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Author's note to readers. Nothing about this story is meant to portray any of the characters as under eighteen years of age. Also this story features themes of rape, slavery, and incest. It is intended as fantasy and nothing else



SELF CONFESSED COCK SLAVE Ever since I was a young girl I’ve been fascinated with cocks, I love the way they look and feel – big ones, small ones, old ones, young ones and oh boy do I love being fucked



************************************************************** This is part one of a series of stories called the Isabelle Chronicles. Some of these stories are real, some are semi-real and some are just fantasy
Amy-Sue: Who me? By Boez Chapter One It was one of those days where the temperature and humidity together passed 200. The kind of day you would expect in an equatorial rain forest. The kind of day that gave a new meaning to sweat



Incestuous Bedtime Tale (An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter Nine: Mother's Incestuous Wish By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Avalon Young – May 2056 “Aren't they beautiful, Mom?” I asked, holding my phone to film my daughter, Vanessa, and her son



WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content
Betty’s alarm went off at 4:30 as always. She reached over, slapped the alarm, looked over and Emmitt wasn’t in bed. She got up and headed up the hall to the bathroom. Looking up the hall, there sat Emmitt at the kitchen table



Mind-Control Panties Story One: Incestuous Awakening By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to Ricochet for beta reading this! In a certain mall, in a clothing store frequented by the local college girls, a figure wandered. Nondescript



Author’s Note: This story is heavily inspired by my other series, Exhibitionist Sister. My name is Alex. It was a Friday night, and I was sitting in the basement of my girlfriend’s parents’ house



= = = = = = = = = = Chapter 15 — John = = = = = = = = = = Hi. Cindy's been too busy to update her Confessions lately, so she asked me to catch you up. I'm John, by the way—I’m Cindy's agent, among other things. Cindy's an amazing young woman



Its late at night. Around 3 am. From a deep sleep Amanda is woken up by a combination of tapping at the door and her phone vibrating on the night stand. Slowly she looks at her phone. The number is blocked and stops before she can answer
Fat, flat and wet I was on business travel and drove to a favorite theater after an early dinner. This place only had 6 rows of seats, about ten in each row. The back wall was open and accessible of course



Jean lay under the covers, the soft bed sheets caressing her naked body. She lay, and waited. Her breasts ached, her nipples begged for attention.Further down, she was as wet as she had ever been. And yet, she did not allow her hands to move from the bed. Only five more minutes



Mind Controlled Mothers Club A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Five: Creating Mommy-Sluts By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Ulrich thrust into his mother's pussy