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…End of the part1. To be […]

Dear Phantasies,
Since you published my letter about how Shauna and I first met, I
thought you might be interested in hearing about one of our recent
adventures. Although sex between us is always great, we’ve recently had
an experience that we think is worth sharing with your readers.
For those who missed […]

seeming to love the attention and the dirty and nasty lewd comments that
filled the room.
One of the women who had come into the garage clad only in a small
pair of panties was sucking on a bottle of wine, and when she had emptied
it, she moved […]

felt my stomach flip and wanted to throw up, but I fought it down, afraid
I’d kill myself getting sick while gagged.
In a very short time, Bronk shot his load up Amanda’s ass and another
biker immediately took his place, smearing more oil on her naked tits and
[…]

cocks, while others plowed into her cunt.
Amanda was never a passive participant. Whenever one of the men would
withdraw his spent cock from her mouth, the begging would begin all over
again until another dick had replaced it. She began begging to be untied
so that […]

Several years ago, before I had my drinking “problem,” I had the
perfect life. I was educated, employed, financially secure - and best of
all - married to a wonderful woman. We had a pretty little house in the
suburbs, and we both taught at a very […]

him off by hand.
“Come all over me. Keep going. Oh, yes. Yes.”
Her boyfriend, Reid, wanking himself beside her
suddenly yelled out. His smaller dick splashed jism
across her chest. Still working […]

erection growing. He glanced down, noting it was obvious.
“Things like what,” she asked, parting her legs some.
Mr. Walsh took the cue, pushing in. “Things with her
mouth.”
[…]

The three were good friends, as good as friends could be. Jane and
Rita had met in the sixth grade. Ben, he had always seemed to be there,
like a brother or a cousin. He lived in a house up on the hill, the two
girls […]

distant oak forests and broad color-rich skies. A wide glossy desk sat poised
beneath the darkening panes, cluttered uncharacteristically, I thought, with a
dozen strewn volumes, piled open in a chaotic array. The east and west walls
climbed some thirty feet high with overfilled bookshelves, majestic old leather
bound tomes near piles […]