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I catch my wife with my brother’s dog. Angry at first I begin to understand the attraction. After Horas had again serviced Cathy and then I had my turn we headed for the shower. Cathy was so wired and she clung to me kissed and thanked me. I could tell she really did enjoy Horas. I could see why. He was all brute force, a big thick cock and a tongue well practiced. Brian and Leena had obviously trained him well. I was very thankful that Leena hadn’t told my brother that Cathy was also one of Horas’ bitches. I would...

Part 4: Me and Mr. Bill! The Old Strip Club Bill gathered up my outfit and helped me up. "I think a nice warm shower and another energy drink is in order for you." He said as he guided me on my still shaky legs to the back of the truck. There he punched a code into the door which opened the back of truck and we entered the living area. As I was removing my boots and panties, Bill turned on the shower for me. "My, those boys worked you over good, didn't they?" "They sure did. That was a...

Carthalo stroked her cheek, feeling her smooth, cold skin and brushing the jet black hair out of her eyes. "Lydia," he said, his gravelly voice brought to a whisper in her ear "relax. This is not another burden for you to bear." he unclasped her shirt and she shuddered slightly at the touch. "This is not a command from your Thane." his strong hands picked her up by the waist and he carried her to the bed. The floorboards creaked as he carried her up the stairs of Breezehome. He laid her down on the bed gently and began to kiss...

This a fictional story about becoming President of our country. It sort of parallels our history and time line. Chapter one is about developing the main character Some background information on me before I get too far into the story. My name is Stewart Thomas Whitteman. I go by my middle name, and everyone calls me Tom. I hate the name Stewart. It was my mother’s favorite uncle’s name. I was born on May 5, 1955. I am 6' 2" tall, weight 210 pounds, have brown hair and eyes. I work out regularly, keeping myself in good shape. I lived in...

Introduction My name is Will Chapman. I’m a 19-year-old college student, 5’8” and 160 lbs with short brown hair and dark brown eyes. I have always had trouble with girls my own age. It wasn’t that I was not good looking; it was because, despite being 19, I looked like I was 14. Whenever I went out with my friends, people we would meet often asked if I was someone’s little brother. Girls would always say that I was “cute” which would drive me absolutely insane. Needless to say I had trouble meeting my sexual needs. I was going to a...