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I few weeks went by and I didn't hear from cory. Ding! "bring the bitch friday night to the club down the street from you, I want to see her awake and dancing" I was knee deep into this with no way out

This story is a bit of a change from my others, but ties into them. Read to the end, to see how. There will be more chapters to come

The Past As an only child, with neither the guidance or example of older siblings, nor the responsibility for younger ones, you learn to be self-reliant and to enjoy your own company a lot of the time. Some kids create a fantasy friend with whom they can share “being alone”

"It's time Amethyst" he said softly as he first stroked then pinched her right nipple sharply to wake her up as she slumbered, curled on his lap with her head resting on his shoulder while the limo sped through the countryside

Hunting Trip Jim and Caroline are outwardly a normal professional couple living in a better suburb of Johannesburg surrounded my similar middle class white families. Both in their late thirties and of athletic build drawing admiring glances from the men and women of their community

This was originally from Beastforum.com but since they are deleting my and other's posts I am putting this here to "save" it from deletion. Sandra walked through the party a heavy sigh of boredom escaped from her lips. It was late at night and the evening breeze was cool on her skin

Flurries of activity started. The girls were already prepared to move with their elegant camouflaged robes. They brought black silk capes for discretion

Category: Gay Male/Celebrity Story Title: Justin. Fergus. Dakota WARNING: You must be 18+ to read this. If you are not allowed to read these where you are from or don't like reading stories about boys under 18, please leave now

When Jenny awoke for the second time, she found a note on her dresser that read, TO MY FUCKING WHORE, MEET ME AT NUDIES TOMORROW. IF YOU DONT SHOW, I WILL TELL EVERYONE THAT YOUR A LESBIAN. Jenny sighed. "Fuck you John. FUCK YOU" She screamed and scrambled out of the house

I watched a young girl walk ahead of me down the sidewalk of a quiet residential neighborhood. It was a warm summer afternoon and a light breeze rustled the leaves of the tall trees along the street. She was a vision of tanned beauty, the kind you only see in summertime

He Can Only Hurt You if You Invite Him In Sharon was still dressed in the cut-offs and t-shirt she wore while packing. She needed a shower, and quickly. She found her nightgown and was just heading for the bathroom, when there was a knock on the door

Well, folks, for some messed up reason my ex thought I was a good girl when we got married even though I had sex with him on he first date

When I was a teenage boy, I was something like a nerd. At least that’s what the other kids thought of me. At the age of 16, I was about 6 feet tall, blond, and very skinny. I had glasses and was quite good in school. Of course that didn’t make me popular with the girls

This is a continuation of my first story: my job in a red room. (Like in first story: sorry for my not perfect English but, this story happened in East-Europe where I lived…) Chapter 1: - Terrible Proposal - Now its 10 days after ‘my first experience' in the red Room

I cut the shoulder straps Stephanie's tank top and yanked the rest of the shirt down to her waist. She had no bra on because she was about to go to sleep when I kidnapped her, so her big healthy breasts popped out bouncing when I yanked her shirt down