Fantasm - Page 3

Little Red stood motionless as the three gigantic wolves leered at her. She could not tell how many stood behind her but could feel their eyes burning into her. The back of her neck tingled causing goose bumps from utter fear. The wolf in front of her towered over her

My name is Alison White. I am a 38 year old married woman. I got married to Derek when I was 22 years old. Derek is 8 years older than me. We had a fabulous hardcore sex life

spered ‘good girl’ to me” she said smiling “ was I good Daddy?” she asked, “you were great sweetheart!” I said unzipping my fly, “ can you help me Daddy? She said wiggling her bum at me, “ sure thing sweetheart!” I grinned and stepped into the room, life was going to be good from now on, really good

I woke up early that Wednesday. Well before anyone else had. I walked into the kitchen and consumed two bags of blood, as I did I saw it was still raining and raining hard. "Damn no racing today

Megan: Ok Sir, what do I have to do? Her heart started beating fast trying to work out how she had gotten herself into this situation, it had all started innocently enough, she was just chatting to random boys on the internet when this guy, Dominatus, had started chatting to her

CHAPTER THREE: Pentos Oh by the Seven, here it comes. Always the same. First the pain - The pale hand interrupts Daenerys Targaryen's thoughts as it strikes her soft young ass, causing her piercing green eyes to shoot open and a helpless moan to escape her pink, wet lips

this purely fantasy and no one should ever try this in real life. Carlos shut the door to the stairs and paused looking down at a partially closed door. It was dark in the stairwell and Carlos stopped to take off his clothes

Justine’s visits became more frequent, and we became friends. In the end she guessed that her Daddy was fucking me

“Oh Jesus Christ. . .” I mumble through the fog of a hangover. “What happened last night?” Oh no. The memories start to drift back into my head as the dizziness of sitting up subsides. I didn’t. I didn’t do what I think I did. I couldn’t have

Penny sat in the living room, Yvette close by. The pair looking at the blonde girl in the room with them. It had taken the sisters a couple of days to come up with any idea of how to deal with the upcoming dead line

Some may remember sitting in a darkened room, watching Rod Serling's “Night Gallery.” Each episode began with an unusual painting, about which Mr

The compound wasn’t like many others, lots of steel little sheds, spread out through the Forrest; the entire thing was surrounded by large steel walls, ex military, so most of the compound was underground

I woke up early, got out of my room (witch was really more of a closet) and begin with my shores around my mistress house. Picking up things, making her breakfast, and becoming the living room. I love doing my mistress chores

This happened this weekend and it all happened because of XNXX/stories. I’ve posted 3 stories on this site so far and I seem to be enjoying the idea of finally exposing all these events that have happened to me over my life and have them read by strangers

Chapter 4 "What the hell am I doing?" It was as rhetorical a question as I'd ever asked myself. My hands pushed into the wet tile of the bathroom counter as I splashed some post-shave water onto my face and towelled off