Margot Stories

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Anal Summer Ch. 09

by erotica881988 on Sep 14, 2017
Anal

This story is a work of fiction even though parts of it were inspired by real-life incidents. Any similarity to real people, living or dead, is coincidental. All the characters are 18 years of age or older. Do not read this story if it is illegal to read about explicit sex where you live. Edited by H.S. ***** Friday, and the marathon was about to begin: O...

Stepping in the River, Twice Ch. 05

by sophist801 on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Jenny Speaks The beautiful and seductive Margo had been duped. Stan was an asshole above all other assholes and he used his position and people powers to sort-of seduce Margo. "Sort of" means Margo had clearly been predisposed to dropping her panties for almost anyone, which made her an easy mark for Stan. He did this by preying on that side of her that fea...

Getting Back

by rickoshay on Sep 13, 2017
First Time

CHAPTER ONE The radio alarm came on just after seven, waking Georgina with "All You Need is Love". She was alone in her bed. She sat up, flipped back the quilt and swung her feet to the floor. The front of her nightdress was a soppy face of a teddy bear. The colours were faded. She smoothed the thin cotton with both hands while she breathed in, pulling the...

The Road to EGOT Season 03 Pt. 10

by ManUnited1086 on Sep 18, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

"About time!" I heard the distorted voice as I slipped back into consciousness. I tried to move my head but stopped short once I felt the blistering pain. "Welcome back to the world." The voice continued to taunt me. I quickly realized I had been handcuffed to a very uncomfortable old chair. "Take your time." The voice continued as I gulped down a few large...

Charlie

by wallcleaver on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The clock on the bookcase chimed 3 just as I finished the last sip of the Scotch I was drinking. I took a moment to savor the last little bit of flavor, the 35 year old Glen Garioch was too good not to. Putting the latest offering from Tom Clancy on the table next to my chair, I got up to change. I placed the empty glass in the sink as I passed by, and then...

Yawning Abyss

by JimBob44 on Jul 15, 2020
Anal

*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned; there are numerous mistakes. Expect to find many of them. Chapter 1—because it feels good. Kaileen Withers knelt on the man's bed; shoulders pre...

Back to Bristol Ch. 16

by GaryAPB on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Dispirited is the word. I was dispirited. Luckily, the Friday after my short meeting with Molly was a very busy day. So, I threw myself into work, and tried to make sure that I was as busy as possible. I noticed that Carole must have picked up on my mood, because she didn't say a word about her soap opera, but she just mothered me all day, making sure that s...

Dwelling in Desire Ch. 08

by joodle on May 2, 2018
BDSM

Notes from the author: Good news and bad news. The good news is we have a nice long chapter (by my standards anyway). The bad news is that we revisit Joe and Kate. If you love Joe and Kate, you will love this chapter. If you aren't keen on the degradation, name calling, etc. you can skip the latter half of Chapter 8. Overall, this chapter was a serious stru...

Buck

by Egmont Grigor on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

This story is set in New Zealand with Kiwi spelling. * * * CHAPTER 1 The screaming of Carolyn Orr brought her parents running to the bathroom. Hugely in tears she accused her younger brother Buck of pushing a finger up her ass. "Oh Buck, how could you!" yelled his mother. "What were you two doing in the shower together?" Buck, always quick, said, "Savin...

Dwelling in Desire Ch. 12

by joodle on Oct 3, 2018
BDSM

Hey Beautiful, Don't go anywhere. I just ran to the store to get a few things. --Curt I smiled as I read the thoughtful note he'd left on his pillow. Beautiful. He kept calling me beautiful. I'd always been called this. All my life. Frequently enough that it had grown tiresome, and I wondered if anyone gave a damn about my other qualities. But I...