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MY FANTASY FOR REBEKA I never told Rebeka my fantasy. But that didn't stop me from creating story after story in my head. Sometimes I thought there must be something wrong with me to get off on imagining my girlfriend rooting another man. But it wasn't just that, I imagined my girlfriend doing all sorts of crazy things with a man who was, well, carrying alot more in the pants than I did. I didn't know why, but the sight of my girlfriend stroking a huge dick turned me on Extremely. Rebeka was of Serbian descent, she was a curvaceous, deeply tanned beauty with well-formed tits, and most importantly, a nice round butt. Sometimes all she had to do to get her way with him was to merely flash that round ass in front of my face and I would cave in. She teased me, saying that I'd never ever get to fulfill my fantasy of fucking her in the ass. I didn't know why I wasn't allowed to, but I expected it had something to do with her teasing, she liked the idea of d...

Shame: Part 2 copyright 2001 by Stormbringer Storm_bringer1@webtv.net I got to shoot Shame's gun today. He took me to the furthest corner of our property so that pa wouldn't hear the gunshots. It made me feel ten feet tall to shoot such a powerful weapon. I was awkward, but in Shame's hands, it was an extension of his body. Afterwards, Shame ruffled my hair and we rode back to the house. Shame's presence made me feel safe, safer then I did with pa. Bodie's men definitely left us alone whenever Shame was around. "Run along now boy, I got work to do," said Shame mussing my hair with his big hand. "Aw, alright," I said kicking the dirt as I handed him back the revolver. Reluctantly, I began the long walk back home. I passed my sister on the way. She was in one of her moods and ignored me. ******************** Shame looked up at the hot sun and grinned. It was bath time. He hopped on his horse and galloped along the edge of the prop...

"Obscure," Part 6 (MmF, wimp husband) by c.w. cobblestone Saturday afternoon - garage-cleaning day. I was on my hands and knees scrubbing the clammy concrete floor when Natalie hollered for me to come into the house. I wiped my hands and rushed in to see what she wanted. I found my wife sitting in the breakfast nook with her best friend, Laura. "Yes, honey?" I asked her as I humbly approached them. Natalie crinkled up her nose and turned to Laura. "I hate it when he calls me 'honey.'" Without warning, my wife whipped around toward me and cocked her palm back back as if she were going to slap me. I instinctively cringed, but the blow never came. Laura busted out giggling. Natalie let her hand dangle in the air while I cowered before her. She looked at her friend and shook her head. "Pathetic." Natalie peered over the brim of her glass at me, her eyes a study in mischeif. With great dramatics, she loudly sipped the last of her drink. ...

Last night, I shaved my wife's pussy. I did this because our neighbor had instructed her to tell me to do so. My wife, Sue, and I had become bored with our sex life after twenty plus years of marriage. We decided she would have an affair with Jerry, our neighbor, and tell me everything that he did to her, and with her. It all began very well. He had her suck his cock and he came all over her face and told her to leave it on till I returned from work to see what he had done. He also bit her chest and administered numerous hickies and had her show them to me. I know now that he was testing me to see if I could actually endure my sweet wife being fucked by another man. He even had Sue blow another neighbor, Charlie, whom I disliked a great deal. Sue had been rather innocent before all this started. I had been the only man to use her sweet pussy, but that was destined to change. I was anxious to get home and find out what Sue had done while I was at work. I came through the door and...

CHAPTER ONE: BACKGROUND My name is Lisa. I am a true black cock slut, and thought that your site might be the perfect place to tell my story. I was born in 1983 and grew up in a small town with a family that had a lot off issues. There is a million stories I could tell you from my childhood and if you knew some off them than maybe the rest off my life would make sense, but to me my old life ended in 2003 when I met and almost immediately married Clyde. The first 2 years of our marriage was better than I could have ever dreamed about. Clyde was loving, caring and sweet, and I rarely questioned anything with him. Truth be told, I wasn?t very experienced when it come to sex and guys at the time, so that wasn?t really a problem either. One night we saw a movie together on the couch where a couple revealed there darkest secrets and fantasies and the other tried to live them out in order to bring them closer together. After that movie we ended up talking about just that. Our deep...

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