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Bigboy and his bitches; Part 3 Vickie and Julie were in each other’s arms quickly, kissing, tearing each other’s clothes off until Vickie says, we need to slow down and get in that shower girl. They do

ain to you! She forced herself on me-" "I don't want to hear it Aaron!" Here is the girl of my dreams, me at her doorstep, apologizing and trying to explain to her how in the hell she saw me fucking the lead bitch of our school after this girl of my dreams and I have been going out for a while

The cool fresh air swirled around me, enveloping me in a blanket of fresh moss, buttercups and rain. I walked slowly in the partly cloud covered sky. The sun was gone and the moon was at its highest

It was the most sad day of Marks life. His father had fallen asleep at the wheel and killed himself and a women. Mark had no close family and was going to be put up for adoption. At the funeral, a man and his daughter approtched Mark

Laura was crying at the bus stop. Her long red hairs were falling over her shoulder and her big green eyes were full of tears

Karen and Michelle’s Sad Story Part 1 Chapter 11 By Redlegtiger Please remember that this is fantasy and anyone thinking that they should do these things in real life, deserve to be locked up and have the key thrown away and play sissy slut to their cell mate for eternity

Whatever it is you thought we might go through in prison, will be nothing compared to what you will be going through in here. That's all it took for Leah to fully motivate her to find a way out of here. She spent the entire night, finding any possible way to escape out of her cell

I looked on in terror as my sister’s foot came barreling towards my exposed nuts. I instinctively closed my eyes and braced for the explosion of pain that I knew was about to come. But after a moment, when nothing had happened, I opened my eyes and looked down

Since the first time I saw her I was attracted to her she was a vision with blond hair a slim body nice ass and perky little tits. She showed up at a party that I was at with my friends when I just turned 21 she was 20 at the time but that didn’t matter she was legal

It was a new day and she was on the rack, again. She remembered the torture of the previous day and couldn't help trembling. Luckily, her torturer wasn't there yet and she felt somewhat relievedat least she'd have a few moments of peace to herself

One part of this story is completely true and the other part slightly embellished for effect. But I got my wish from both people involved

Please rate and comment (Blonde teen Hanna has run away with her much older male friend Jim. Her mother Carol tried to stop them. Carol was subjected to severe abuse at her house and she is now forced to travel with them, held against her will in the back of their commercial van

A Complete fantasy inspired by Major Littmann's work about military operaations in Afganistan. I am absolutely sure the British Army would never behave like this. Any similarity between any characters and anyone living or dead is probably unavoidable though unintentional

Party toy Part two: As promised the second part of my bf’s birthday party story When we left off; A guy I had never seen took the pump and began pumping it very fast

It is recommended that you read the previous episodes as this story is halfway through Michael's training. I hope you enjoy, but if older men dominating teen males does not do it for you, then you may prefer the previous femdom episodes. All constructive feedback gratefully received. x

Every time I looked into her eyes I saw that hunger, that need for humiliation and that longing for an insane extasy that can only come from walking that narrow line between pain and pleasure

Here's a story of how a good friend of mine and my mother's used us like toys and gave my mom her most humiliating fucking of her life, as I just watched in amazement and lust. My mother, Jessie, a cute and tiny framed women. Maybe 5 foot 3 and 105 pounds

“My sisters their friends and me, their sissy” Part One My oldest sister Vickie, was 18 when my mom died. My middle sister Michelle, was 14 and my youngest sister Joy, was 11

I am the groomsman at my bass players wedding. I was happy for Greg to be getting married to Paris. We had just come out of the chapel and were headed back to take some photos at the park and then get ready for the party

Chapter 1: The Tour From the outside, the building looks innocent enough. The wealthy merchant Armando wonders if he has found the right place to fulfill the dark desires he is ready to pay well for