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The Travel Vlogger Gretchen was already regretting her outfit choice. It was her signature look, something her followers expected from her. However, the Tokyo summer was not forgiving, and humidity did not go well with denim. Her snugly fit jeans were becoming uncomfortable, but she would have to endure, at least until after she'd found something to film. She wasn't even sure what precinct she was in. She had chosen it randomly at the station, looking for a new adventure to share with her subscribers. She must have been quite an image for the many locals walking past. Being slightly above...

NOTE: To aid in the visualization, I have pics of CutieMish(Michelle Lam) in my album My Fuckable Asian Fantasies. Michelle Lam is a 20 year-old girl of Asian descent, living in a small town just outside of London, England. Something that sets this 5'5, dark-haired, brown almond-eyed beauty with the perky yet sensually soft and squeezable B-cup breasts apart from others of her kind is the distinctly English accent in which she speaks. In her onscreen identity as the internet phenom CutieMish, she's charmed guys around the world and inspired uncountable fantasies within those same guys about the things they'd love...

A Foundation of Bones All of Lee’s men currently in Augusta stood in the entry hall of the mansion, scared out of their wits. Even the cops on his payroll had been brought in. All the estate guards had already had their wills broken, either through the injuries Dominion had inflicted on them, or the horrific nightmares he had trapped them in. For hours, they experienced tortures beyond de***********ion. Dominion had ripped out their souls and tossed them into a Hell of his own creation. Breaking bones, ripping flesh, pierced organs, burning tissue, they felt it all, despite their bodies showing...

In medieval Japan, in the province of Yedo, there lived a young samurai named Ukyo who pined day after day for the love of the handsomely beautiful Uneme. To Ukyo, Uneme was as perfect of a man as he had ever seen. He was young, like him, only sixteen at the most and had the longest sheet of shining black for hair. His face was smooth, free of cuts, blemishes, and as soft as cream which made him look far more youthful that he really was. When he would practice with Samanosuke, another young samurai, Ukyo would watch, as his small...

Hello! This is my most recent submission and is intended to be a stand alone story. Thank you to my many friends who have prompted me to write again. I get a rush out of the idea people are enjoying themselves when they read the stories I submit. English is my second language, but I am trying to do better with having others proof read and being more careful myself. Enjoy it and let me know what you think! Would You Like That Orgasm With Fries? When I was younger like a lot of people I had a job working in...

Liz and I married young, I was 21 and she was just 18, little more than c***dren really. Our parents didn't think it would last long but somehow we grew up and built a solid happy marriage together. I wish you could see the pictures of Liz in her wedding dress, she looked like a perfect china doll! She's 5ft 3 with dark brown hair and darker brown eyes, 110 lbs and has a curvy figure and gorgeous, perfectly shaped 34C breasts that sit well and high up on her chest. She has pretty little girl looks and even though she's...

I was a freshman in a big city high school in the ‘70s and wasn’t surprised when in my first semester I had swimming and for “public health reasons,” all of the boys would do it naked. I had been warned by my older brothers and coming from a family of nine kids, including sisters and a continually nursing mother, I wasn’t shy, or a stranger to the nude body. On the first day we were instructed that if we heard three short bursts of the whistle, we were to get out of the pool quickly, line up on the edge...

In this part I have changed my writhing style. PS I would love to know who your fave girl so please comment is. ‘Knock’ ‘Knock’ ‘Knock’ John woke with a start for an instant forgetting where he was. Then he heard it again. ‘Knock’ ‘Knock’ ‘Knock’ but this time it was accompanied by a sweet and salty voice, “room service”. It was Rose. John pulled the covers off of his head in time to see her opening the in her maid outfit with a tray of pancakes and syrup. Seeing that john was up Rose gave one of her tantalizing smiles...