Coercion - Page 139

Author’s Note: This continues the story of Dawn and me. It picks up about a month after Dawn’s Gang Rape. Many thanks to those who have enjoyed these stories and told me about it. As for those who say these stories cannot be true, all I can say is…I was there

I have restricted the comment section to members only due to spammers and other idiots. Please feel free to PM your comments to me. Lucky Mann Caught Parking I My name is Jim, and I am a 30-year-old night patrolman at a large warehouse complex

As a rule, I rarely think back on this story, as even now it seems strange to me. This happened when I was younger, and the idea of sex was new and exciting

Colonels daughter, Compny whore. Somewhere in the South of England in the summer of 1911

FINE PRINT (Part One) (Author's note: this is in no way intended to resemble any real occurrences, or depict anyone or any companies in the real world. This is nothing more than a product of my imagination, and it has absolutely nothing to do with the real me or my own preferences

The First girl that I had to spank was called Julia. She was 18 years old and worked at our largest store near Chesterfield. She had been working as a key timer every weekend and bank holiday since she was 16 and was good at her job

Janey makes some money I had been writing and posting stories on a web site where I could tell of my adventures in life. I got my start with sex by fucking my dog. It turned out to be a great time in my life

Missing Man Part 2: Crazy I had no long idea how long I had slept, at some point I had fallen asleep in that seat. Still trussed up and still very much plugged. I woke to the vibrations in said plug and the whack of something against my skin

Upon our return home, things weren’t as bad as you might have imagined

My name is Jake, I am a 31 year old man. I am married to my wife Leticia, she is 19. I don't think I'm really 'in love' with my wife, but she is very attractive, petite, and is my dream girl in the physical sense

"Your face might as well have writing on it, because you are a slutty read girl," Jade said to her little busty petite brunette classmate, May. "Just likes dicks when it comes to chip stacks, size says everything," May confidently replied

The Redhead From Woolworth The Year was 2001, I had Graduated High School had a Great summer and it was fall, In fact just two days away was Halloween. My friends and I were getting ready for the holiday getting all of our best pranks out

Author’s Note: Postal Pleasures is an unusual Romance. It is about a divorced man, Michael, who was wronged by his ex-wife. He has moved on, or so he thought, and he was trying to get back to his center

I used to keep a diary and still do in actual fact . It was when I was up in the attic very recently I found all my old ones the earlier ones being rather boring but as I got older I clearly from my entries started to get more interested in my body and thinking about sex

Growing up as a horny, young, confused Aussie guy, I didn't have anyone to ask about sex or to teach me about sex. There was lots of fumbling around in the dark, figuratively and literally as I explored my sexuality

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2010 WARNING: this story includes woman-to-woman coercion, violence, rape and murder, with an inter-racial theme of black-on-white dominance. It is entirely fantasy, and is not meant to suggest that anyone behaves like this in reality

“Why am I even here,” Zach groans for the fifth time as he continues to scrub the burnt remains of food out of the sauce pan in his hands. “Don’t ask me,” Jackie finally answers him. She is currently scrapping bits and pieces of food off of a frying pan

My Little Granddaughter I have the cutest little granddaughter you ever wanted to see. Jessica is four years old and is just as pretty as her mother, my daughter Heather. Heather got married at eighteen to her husband when she was six months pregnant

As Connie drove to dinner she had a strange stirring inside her. Over the past two years she had enjoyed her husband’s newest position. He was Principal at a newly built high school in a nice suburb outside Houston

"I'm sorry, Mia. I'm not going to make it tonight" There was more after that, of course. His words rolled on and on in a pathetic monologue about how much he hated standing me up. If only it weren't for this or that or the other thing Bla bla bla..