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This is a fictional story, but the characters are real people. In this story, Melinda is my next door neighbor. In reality, Melinda is a young woman who writes and reads stories on xnxx. So, the events of this story are fictional, but the story is written for and about a real person, Melinda. My name is Ray, I'm a man in my early 40's and my wife Ann is a sexy woman. Ann is 5'8” tall, 130 lbs., brown hair, blues eyes, small perky breasts and she has an ass to die for. Ann and I have been married for...

She starts to rock back and forth, and then slowly slides up and down quickly; giving me this most incredible feeling I have ever felt while fucking! I take her nipple in my mouth and savour the hardness and saltiness together, what a taste, I moan loudly wanting more and more with each stroke she makes on m y cock! I feel the familiar tingling in my balls and know I will not last much longer, I whisper, please slow down, not yet she lowers herself all the way down and lifts my lips to hers and kisses me hard...

My pen-name is Rachael Wright, and I love sexual fantasies. I began enjoying them when I was teen, and I married a man who learned to enjoy them with me. Eventually I started jotting down the ideas so that I could put a favorite fantasy aside for awhile, knowing that I’d be able to come back to it again later. Then my cousin (pen-name Anne Wright) wrote a sex-advice book that included an explanation of why sexual fantasy isn’t the same thing as lust. I got involved in that book by proof-reading and making suggestions, and to my surprise, Anne decided...

This is not my story, however, the author is completely unknown. I found it in The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive By Simon bar Sinister. I may continue the story if it is ended, if the author doesn't mind. The Amplifier by Anonymous-002 1993 Jerry Gilman yawned and wiped his face with a towel. He stared blearily at his watch. Slowly, his eyes focused on the face. 2:30 A.M. He carefully put down the solderingJerry Gilman yawned and wiped his face with a towel. He stared blearily at his watch. Slowly, his eyes focused on the face. 2:30 A.M. He carefully put down the...

Captive Co-eds and Librarians First of all, thank you so much for reading my stories and giving them such high marks. I am so gratified to have you like my work. It might help to understand this story if you have already read my other stories—all dealing with human trafficking. If you enjoy these stories, please give me high marks. I’m new at this kind of thing, but I would love for you to leave comments of what you would like to read and how I can improve my writing. I’m just a lonely girl with big natural boobs, who fantasizes...

Her mother had sent her to Deans house a block away from home to pay the rent for her mother's new shop. Kate rang the oval shaped door bell and waited for the shop owner to answer the door as she double checked the address that her mother had texted her. The door swung open and there stood a man with Hazel brown eyes and a clean shaven handsome face. He was tall muscular and dressed in an grey business suit. He looked powerful. Kate was taken a back by this good looks and it took her a moment to compose...

Chapter 35 BITCH STORIES - KATY Katy had been kicked out of her home when Alistair made her confess to her very Christian parents that she was both pregnant and a lesbian. Since then she had moved into his place, under his degrading conditions - at his house, she was not allowed to wear clothes, stand upright, or make any sound other than a cow-like mooo. At nights, she worked as a prostitute at the Pretty Titty alongside Alistair's other fuckpets. She may have been kicked out of home, but Alistair didn't intend that to be the end of Katy's humiliation...

“Darby, I can’t say I’m proud of what yall did.” “I’m sorry, sir” “Darby?” “Yes...sir?” The girl gulped. “The lord forgives, and as do I” “Thank you, sir, this time I promise I-” “Hold on now, I don’t remember saying I was going to forgive yall. You failed Darby. I don’t accept failure. You lost, and in my mind, losers ain’t worth the salvaging.” “Sir, please, please, I know I can-” “Now, Darby, we all know you can, but why couldn’t yall?” The elderly reverend asked, “Let me get you a drink.” Roy Greene walked from his desk and over to...

A common day in Wisconsin, snow lightly covered the ground and the roads were slick with ice. In front of a average looking house on a normal looking street lived a 19 year old boy who lived a generally normal life except for the fact he dabbled in the occult. It’s not that he didn’t believe in god, he just believed that there were demons. Demons that could be controlled with the right spell and incantation. Dalton, for that was the kids name, thought he had finally found the right book, the cover was bound in what appeared leather (not sure...

It was another bright spring day as James and Bayonetta made their way up the long walkway to Jeanne’s estate. The compound was well fortified with a chain link fence, a brick wall, a guard station and several guard dogs. James couldn’t help but feel intimidated as they approached the gate in Bayonetta’s GTO, but the guards had waved them through as soon as they spotted her in the driver’s seat. The warm sun and the smell of freshly cut grass greeted them as they made their way up to what could only be called a mansion. It was a huge...