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Chapter 1 LAURA AND ERICA Her girlfriend's cunt tasted as good as ever. Laura lay in the top position of a nude 69, her short fringe of pink hair hanging over her eyes as she lapped at her lover Erica's pussy. She loved this position

Before he could react, she knelt up, slid to the foot of the bed crouching, one foot on the corner of the bed, the other on the floor, one hand grasping the bed for balance as the other one was free. She spat the chunk of penis in her free hand and looked at it carefully

A BAD DAY Lauren stepped forward and touched Peter's arm lightly. Peter turned and stared at her. His eyes were glazed and sweat was dripping down his face. She gently reached for his wrist with her free hand, their eyes locked

Disclaimer: This is such an extreme story, I want to warn people before reading it that I set no limitations on how graphic, violent, disgusting or perverse this story would get when writing it

I wake up and groan. My head is throbbing, and my insides are aching. Dizzily, I sit up, and my first thought is that this place smells like a barn. Opening my eyes, I see that I’m instead inside a bare room, and I have no idea how I got there. There is a T.V

( i do not own this story, all credit goes to the original author, the author posted the story for everyone to see on a totally free story website ) ( side-note: i changed the ending of the ex boyfriend part of the story series

A boy in his late teens led four girls to their designated spot. A small wooden platform with a fence stood in the middle of a clearing in the woods. The fact that these girls were stripped completely naked gave him a massive hard-on in his pants

ne with her when a large city refuge truck with four men aboard rounded the corner, they had been on a late afternoon special pick up and when the driver saw the girls especially Trina, big, beautiful, and naked, he had immediately jammed on his brakes bringing the big truck to a screeching halt!

I reached my front door and opened it sullenly, as I was unable to think of an excuse for my long absence. I walked up the driveway and decided to just use our front door instead of our noisy garage door

[b]It began on a fine Sunday Afternoon. Marge sat at home with Bart and Lisa sat next to her. Maggie was laying on the floor. It was a fine day. The door swang open and Marge, expecting Homer shouted “Hi Honey.” It was Skinner. She looked at him funninly- “Oh twathead!” said Bart

Ramsey walked down the wooden boardwalk, to his left were closed vendors and to his right was a strip of sand around 20 feet in width, and at its edge the moon glistened off of the gentle ocean

Janice Baker was under the kitchen sink, on her back, putting together a plumbing connection that had come apart. She heard a voice say “Hi” and was puzzled but not yet frightened. She put the wrench down and slid out. Erik was standing there

We finished dinner and walked home to an empty house. With the lights and the sun down I lead you to my room. I walk in first and turn on a desk lamp; the lighting is just enough to make out your black, high waist skirt and tank as you follow behind me

***WARNING: This story includes rape, murder, torture and descriptions of all the aforementioned horrors. All these horrible things happen to a very young girl who is also a very lovable character. If you have a weak stomach for such things, DO NOT read on

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 29 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = IconoClash Shelly had visited the desserts in the Middle East. She’d seen wealthy countries with ugly landscapes