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WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! Ridiculous and despicable filth is contained in the following. Do NOT read if you are not turned on by hardcore mother/son stories

***Disclaimer*** This is not my story, it is the work of Captius. I have not changed or edited this in any way. ----------------------------------------_____________ Here is the first chapter of the third installment to this series

Lithium, a lonely sex starved goth girl, was on her way home from work, mildly tired yet horny as hell. She had sat near the back of the train tonight, hoping to get some release privately yet in a public place

The Party Lily was a hot one tonight, looking downright hookerish just the way she wanted to. She was out with two friends and they'd gotten into the exclusive new club and what a great night this was going to be

Please pay attention to the tags. If you're squicked by hardcore shit, please don't read it and give it negative ratings. As I've developed Mel's character, I've decided to move this to the Dark Fantasy genre, and take the story in a much darker direction

Note to readers: Due to demand, I will continue posting stories both here in text form and over at the xnxx.com Sex Stories Forum where the related pictures and polls will also be at. Thanks for reading. CASE 11: BIRTH IN DEATH Year: 2007 Name: J.G

I AM CURIOUS (Eighteen) When I turned eighteen I knew I needed to get out of town. I am a curious girl and I was frankly bored. I'd quit school shortly after turning sixteen and spent two years partying, sleeping late, and fucking just about everyone in the area

Brianna made her way up the walkway of her boyfriend's (or her boyfriend's parent's) lavish home smiling ear to ear. She was about to see Micah again for the first time in months. He had been sent off to boot camp so fast that she hadn't had the chance to say good bye

The two new men were about to fuck me and my hubby was setting up the DVD camera. My fantasy of strangers fucking me while he watched was going to become a reality and a preserved one at that

**Author's Note-Again, all character's and events are mine, do not steal. Another thing, this story contains non-consensual sex, I do not condone it, and it shouldn't be done, ever. And story is told from two different points of view, it will tell you when it switches

A light snow softly fell from the dark sky, it almost seemed the wind simply blew old loose snow from the rooftops. I checked my phone for the time, the clock read 9:00, Tuesday, December 31st

With rage still pulsing through his body, he glared at the nurse. He now had all the answers to the feelings he had be experiencing. Where the answers came from he did not know but, he understood what his purpose was now

Talk about the worst date night ever. Marie, my wife, started drinking from the get-go way too early, and by dessert, she was smashed. I mean, I get it. We have triplets and they are a handful, but this was supposed to be our anniversary and she drank it away

This is the story of a young woman’s conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she is sentenced to penal slavery. Penal slavery is not impossible. The Thirteenth and Fourteenth Amendments to the Constitution of the United States of America do not NOT prohibit slavery

My Dying Dark Angel I don't think she had a clue what was coming. I doubt it ever even crossed her mind that I was following her. Stupid cunt. Please, let me introduce myself. My name is Alexi. I was born in Russia but have lived in America for many years now

Hello everyone, this is my final conclusion to the last chapter. Please read chapter 1 before reading chapter 2. There I was, tangled up by multiple tentacles and covered in alien lube

I would enjoy tying you down, spread wide, unable to move, unable to close your legs, and I would test that with a crop, slapping your cunt hard with the crop telling you the only way I will stop is if you can close your legs

As I watched my aunt leave I fell back on the sofa spent and drifted off to sleep

A month or so after Barb's cunnilingus massage episodes; I received a call from Barb's friend, hair stylist and confidante. She said the old legs and feet needed more of my magic touch. I told her it's been a while and she agreed

SWEET, OLD DADDY’S BIRTHDAY He glances at me silently and calmly. I can feel it that he wishes to state something to me. I have no small idea what this will be about. We are both undressed right here on our bed—I myself lying beneath him, and he is sprawled carelessly on top of me