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Awaking from a snooze Tegan slid out of bed and stretched with a yawn as she strolled out of her room and to the bathroom
She was willing to let me feel on her. I thought I would lose control before the time came. I needed to feel her velvety soft skin on my fingertips. Taste her lips that were pouty and swollen from our unfinished kiss. I never wanted to devour someone so badly in my life



*Warning: Contains graphic sexual violence. Doing anything to another without consent is not only wrong, it is evil. But as adults, we should realize that there is a difference between fantasy rape and real rape. Below is one of my fantasies
My friend Cristina and I were just sitting around watching porn. It's something we do for fun now and then. Believe it or not, it has never led to anything. A scene came on where a guy was put in a wig and satin nightgown and fucked by a beautiful blond dominatrix with a strap on
My Brother’s Smile By Tom Cup I was crying. Not because I had been beat up after school for the third time this semester but because Randy was yelling at me. I couldn’t stand the fact that my big brother was angry with me and so his ranting brought me to tears



Chapter 1 Before I start my tale I should tell you a little about myself. First off I’m a slacker, I know it and don’t deny it
My Master my Dog This is my first story. It is fiction. It is not graphic. I took some liberties with reality for the sake of the story. Hi, my name is Ali and this is my story about how I became a dog’s bitch. First some background: I was an only child
The new school year came and I continued on with the university, the frat and high-school with the help of Devon



My two friends and I talked about if it would be possible to make money to pay for college by making fuck films. We decided to find out so I contacted several companies that make them and asked if they would buy our films if the thought they were good enough



The World's First Futa – Futa's Naughty Jobs Chapter One: Futa's First Hot Game Show By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 April 17th, 2047 I was still riding the emotional high of declaring to the world just how much I loved my young wife



At this point, me and Phil have been fucking whenever we got the chance. However, summer was ending and I was about to start my first year of college away from home. I was going to miss our hookups, and I knew at college I would stay in the closet and get with girls (I am bi though)
14 Susan had finished her shower first and was sitting on the bed when Kathy came into the room to get her clothes. Susan stood up and looked at Kathy. I'm sorry about what happened with your husband the other day she said
"What the hell?" I thought. My cold, just barely sipped from, beer was in my lap. My shorts clinging to me. My brand new perfectly fitted white shorts were clinging to me. "Fuck. Why don't I wear underwear more often?" I snapped at myself
We were all loaded up for the hour and a half drive. Katy was driving, Logan took shotgun which left me in the back between Sandra and Lana. It was late and everyone was tired and crowded with all our gear taking up room in the suv
My School Project, Mom 4 Terry and Sherry sat at the kitchen table Wednesday afternoon; he had just gotten home from school. Since his father was home Louis could not come over to fuck his mom, so she was in a foul mood