Cruelty - Page 71

I first saw the cunt on the six o' clock news. With a wide, pristine smile, Autumn Bell spoke about a chastity club she'd established at her high school. The caption under her listed her as a 16 year old junior

"You would be pretty if those teeth weren't so fucking huge." it was true. She had an okay face, big brown eyes with too much mascara. light brown skin, long mexican hair with those ugly fake streaks in them, pear shaped body with a little acne.

I knew my dad liked his time alone. He often came home from work and went directly to the fridge for a cold one. A beer. It was the only thing that calmed him and it kept him from leering at me, so many times I chose not to bother him

The skype calling chime rang from the laptop. Margo hurried over and clicked the "accept call" button. On screen was her son, Steven, smiling despite clearly being exhausted. "Hi mom! How's it going?" he asked. "Steven! Were you away?" Margo asked. "I had no idea

One hot sunny afternoon, the Stewart family was having a BBQ in their backyard, little did they know, they were being watched. They were also swimming and tanning. There was John Stewart, the father, who was grilling and soaking in some sun with his wife, Tammie Stewart

Pain in my legs woke me the next morning and I tried to fight to stay asleep but they just got to be too much and I finally set up and grabbed my pain killers and the bottle of water on my bedside table

Why must people change? For better, for worse, for worse still--that’s the way it always is; the depth of distress aroused in me by this fact is interminable

Sara’s Revenge Fuck - Part one True story. Names, and places, have been changed to protect the guilty, Right after graduating from high school, Don, Roy, and Ken, all moved to the city, where they shared an apartment

Auteurs note: I've done some editing fixing the "big wall of text" ================================================ Jake tried to sit up using his good arm, kind of struggling to do so. “Here let me help you” Marius reached out to him, but stopped as Jake flinched

I figured I'd give Hope the chance to give me a good suck off, but when she does a half asked job I'll facefuck her. When I'm done with that, I fuck her good, and see if I can't get to make me some cash with a kid, then I'll fuck her ass

The next day was spent relaxing around my apartment. I shaved my legs, showered and dressed in my WHORE gear and put on my make-up. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a porn goddess, and the sight really turned me on

For those who don't know me, I was active about a year ago, and amassed a decent following for my own story, Being More Social, before I was forced to take it down

Using Sara part 2. After sleeping the best I had slept in years, I woke up more excited that I was last night. I cannot stop thinking about last night. I cannot even believe that my wife went along with it. Not only did she go along with it, she seems to be enjoying it

Fold, Spindle, and Mommy Rape by DiscipleN Copyright (c) 2016, by DiscipleN. All rights reserved. - all characters herein are 18 or older by the time they act sexually

Pedo Cure 2016. Not about Pedos in action but what happens to a convicted Pedo in an ordinary northern English town, where loads of immigrants have had sex with and even married underage girls. Bastards. They deserve to die. Horribly. I went looking for this clinic

WARNING: This story contains rape, torture, incest, and underage characters. Read at your own risk. Chapter 1: Berlin, Germany: The young man climbed up out of the bed, leaving the naked woman to silently cry

-Bloodbath Case #2 Series- Part 1: Part 2:

This episode is much longer than the rest. It’s worth it though. Plenty of action after this intro. Samantha - 22years, blue haired punk, nice round ass, small tits, 5’ 7”. Natalie - 21years, green hair (often mohawk), amazing legs, C cups, 5’ 7”, Sam’s friend

Hello everyone! This is your friend, Ethan Taylor, here to tell you another story. I certainly hope you'll be pleased with this one, because this is just a dirty little fantasy I had with my friend Ethan Patrick Rhodes

The heat of the sun beat down on the tired figure as he strode forward, his steps nothing but shuffling of feet as he wandered the desert plains aimlessly. Had it been days? No surely weeks had passed, or even months perhaps