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Brought Smile To My Bengali Mom 8217 s Face 8211 Part 2

After an hour, Sahil came to our flat. He was carrying a bag of apples, ice cream, and juices. He was wearing nice black and red coloured tracks. A full sleeve blue t-shirt, black sports Nike shoes, and a watch on his left hand. As he came inside mom hugged him. He kissed mom’s forehead and handed over the bag. Mom was wearing a white legging and a red kurta without a bra. Her hair was just tied up with a black band. She was wearing her sindoor proudly. She was not having any makeup except her...

Brought Smile To My Bengali Mom 8217 s Face 8211 Part 1

Hi friends, I am back again with another story of my mom Sumona. First of all, thank you girls and boys who messaged me after reading my previous story. All your compliments and feedbacks were really heart-wrenching and honestly, this inspires a writer to write more. Those of you who haven’t read my previous, you can So, here I’m back again with the second part of my story about my mom. The best part of the compliments was that everyone knew that it was a fictional story and...

Through the Mirror A Father Son Adventure

Through the Mirror: A Father Son Story Author's Note: Been a while and this came to me, at least the idea. We'll see where it leads Tim sat at his desk, his history book open, pen poised above the paper as he scanned the page looking for the answer to the questions listed. He wasn't a fan of eighth grade history, didn't really understand what difference it made if he knew who did what when. "Hey, son." His father stuck his head in the door. "I need to run a quick errand, about an...

Through the Mirror

Through the Mirror Author's Note: A foray into magical transformation. Meteor Strike wasn't really magical so this is a first attempt. Rarely do I start and finish a story on the same day. I hope this one satisfies. Martin Christi woke up Saturday morning. He took a deep breath and tried to let the previous week of stress and turmoil go away. Today he had time for himself. He extracted himself from the bed and as he stood up his nightgown dropped down into place. He strolled to the...

Through the Gate

Through the Gate By Morpheus Donovan Parks stood amid the clutter of his garage and smiled proudly. Though boxes of old clothing and items that belonged in a long needed garage sale were scattered about in no particular fashion, it was the jumble of metal, wire, cables and computer components that was in the back of the garage that took his full attention. At first glance, the jumble looked much like the rest of the families discarded junk that filled the garage, though in truth,...

THROUGH THE BLACK DOOR OF EVIL CHAPTER 1

This newly posted story has some old attributes "but" is there a whole new beginning about to occur? Read carefully and see:: Nothing had changed much since Little Momma's summoned Satanic Beast fucking. Our life together was pretty much as always though I could tell after that fucking she got in that evil room she sure as hell didn't want much more sex or even fooled with for some time afterwards. Now sure we continued to have our wild parties as had in the past though I guarantee you...

Through the Window Again

I had the whole story written up and wanted to post it all at once, but unfortunately, people do not like long stories, as I have found out with previous stories. So I am posting this story in separate parts, sorry for the wait. *** How had I been so stupid. There had been so many countless indicators, her smaller size, her scared eyes, her different scent and taste, her shaved pubs, her tight pussy, hell even the orientation and feel of the room had been off. It was not Desma I had raped in...

Through the Window

I don’t know what made me look up that first night. I never had before. Every night at exactly seven-thirty I walked the same streets, music in my ears, eyes fixed straight ahead. Maybe it was a flash of movement. Maybe a subconscious tug of my attention. But I did look, glancing right at the house I was passing. It was a cute little brownstone, not much different than the others along this street packed in like anchovies. The curtains were thrown open, and I could see what looked like a living...

Through the looking glass

Introduction: This story was written for the fourth calling all writer competition. Through the looking glass ALICES daddy didnt notice her sleeping in the back of the home theater room when he entered. Assuming that she had gone shopping with her mother that evening. He selected a porn DVD to watch. Plopping down on the couch and getting himself ready for a really goood wanking. Alice had fallen asleep watching cartoons after dinner. Her dreaming was interrupted by the sound of people in...

Through The Window

Manoeuvring the ladders past the garage and down to the garden at the back of the house, I thought I saw movement in the bedroom window. I stepped back but didn’t see anything. I was certain I saw someone near the bedroom door but maybe it was just shadows. It’s a single story home and I only needed the ladders to clean the window of the bedroom from the lower garden. I continued down the steps and placed the ladders in position under the window. After setting the ladders, I climbed up to clean...

Through The Window

Manoeuvring the ladders past the garage and down to the garden at the back of the house, I thought I saw movement in the bedroom window. I stepped back but didn’t see anything. I was certain I saw someone near the bedroom door but maybe it was just shadows.It’s a single story home and I only needed the ladders to clean the window of the bedroom from the lower garden. I continued down the steps and placed the ladders in position under the window.After setting the ladders, I climbed up to clean...

Through Night to Light

THROUGH NIGHT TO LIGHT (Part 1) By Sailor 861 Isabel Metcalfe felt older than 35 as she drove her 1974 Austin MiniMinor home that cool, summer night years ago on the Scottish west coast.She was a free woman but a single, mysterious event during that driveinto the countryside in June 1975 changed all that. Today, 28years later, she has lived with chained ankles every day, coming and goingin public and private with confidence and the illusion that long dressesafford her quirky love for steel...

Through the Woods

Scott was scrawling away when the bell on the cafe door jangled. He was surprised to see the girl from the stationery shop step in. She scanned the room as her eyes adjusted from the summer brightness outside. The moment she saw him, her face lit up and she strode to his table.“Eager to get started, huh?” She hovered, clasping her forearms. “I love a man who gets straight to things.”“Uh, yes, miss. Just ducked in here to get out of the heat and get the hang of this pen.”Scott rose and offered...

THROUGH THE BLACK DOOR OF EVIL A NEW SACRIFICE

THROUGH THE BLACK DOOR OF EVIL:: CHAPTER 2 The 1st chapter has just ended with Little Momma just having gotten another potion injection right on each side of her cunt lips at the joining of the mound. She lay there writhing and twisting and churning with hot fire this one gave her even more of and caused her pussy as before to flower out and stretch open loosening to take what soon was to come for her. All the while our new "Guest" had...

Through My Eyes AgainChapter 20

September 1964 – August 1970 I spent some of my Premium Bond money on proper framing. Lili’s pencil and crayon portrait of Col then adorned my bedroom wall along with the FDJ poster. I often found myself sitting on my bed, looking into her eyes. The feeling that it had been something I had done that had resulted in their betrayal to Oberstleutnant Schmidt grew in me. I sat there, sifting my memories of our time in East Germany trying to identify my mistake. At times, Col’s eyes seemed to...

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