Authoritarian - Page 82

Afternoon break I watched her as she finished her shopping and then made my way out to the parking lot so that I would be able to see her leave the store. I saw her come out and started walking in a direction that would force her path to intercept mine

Step Daughters' Desire chapter 9 Frank is adjusting well to having wealth and seven sex slaves. Elise and Angela share a session in the play room with pain, pleasure, dogs and after care. Robert dropped Frank at the mansion. He called Elise, Angela and Kim Li

Bev was bobbing up and down on the quarterbacks 11inch prick as the head cheerleader Tracy sucked on the hunks balls

This is how for me it all started, the public wanking that is. I'm not asking for for forgiveness or understanding, I'm just telling you how it is. That girls are sex objects and that part of the thrill. Does that make me a pervert? Yes, so get over it

The next morning at precisely 08:00 I softly open the door and see the Mistress lying naked on the bed where I and my wife used to sleep. I see the nipples of her firm breasts go up and down by her breathing and lick my lips

Alex Morgan couldn't believe what he'd just heard. His mother's best friend had discovered his mother, Alicia, giving him a blowjob. His mother had chased after her and then Alex had come downstairs, moments later, to find the two of them making out

My mom and her boyfriend of the last five years just broke up. After my parents divorced, mom dated a few guys but settled on Jerry

A Reasonable Deal (Pt. 6) Chapter 1 John woke up, stirred a little, and, as the world came into focus, tried to remember where he was. Different bedroom, different bed, and..he remembered. * * * * The night before, he had pulled up to the Hendricks' house

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 17 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Prodigal Daughter Eldon’s phone ringing startled him awake. “Wha—?” He rubbed his eyes and sat up. Mandy groaned and rolled away from him, but Shlee whimpered and cuddled up closer

Carla Easterling was a sophomore in high school, sixteen years old, and one January day in English composition, she got her first period

A common day in Wisconsin, snow lightly covered the ground and the roads were slick with ice. In front of a average looking house on a normal looking street lived a 19 year old boy who lived a generally normal life except for the fact he dabbled in the occult

“I have decided to dress you and Sarah, sexy but classy on top, slut underneath. Beginning with lingerie, he quickly settled on a maroon bra the supported the underside of the breast but left the nipple exposed

Introduction ; Arthur, Pete and Mark were all 18 yrs old & alll of average intelligence but they all had one thing in common . They were all masters of mind control . All of them once they had reached their 18th birthday had become maledoms of their households

BIG FUCKING DISCLAIMER: First, obviously, READ THE TAGS! If anything in those tags might offend you, don't fucking read this. Seriously. You WILL get all butthurt and want to bitch about how disgusting this story is. If you DON'T LIKE ONE OF THE TAGS, DON'T FUCKING READ THIS

Copyright 2018 by tcs1963 Edited and some re-writes 2019 Co-edited by takemedown All rights reserved by the Author ((((((((((((At the end of part 2))))))))))) Re-written to be told from Morgan's perspective

Walking home from the station I turned onto the main street in our urban suburb and headed towards the local pub/club. As i neared it I saw a young couple dashing out hand in hand, obviously just having picked each other up

Power’s Out II So much to do and it’s almost 9 o’clock. Thinking to himself I don’t have a lot of time and there is still so much to do I will just need to focus on getting the basics ready and will take time later once the party has started to finish up

The fog had rolled in thick earlier that morning but cleared out into a pleasant afternoon on the central west coast, with a low sun spreading a soft array of dim yellow stars falling faintly like snowflakes, shattering through the forestry surrounding the house

A/N: A previous story I wrote had its premise called far-fetched. In the finest spirit of Crocodile Dundee, I’ve set out to prove that that story wasn’t based on a far-fetched premise. THIS story is based on a far-fetched premise

I don't know what on earth possessed me to think that going into business with Bryan Snyder was a good idea. He was the kind of guy that figured out early on that he wasn't cut out for a legitimate job, and so by the end of freshman year he dropped out and started selling weed