Fantasm - Page 120

Before you read this story please understand if you have any comments. you can pm me. many thanks. Jill walked into what felt like a normal day at the office; the office surroundings gave no indication that it was the last day of work before the Christmas break

Being a 19 year old babysitter isn’t exactly the job I was hoping for. But it was the summer and I needed the cash. So when my mom volunteered me to watch my baby cousin I guess I was kind of desperate for something

I originally put in part one, that he is in the second grade when he gets to camp. Well I guess it doesn't quite fit in with the story, so I changed it and he's in fith grade. Sorry about that

m -5 – No Pity Preggo Slut Prior: Missing Mom -6 – Preggo Movie Star Prior: Missing Mom -7- Going Black Prior: Missing Mom – The Basement Prior:Missing Mom – Met the Boss Prior:Missing Mom – Show Time at the Black Club Ricky kidnapped Jolene and had her at home with his girlfriend Kendra

Mandy and Emily in big trouble, Part I "Mandy, time to get up!" "Yes Mom.." The young girl was lounging in her bed, the sun was shining in her eyes. She got up and grabbed her clothes. Mandy was 15 years old now

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 slowly opened my eyes. My head was throbbing and I felt sick. I lifted my head and looked at my surroundings. I was lying on a large, comfortable bed with red bedsheets. As I looked further, I saw that I was in a square room, it was about twenty five meters each side

Disobedient Michelle, The Sorry Sub By: Dr. Wellhung She was nude, standing behind and leaning forward over the back of the heavy wood desk chair in the suite at the Fairfield. Her wrists were cuffed and attached to the arms of the chair

I woke up around noon feeling surprisingly refreshed, given not sleeping last night and this mornings activities. My face was buried in the pillow my mom had used, the subtle scent of her shampoo and perfume clung to it

It all started when my wife told me that our daughter got her first pubic hair. We were lying in bed ready for sleep. "But she's only 9.", I said. "Yes, I also got my first pubic hair at 9 or 10. And got my period at 11." My wife replied

Anonymous 12/19/11 It was a cold winter night. I had been walking outside for about two hours dodging police cars and traveling in the shadows. My buddy Rick said that the house was on 27 Kinley St. I looked on my map, Kinley st. was a block away

Christian was a college sophomore who was a former member of the varsity swim team at his D1 school

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

A girl's night out which happens rarely in our part of town. Sara, Jamie and I decided to go out and have some fun. A break from work, children, bills. Days we had like when we were teenagers. A world waiting for us to tear it apart. We were rebels to the core. Jamie had a baby

note: this is my very first story, please let me know what you think of it! :) From the first time I saw her, I knew I had to have her. She was just laying out on my yard all afternoon, for my perverted eyes to stare at

Story codes: M/f, snuff, necro, rom, nc->cons, supernatural Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, to be read only by individuals aged 18 or above. The events depicted herewith are fantasy and do not reflect real world events in any way

young wife blackmailed by old boss -------------- Would like comments please. Things had been very tough with the financial situation

“Adam,” Dad said when we got to his office in the basement, “There are two things we need to talk about before I give you your birthday present. First and foremost, I’m going to need you to promise that you’ll never tell anyone about it

'Mr. Peterson! We know you're in there! Open up!' They are both banging the door now. Quite a commotion they’re causing. 'Open up or we'll call the cops and have you thrown out. That's three months of rent you're owing.' Damn. They must have seen me as I sneaked in