Erotica - Page 92
Chapter One: The Life Giver BRANDON My twin sister is dead, but she’s not gone. Death is a tragedy in the remote village of Towerhead, but it’s not a rarity. Farming accidents, disease, famine, natural disasters, you name it, it kills people in Towerhead
LETTER - V A gap in the correspondence occurs here; Louisa has returned and Tom and she are meeting at Harry’s studio I closed my last letter with an intimation that we turned in for a delicious night. It was so in fact
My Mom fled from my father when I was 9, because he was beating her almost daily and me also, I became aware of my and other peoples assumptions and expectations of my Sexuality early and the Birds and Bees Story was repeatedly told to me and sometimes beaten into me
Tara AKA Janice and I both looked at each other with ashen faces. Greg didn’t notice, thankfully. If he had known that his fiancée was a porn queen who had sucked my prick on several occasions, I’m not sure how he would have reacted. Instead I said “Nice to meet you Janice
BOTTOM FEEDERS “Hey, Layla, are you busy Saturday night? Rod asked. Rod had called his sister on the phone. The summer was winding down and soon they would both be heading back to their respective colleges for the fall semester. Their parents were divorced
The music the DJ was playing was so loud Claire could hardly hear herself think. She stopped dancing and pulled her daughter around so they faced each other. "THE MUSIC IS REALLY-" She watched Rylee scrunch her face up trying to hear her



It was the summer of 2014. I had just turned 18 and I was going through e particularly difficult stage in my relationship with my then girlfriend, Jess. At this point we had broken up but still talked as “friends”. The trouble was I couldn’t see her as a friend



Based on a true story Jessica sat in her bed, nervously checking her phone for incoming notifications. She had just responded to an ad online for an LA dominant looking for a local submissive. There was a ding and a message popped up on her screen



Broken Bliss Ch 6 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The sun beat down on me, as I lay back in my lawn chair. The sounds of waves lapping against the beach a great counterpoint to the sound of slurping, as my sister, Lisa, licked and sucked my cock



Per request of one of my readers, I have added in an extra scene. It involves violence and rape, so if that's not your cup of tea, don't read! Enjoy! It was a chilly November evening



Betsy's Creampie – Part 3 To better understand and enjoy this chapter, I suggest that you read Betsy’s Creampie Parts 1 and 2. I was working from home
His breathe was freezing in front of him as he pulled his coat tighter around his body. He had only been home for 3 days and his only thought was how he actually missed that desert heat



Craig: I was doing homework when I heard the knock on my door. Opening it, I was surprised to find my sister in front of me. After the previous night, when she’d jerked me off for the second time, and climaxed around my fingers, I seriously didn’t expect to see her for a few days
It’s been some time since I’ve enjoyed the rain. Sometime since I’ve heard thunder as pure as this. And just as I begin to enjoy it, it ends. Like all things good and bad. It ends. Not with one last loud crash but it slowly dies off and disappears into nothing. It’s quiet again
Since the incident with Adam last week I have been avoiding both him and Jacob..and it has been a chore. From Avoiding them in the hallways to after-school activities to school events..