadline at work, that she was actually going to be spending the night in a hotel with her boss. They had been having an affair for over a year now. She thought that I didn’t know but she had been leaving clues that only a fool wouldn’t find. But fair is fair, I started having an affair with a co-worker of mine …

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Ghost Girl Chronicles- Chapter 1 The Meeting

I walk into the Moore’s Town library and look around. I scrunch my nose when the smell of old books assaults my most sensitive sense. I get a chill across my legs and try to pull them down a bit to cover more of me. I knew I should have worn pants instead of cargo shorts. My track jacket keeps my upper half warm as I search for the fiction section. I find the fiction aisle and walk over to it. The expansive library looms over my head into a domed ceiling. It’d be awe-inspiring if it weren’t derelict. I guess being abandoned for years takes its toll on even the grandest of structures. I run my gloved finger over the dusty books and find what I am looking for. I walk to an old …

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Falling In Love With Kyle- Chapter 2

His lips against mine, kissing me deep and slow as I straddle his waist, gently grinding against him. He pulls back and his lips brush along my jawline, moving down my neck. His breath against my neck and in my ear, as he whispers I want you. He bites my earlobe, gently, sending chills down my spine. His hands are roaming all over my body, one on my lower back and the other unhooking my bra. I can feel him smiling against my neck as he trails kisses towards my chest. In one smooth movement, I’m under him, his warm body pressed against my skin, feeling the layer of sweat breaking out on both of our bodies. My bra is off and he tosses it off the bed. He moves my long hair from my …

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College Days Ch. 04_(0)

Note to readers: Not a lot of sexual stuff in this one, still building the relationships a bit, so if you’re looking for the big bang, you’ll have to wait for the next chapter… Chapter 4. When I woke up I was lying on my side and looking straight at Jennifer. She’d already been awake and was stroking my hair, grinning. I grinned back. “Well that was nice,” She said quietly, looking into my eyes. I didn’t have a response, I still had butterflies in my stomach and was having a bit of trouble with the idea that it had all really happened. I moved my hand under the covers and felt the smooth skin along the side of her abdomen, then stroked up her back. Jen leaned closer into me and kissed me, then …

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Boy Scouts Part 1

I couldn’t believe that I was actually going to a stupid camp with a bunch of fifth graders. Whiny little kids who probably didn’t even know what a tent was. I had been in girl guides for eight years, since I was nine years old. Don’t get me wrong, I love camping, and hiking, and all that kind of stuff. It was basically what ran through my veins instead of blood. But I usually did it with girls my own age, people I could talk to and have a lot of fun with. Now that I was seventeen I wanted to be able to go out on my own, not with some group that just needed an extra person to go. The only reason I agreed to go in the first place was because my …

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Emma at the Beach

Emma at the Beach Finally, junior year was over and summer had arrived. I was officially a senior now! I had so many plans for the summer. My friends and I already had tickets to a bunch of summer concerts. We planned on spending our days at the local amusement parks and beaches, and our nights partying at one house or another. It was going to be epic! Of course, none of this could start until after my family vacation. This year, two weeks in North Carolina on the Outer Banks. Basically, one long island consisting of beaches, rental homes, and wild horses. My brother was supposed to come with us, but then got a summer internship at his college, so now it was just me and my parents. Luckily my parents had some pity …

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OTK and the aftermath

OTK and Aftermath The A1 is a long and sometimes boring road in the rain at night, particularly where it runs through that part of England just to the south of Huntingdon and Rick felt his attention wandering dangerously. He turned off the heating, turned on the radio and opened the driver’s window. A mile or so up the road, and in that part of the country you can see for miles, the lights of a garage twinkled, and a couple of minutes later he pulled onto the forecourt. He had no need of petrol so he parked at the back and got out, stretched and strolled into the shop. It was one of those garages with a small supermarket inside and Rick spent some time trying to decide whether he needed a pork pie …

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A bad Day – part 4

A BAD DAY CONTINUES (Part 4) The last few weeks had been quiet. Lauren liked that. It made her life a paradise. When things at work were going well and Peter came home in a good mood, they would have some dinner, watch some television, maybe go upstairs and fool around a bit afterwards. On the weekend, they would shop and catch maybe a movie. It was peaceful and she loved it. Ruiz kept to herself most of the time. When she wasn’t doing house or yard work, she spent most of her time in her cage in the mud room. It was comfortable and familiar and besides there wasn’t much else to do. There was a half-door she used to let herself out when she needed to use the litter box, a small sink …

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Help wanted part 9 (last) and The Shower

The LAST chapter “Try not to move Cate.” “I’m sorry Doug.” “I’m sorry too. Thank god you’re not seriously hurt.” “My car is a write off.” “So I heard.” We drove in silence for a minute or two. “Do you want another Yaris or would you prefer a pick-up truck? A pick-up truck would make more sense, business-wise.” “Can it be black?” “No. Pink. Girly pink.” I said. “Fuck off.” I smiled. At least her spirit wasn’t broken. * The next day we drove to her parent’s house. She pointed to what she wanted packed up. It included synthesizers, keyboards, amps, speakers, a laptop and a whole lot of cable. All of that was going to go into the third bedroom. Her wardrobe was predictably almost all black. Most of her jewelry was that kooky …

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David’s Slave Farm: Alyse’s Training Part 2

Day 1: As soon as my eyes had drifted asleep, I was woken by a siren like alarm. Suddenly, all of the lights were turned on and the room was illuminated. I saw my surroundings for the first time. I was in a large barn, with about 30 other girls. All of the girls were on all fours, and had crawled to the front of their stalls. Some put their hands on the cage. I instinctively did the same. I looked again at some of the girls. They all seemed young, in their teens. They looked scared, but it seemed that they knew better than to cry out loud. They were all petite girls, most though with bigger boobs than mine. Their hair was all over the place, looking dirty and unkempt. Their skin similarly …

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Mistaken when drunk, pt. 2

It had been about a month since that wonderful night. The images burned in to my brain of my sister’s best friend Janelle sucking me and fucking me and the feeling of me cumming inside of her. I had used those memories to shoot many loads of cum since. Janelle had been over a few times since then also. Each time she tried her best to avoid me or at least not make eye contact. The biggest difference was she putting me down. Actually, she didn’t say much when I was around. My sister Diana also took a notice that Janelle was acting different also. I overheard them talking about how Janelle had broken up with Chris shortly after that night, and that was why she was acting the way she was. I think I …

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JAY’S MILF, PT.2

(Please give me votes, but also comments and constructive criticism too! – ENJOY!!!) If there was one thing Anna Panone hated, it was giving oral sex. Actually, Anna had grown up quite the prude, and while her husband had opened her to many new sexual experiences, holding one in her mouth, much less getting a mouth or throatfull, was NOT her cup of tea. She had heard that the roads to power took you to some unexpected places, but she never imagined this. Her husband was only her third real sex partner, besides a few one night stands in college, and Derek, the man that this damn-kid caught her with, was the first man she’d EVER done anything like that with. At first it seemed exciting, but Derek was a decade older than her and …

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Secret Lives of King Togo Island (Part 3)_(0)

Chapter 11 I hailed a cab and told the driver to take me to St. Martin street. From what I have read St. Martin Street is like a red light district. There is a lot of of causal bars there but also there are strip clubs and some brothels. After about a 5 mile cab ride I arrived at St. Martin Street and paid the driver and proceeded to walk down the street. I pulled out my phone and re-looked at the picture of Nicole. Nicole had brunette hair, a pretty face, and massive natural looking breast for her short frame. By my guess she had DD’s and was about 5 ft tall. She also had a nice ass to go with it. She wasn’t thin but not fat either. Her body resembled a slightly …

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A Road Trip with My Grand Daughter-Part II

I didn’t sleep well that night. My mind was in a constant battle with itself. One part of it basked in the excitement of my newly discovered attraction for my, soon to be, 14 year-old grand daughter and the other part was furious over what I had just allowed my desires to do to her. I got up from my bed in my motor coach, where only a short time ago, I had fondled or molested, depending on which part of my brain I was listening to, my grand daughter, my beautiful Kristy. I found a pair of boxers and wandered out to the living part of the coach. I fixed myself a cup of coffee and settled down to fight over my actions. There was a steady rain, not hard, but just enough to …

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Chicago, Chicago, That Toddlin’ Town

Chicago, Chicago, That Toddlin’ Town Chapter 1 Here I was, 33, single, and just recently transferred to Chicago. I was sent here to get this upstart IT company on its feet. We recently acquired it and they need me to make sure it got up and running, our way, and to make a profit. And now 3 years later, I’m loving my life. I’m Blake, and as I said, I am 33, single, 6’, 190 lbs, with short blond hair. I generally work out at least 3 times a week, so I am in good shape. I’ve been told I am good looking, and judging from the fact that I can land a date pretty easily, I guess that is true. I also was blessed with an above average cock. Almost 9 inches long, and …

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Billy Bob Chapter 5 (Helping a Psychologist)

This is the diary of Billy Bob McTavish, a teen boy, about he and his young girl cousin growing up, having a family and a wide variety of sexual adventures, some quite bizarre. It has ten chapters: (1) Becoming a Man; (2) Marriage; (3) House Guest; (4) Satisfying Our Guest; (5) Helping a Psychologist; (6) More Sex Therapy; (7) Mutual Therapy; (8) Our Daughter; (9) Our Daughter is 13; (10) Conclusion Billy Bob Chapter 5 (Helping a Psychologist) Rachel’s school was out soon thereafter and she left to join her folks in Israel. That left a void in our lives that we hastened to fill by rejoining the church youth group, Young Lives, or YL for short. We met every Friday night and Leah and I started becoming reacquainted with a number of old friends …

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Adventures of a Realty Diva 2

A week after Naomi had her hot orgy with Alex and Cristina she found herself showing a prospective buyer through the Sutton home. Alex and her mother were out having supper so that Naomi could show the home. Her client was Megan McAllister, a strikingly pretty young woman of about twenty who had inherited a fortune from her father. With sleek black hair, finely chiseled features, and huge blue eyes, Megan wore skin tight ragged jeans that outlined her pussy lips and a skimpy halter top that seemed barely capable of restraining her jiggling tits. She carried a denim bag slung casually over one shoulder. “This place could be beautiful with the right furniture,” the young heiress commented as the two walked down the long upstairs hallway. Megan poked her head into a carpeted and …

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The Conference

“Shoes?” “Yup.” “Camera?” “Got it.” “Flash drive?” “Shit. Thanks. Almost forgot it.” I rushed to the desk drawer and grabbed the flash drive with my PowerPoint on it. My wife and I had a tradition of this checklist run-through every time I traveled for a conference. It was created out of necessity because I never had my head on straight and would invariably call from the destination whining about forgetting one important thing or another. “How long are you going to be gone this time?” my wife asked. “I’ll be back in three days. It’s just a weekend conference. No big deal,” I assured her. I was a 3rd year in a doctoral statistics program, which meant much of my time was spent sweating over some presentation, or flying to a random conference to talk …

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The Life of John Smith Chapter 9

Chapter 9 What Went Wrong? Looking back on that Friday in my bedroom with Carol, after all these years, I do not know for sure what went wrong. I know that she enjoyed what I did to her. I have reviewed those events so many times they are seared in my mind. I kissed every inch of her from head to pussy. Once I arrived at her pussy, I found she was flowing with the sweetest female nectar I have ever tasted. I savored it as I lapped at everywhere my tongue could reach. I inserted two fingers into her moist opening, stroking the in and out. I attempted to give her as much pleasure as she could take. She loudly moaned out her pleasure. Most of her words of praise for my pussy eating …

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