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Her playful lips are wrapped around a peppermint candy stick. She occasionally stops sucking and twirls her wet, pink tongue around the sweet, sticky shaft and lets a purring moan of contentment escape those pink, pouty lips

Troy knew that there was no logical way to explain why he was just fucking his sister’s mouth or where the come on her chest and face came from. He watched his father come into the room and shut the door. The older man locked the door and turned fully to face his children

The Seventh Slave The house was big and imposing, in fact she wouldn’t even call it a house, it was more like a mansion. The dark brick walls rose high up in the air, the shiny windows mirroring the swirling winter clouds, a drop of rain fell onto her cheek

Sandra stood in front of her mirror. The silky black sundress hung above her knee. She once worried that it wasn’t high enough for it to be considered sexy

My name is Passion, not the real name of mine, but it will do for this story. About three years ago I was traveling in North America, near the American-Canadian border where a small motel was found

Lee was woken by April as she sat on the bed next to her naked brother, he had been sleeping for 4 hours since he had, had sex with sister Stacey. "So little brother what have you been up to since I was away?" she asked him softly as she rubbed his shoulder gently

Introduction. Here we are. You and I. Together in this special place out of the rain. The dusty air is thick with the aroma of storytelling as we make our way between row upon row of well-thumbed books that pack each straining shelf to the heavens

I’m on the road towards Wyoming on Pale Horse and I’ve been going for a few hours when I get a phone call and answer it on my Bluetooth. “You’re calling me, who are you,” I ask my caller

Stars Rift, a community where change is the normal, the reality all who live or trade here deal with moment by moment; plans, plots, murder, mayhem and the pursuit of the most hedonistic of pleasures encompass it. Change just is, all know, accept and deal with it as it happens

(all people are 18 or older in this story) ….Yes, I stepped over the line, but it’s been really worth the thrilling adventure I’ve had. I never got caught. The great guys kept quiet but I never expected the special reward I got. …My name is Miss. Dickerson, or Miss

The Imperfect Storm © Copyright Mojavejoe420 2013-17 (Trent has written an erotic story on Sexstories.com, but he's afraid to tell his girlfriend, Whitney, about it. Her sisters know about it, however, and have threatened to tell Whitney

Kate and Sally burst into the kitchen excitedly later that morning and told their mum all about their excursion. However it had been quite a tiring trip and Mary was not surprised when both girls declared they wanted to go to bed early that night

Evil Dudes By Randy MacAnus Copyright 2018 All rights reserved by the author. If you like the story, and want another chapter, click like and/or comment at the end. Story suggestions are welcome. This is a story of rape and sexual enslavement of a straight college student

The knocking at the door broke the magic of the moment in an instant

IF YOU READ PARTS 1&2 FIRST YOU WILL UNDERSTAND THIS SECTION BETTER COMMENTS AND SUGGESTIONS ARE WELCOME! ************** It’s dark in the room when I awake. I sit up, realizing that my one wrist is still tied to the bed. “Can’t this nightmare be over?” I say to myself