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There will be 4 or 5 parts to this story. Part #1 & #2 are with my husband. Parts #3 & #4 are on a weekend with one of my black boyfriends. The rest will be with a black man that I left my husband for. We lived together for 29 months before I went
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When we got a new wrestling coach everyone loved him. I didn’t know that to think of him. He always stared at me naked in the locker room. I was the hairiest and had the biggest balls in the locker room. I didn’t have the biggest dick because my best friend, Vince, was the biggest
Cuckoo Pt. 01
I was driving into town to pick up some groceries when I pulled up the the traffic lights. The lights turned red, and as I rolled to a stop there was a girl waiting to cross the road — slim, sporty build, ripped jeans, a blank band t-shirt for a band I didn’t know and
It was More Than a Trivial Pursuit
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Transformation to a Faun Ch. 07
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The soft lull of dusk fell upon the quiet neighbourhood of Little Rockshire, the pleasurably warm slowness of a summer’s night descending upon the residents, compelling them to yawn contentedly in their cushy armchairs, possibly remarking upon their wonderful progeny, or pondering retiring to their soft beds. Mr. Bowdoinham strolled along Brown Street, gazing upon
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This is our first story, it has been edited. Please be kind. I pick you up for a night out….. You get in the car, wearing a nice long coat. We drive towards the restaurant and you open your coat to show you’re wearing only a corset that has a shelf top and stockings. You
Holiday Hikers
“Shorts? In this weather? I don’t think they’re our kids at all!” Mom joked.We didn’t drink last night. We didn’t even stay up long enough to ring in the new year. Not when we had to be up so early the next morning. It was our traditional new year’s day woodland hike. I was beginning
Taking My Princess’ Cherry
Nick was nervous – he had fantasised about this day for a long time – he was sure it was many men’s fantasies and this wasn’t something he had ever imagined he would have the chance to do. He had met Nat, his gorgeous eighteen-year-old princess, a few weeks ago and they had chatted. At
Call Girl Ch. 02
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Work Wife to Vegas Wife Pt. 02
Carl’s head was spinning! He had just read a note from his wife giving him permission to live out his fantasy of having sex with his work wife and her friend. And from the 2 sets of bare breasts staring him in the face it was apparent that they were totally onboard with the fantasy
Mandy's Night Out
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Enraptured, Encaptured
He has neat black hair, the cut is shaved perfectly at the sides, with a hint of pomade at the thicker hair on top. A hint of a gangster. Old school. A bad boy in a good suit. A businessman, so he says. Shrewd blue eyes and a sudden smile. As he removes his blue
Train Ride
Thankfully she sank into her seat, almost immediately closing her eyes, blocking out the vision of the train, the few passengers; a mother and small son, one or two generic business men, the punk, and some teenage kids. She normally took an earlier train, always packed with the after-work commuters. But tonight she had had