Fantasm - Page 94

Chapter 1 The kinch walked into the giant mansion of her new master. It was a giant stone house almost like a castle. The inside was adorned with fine art and tapestries, the rugs were the finest asian rugs with elegant thread

When I was just a nine year old boy my father left me and my mother for another man. He was never into his family and often never came home at night. My mothers name is Cindy mine is Dana. I always thought she was pretty with her long brown hair and hazel eyes

This is a sequel to an earlier story, Reluctant Desires. You may wish to read it before continuing. New Desires Work seems to have taken over my life in the last few years

AN HONOUR KILLING? It was a summer day, somewhere in the hinterlands of the grain belt. atleast that's what the school children read. the inhabitants knew otherwise. true, it produced grain, lots of it, but it also produced rapes on a huge scale. pooja knew this

Chapter Five part 2 Author's note to readers. Nothing about this story is meant to portray any of the characters are under eighteen years of age despite the obvious sexual immaturity of the main characters

Chapter 1 LAURA AND ERICA Her girlfriend's cunt tasted as good as ever. Laura lay in the top position of a nude 69, her short fringe of pink hair hanging over her eyes as she lapped at her lover Erica's pussy. She loved this position

"He is here!" someone shouted. The entire Nordish royal family, along with a stream of several dozen local nobles and officials, streamed out to the castle gate. Tetenia, the princess, walked briskly alongside her father, King Ulsan, and her mother, Queen Verena

e time she seemed to be so real to me, a girl with horns like a ram from her head, wings like a bird black, as a raven from her back, both of us grew up together as I aged she did too, till, when the time came I no longer need to have a friend and she disappeared like my parents told me would happen

Sex in A Graveyard I often visited cemeteries when I was younger. I found them to be very peaceful places where I could meditate and think things over. I used to do this on and off about twice a week sometimes during the day and other times at night

Before he could react, she knelt up, slid to the foot of the bed crouching, one foot on the corner of the bed, the other on the floor, one hand grasping the bed for balance as the other one was free. She spat the chunk of penis in her free hand and looked at it carefully

Disclaimer: This is such an extreme story, I want to warn people before reading it that I set no limitations on how graphic, violent, disgusting or perverse this story would get when writing it

Due to the mostly responses I have received and the private email requests here is the continuing story of this. I hope it is as well received as the first. Again - read the tag lines above

I’m sitting in my living room reading, some movie on TV. When there’s a knock at my kitchen door. It’s him. Now before I go further let me tell you about me. I’m Aimee. Your standard goth, nerdy teenager. 5’10”,Short reddish brown hair, b-cup tits

Today started out just like any ordinary Saturday, with one exception. I woke up horny as hell! And of course, being single had it advantages, but this was one of the time I wished for a live in boyfriend. Someone who was there when you got into one of these predicaments

Thanks for the suggestions from last story. I did make some changes in this continuation piece of Amy's Rape, but this chapter wasn't thought out to be "that type" of chapter. I wanted to present characters and a little background. Becky's story is next and will be more graphic