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Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 My name is Laura. I’m 5’3″, light skinned and blonde, lean with muscle definition. I am married to a white man named James but also have a secret latin lover named Ramoñ. Ramoñ loves when I behave like a whore. He eggs it on and wants to hear about all the sexual adventures I have, far from my husband’s eyes. Every time I mess around with other men, I send him pictures, video, or audio while I’m doing it, to drive his imagination wild. And then I write the story for him so he knows every detail…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 This is the fourth chapter about a couple’s adventures while vacationing in Denmark. The locations exist but the characters are fictional. Each chapter stands on its own though is best read in the order written. In this chapter, Paul meets two women who invite him to their summer home for an evening. It takes a while for the action to heat up. But bear with me as I sow seeds to thicken the plot for this chapter and those that will follow. If you are a man reading this, please pass this story on to your wife,…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Maggie walked through the busy mall, one hand on the purse strap at her shoulder, the other jammed in the pocket of her brown suede jacket. She kept her steps slow, refusing to hurry. If she hurried, she’d probably turn around and run. This was not something she had really planned on. It had just happened. As she neared the restaurant at the end of the mall, Maggie slowed her steps to a crawl. She and James had once had a professional relationship, but it had recently turned into just a bit more than friends. They had…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 “Michael?” Michael Williams hadn’t expected to hear his name on that particular beach, on that particular day. He had just gotten settled on his towel with a book, while it was also clear he was watching everything that was happening on the beach. He turned to look at whomever it was coming up behind him. A young woman carrying a large bag, and wearing a small backpack, while holding the hand of a young girl, was standing right beside him. “Sarah, what a surprise! How are you?” “I’m doing really well. Summer vacation means just as much…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Samantha Gravel crunched under her car’s tires as Samantha turned off the highway and down a long, wooded, private-drive. She was equal parts excited and anxious as made her way forward wearing only a green sundress and a pair of tennis shoes. Her nipples poking visibly through the material as cool air poured from the air conditioning vents. She had a bra in her bag beside her she could slide on under her dress, if she had to stop anywhere other than her present destination. A quarter mile down the drive, there was a gravel loop so…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 This story is an afterthought to the main quadrilogy and was inspired by a combination of real-life events and a clip from Porn Hub. The stylistic change from past to present tense, with the clipped sentence structure, was inspired by Literotica author Spoonbender’s story “Hot Tub Virgin”. The idea of being to write a real-time sex scene. * “Time to go!” says Tabitha. Indeed, there are less than ten minutes before the scheduled departure. We sheepishly exit the toilet block, expecting to be busted but the mass of people milling around the coach, loading luggage and boarding,…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 AVENGING DAD Chapter 1 This story contains elements of incest, humiliation, BDSM, cuckolding and other overt sexual activities. If any of this offends you, please read no further. All characters are aged over 18 and are solely the product of my fevered imagination, based on an original idea from Gunter99, for which, very many thanks. The characters have no relationship to anybody in real life, alive or dead. I would like to take this opportunity to again to thank Hatsuda for his editing expertise and support. Enjoy* My name is Bryce Pelham. I am a 21 year…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 *** Author’s Note – This story has 8 parts which I am releasing as I finish editing them. For the best experience, please read them in sequence or you may not be able to follow the story properly. Although this is a work of fiction, it is based on real characters and events. All names and locations are fictitious. To check on the status of the next part, please see my profile. Thank you. **** ***** A Fresh Start Eva – The Next Morning Slowly waking from my dream, I felt a heaviness on my chest and…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 We cannot alter what happened in the past, but it was New Year 2000 and I was thinking of this New Year as a fresh start. For some reason whilst I was making coffee and toast for my breakfast, I was thinking about where I was five years ago, it was when I shared flat with one other girl in Southampton over looking the Solent. If I could go back in time, I knew who I would want to share that flat with now……… The year is 1995, in spring, on a sunny Saturday morning, I was…