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Sarina's words echoed in my ears. For the next hour I sat in my car thinking about how she humiliated me in front of my own daughter. Sure, Elli didn't know it was me. I also couldn't believe that I had just violated my own thirteen year old girl

This is the sequel to my story, My Favorite Babysitter Ever. By now, you know who I am, what I look like and how I got my first real feel for sexual pleasure. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did feeling it and writing it

Chapter 1 “Oooh fuck, just like that,” I moan as the sexy blonde I’ve fallen in love with went down on my dick. Shoving it in the back of her throat. “Fuuuck!” Sarah pulls back for air before diving back down, gobbling up my cock

They were waiting in the locker room, sitting together on a bench. All of the other girls but one – the one they were waiting for - had left already. They knew she would hang around after what happened

School was so boring. I made decent grades and all, but I never really tried that hard. I just daydreamed all the time. I promise I think I was daydreaming for 85 to 90 percent of the day. Being young there was no limit to where my brain would go

Author’s note This story is completely fictitious it is just what I would have done given this opportunity My cousin Rebecca came out to visit me on the west coast it had been eight years since I last saw her, she was seven when my family moved out here

Author's Note 1:These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy

Forbidden Room The cab dropped her at the entrance of the huge house, mansion really, and was now gone. Laurel checked her make up one last time before walking up to the front door and pushing the small black button next to the door

When you think about a normal yacht ride with a few of your close friends, rape doesn't usually come to mind. I mean think about it, everyone there are friends and trust each other so why the hell would rape even be an option

It was Wednesday February 15th, 17:15 p.m., and John Ventura is a commuter, waiting for his train to take him home from an unnamed train station in Chicago

The final story involving Derek and I. There's a few more things that I could write about the two of us but there's two reasons that I don't feel like doing that; one being that I don't think they're interesting and the other is that they would be too short to be any good

The parts about Debbie wearing extremely revealing clothes in Denver are true. She let guys look up her skirt and down her blouse. They did push her nipple out of her bra. The did pull her skirt up her ass, even when she was commando

I woke Sunday morning, my stiff cock being held by Lyn who was still asleep, while Kerry lay naked still covered in cum next to me, our bed sheets stuck to me as I moved to have a pee

Alexandra Evans walked through the same dive bar that her and best friend Lee Meyer have been going to since even before they could drink. The bartenders were friends but mostly out of towners found Kislings to be the watering hole while on vacation in Ocala Florida

Prologue For as long as I can remember, I have had two passions. Law enforcement and animals. My dream of becoming a cop spawned from my mother. Though she died when I was but a child, my father often spoke of her bravery. She was the kind of cop everyone looked up to