Fantasm - Page 155
Hi my name is Johnny and this is my story. Summers here are hot and boring. It's a small town and not even a pool to swim in and cool off. My story starts on Thursday. The neigbor, Mr. Green was busy loading supplies into his suv. He was being helped by several other guys
Joel McCabe sat in the armchair contemplating that fateful evening three weeks earlier that had turned his entire world upside down. Messages he dared not answer stacked up on the telephone, flashing red alert, and he'd barely eaten in days
She always walked past my house a quarter after 6 every night. She liked to take walks, she loved them. You could tell by the smile on her face, the way her brown eyes lit up and how she tossed her brown curls in laughter in the night air. She did this religiously


eady, only to have the date be a total disaster? David was the major hunk in my drama class, smart, charming, and that body just got me going! He was about six foot one, dark brown hair, enough muscles to be handsome but not creepy, and a smile that left a swath of drenched panties in it's wake
I lie on my back, watching the swallows swoop and dive overhead. They circle the rafters, darting in and out through the open window and lancing across a dusty shaft of sunlight. It’s late afternoon; soon the sun will set and mom will be calling me for dinner



March 20th, 2002 Patrick wasn’t sure when he passed out, but when he awoke his arms felt as if they were on fire and his body screamed for release. His first thought was to attempt at breaking the rope again, but as he began to sway he found his strength was sapped
I felt warm. Too warm for comfort as I lay beside him in bed. It was the dead of winter and I undressed slowly, peeling my black lace panties over my ample hips and ass, feeling them rub gently over my pussy releasing my lips and pierced clit
Beach Bitch 2 Note - thanks to all for the positive feedback. This is a bi-sexual violent story, it involves semi non-consensual sex in public between guys. There is forced sex between Bi-Curious men, and later rough sex between a male and a female



As always like and comment for more and as always this is just a story nothing more. (Pm me request) It was 9am the morning after I fucked my sister's sleeping ass and pussy
Jagan was a 21 year old man. He had recently married Deepa. Deepa was a 20 year sex bomb. She had excellent tits and ass. The vital statistics can be put down as 28-22-30. Jagan felt that he was the most lucky person on the whole earth to get life mate as good as Deepa
I have always been really involved in theater. I don’t act, and my specialty is costumes and make-up. I’d never considered myself feminine until I went off to University when I was 19 years old and met my new theater professor, Mr. Kean
Aria I woke with a startle in my father’s arms. “What’s wrong, Aria?” he asked me with concern. “Just an ‘odd’ dream, I guess.” I was sweating and shaking. The King must have noticed. “You came while you were sleeping. You’ve come a lot these past couple of days



Please vote up and comment! Chapter 11 As expected, the realization that the city was halfway to Hell did not raise morale; on the contrary, the fact that they were completely separated from Earth made everyone feel more hopeless and close to the end
It had probably been weeks that I had spent stranded in this forest, though there was no way for me to know. I kept count of the first few days by hacking notches into a tree but I’d soon realized that I needed to keep moving and set a goal for myself
Disclaimer: Everything in this story is dark fantasy fiction. The story involves the rape of young girls and is marked as such. If that offends you, stop reading now. [The Beginning] Johnny's my name and this is my story. Rape was a part of my psyche from the very beginning