Coercion - Page 116

My name is Jerri. I guess it first started when I hugged my mom Sandy’s new boyfriend Bill, and I first felt his boner. The thought of him getting a boner from being turned on by me, gave me a thrill that ran though my body. He had just brushed my wet hair

The journey to Florida was forecast to be a long one, so we timed our trip with some extra time to allow for stopping several times along the way

My Anal Sister I couldn’t believe that my fifteen-year-old sister Debra was giving a guy a blowjob. Not just one guy but six guys. Yes, last night my little sister Debra gave six guys blowjobs and I was watching it on DVD thanks to one of my friends

Bigoted Wife Turned Racist by aliveinpr My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Please read and enjoy this fictional writing

Jessica and I had been friends since the 3rd grade. There wasn't a whole lot we had in common but when you grow up in small town Forks, Washington USA, there isn't a whole lot of people you can call your best friend just because there aren't a whole lot of people your age

Not exactly Cinderella It was just a chance encounter. I was at the autumn ball, the last one before Christmas. The palace ball room was decorated with a dazzling array of glittering, shimmering crystal set off by a thousand candles

One of the guys at school was having an end of year party, I went with Sam, my boyfriend, he seemed so happy to have me on his arms, we stayed together all night with me being the dedicated girl friend

AUTHOR'S UPDATE: The next chapter will be the epilogue of this series

The Charity Store The shop was just like any other charity shop, rows of second hand clothes on moveable racks, old books, toys, nick nacks, paintings, photographs, books, CDs, tools, cutlery, plates, musical instruments some vinyl records and cassette tapes although we no longer accepted them

I was driving home from college for Christmas break. My sophomore year had been, so far, pretty boring. I had broken up with my girlfriend from freshman year shortly after summer break had begun, because I caught her cheating with her old high-school flame

It had been seven days since Roughton University's Dean, Dick Hardown, met Courtney in his office and gave her some much needed discipline. Initially, Mr. Hardown believed that that incident would have led to a great week

Ashley’s scream echoed through the basement. “AAAAAYY! Please, it hurts!” she squealed, but he seemed not to notice. The brutal man who had captured Ashley and her boyfriend didn’t care about her humiliation or her pain

Dinner was ready when we got downstairs. It was almost seven o’clock when we were finished eating and the dishes were cleared. For that time of year there was probably less than an hour of daylight left

God this night is going slow… Browsing through the internet looking for something to occupy my attention if even for a moment. Stumble upon backpage, this looks interesting. Check out the local sex scene, strippers, hookers, masseuse, dating

A little vignette from the 1950s The world has changed since Evie and I were first thrown together back in the summer of 1954

I had to month to make a plan and find Amandine’s address. The first part was quite easy: I could show the videotape to Amandine, blackmail her and obtain what I wanted. That was the idea, and I could do with it. Even though, I wanted something more subtle

The Sweetest Surrender With her hands crossed and firmly tied together he wrapped the rope around her neck and tied it in a close fitting noose. Rising he took a step back to admire his handiwork

Little Red Riding Hood, or Little Red Ridinghood, also known as Little Red Cap or simply Red Riding Hood, is a French and later European fairy taleabout a young girl and a Big Bad Wolf. The story was first published by Charles Perrault.

“HERE IT COMES, BABY!” “OH, MY GOD! YES, YES, YEEESSS—AHHHH!” she squealed, burying her head in his shoulder as he exploded deep inside her… A FEW DAYS EARLIER… “Ok, we’ll pick you up at the airport at eight o’clock sharp

Ash gawped at his mother, incredulous as to what she had just said. He understood the basic premise of what had happened, but the reasoning she must have had absolutely baffled him. “Why?! Why would you do that?!” He pleaded, voice light and desperate