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Hannah

In Denial: My name is Cynthia Parker. I'm 16 years old, and I live pretty comfortably. My mother has an excellent job in a large law firm that nets her six figures a year. Since it's only her, my older brother, and me, we have a pretty large financial cushion

My name is Andy, I'm 16 years old and I live in a pretty average family, I live with just my parents and my twin sister, Sophie. I've always had a thing for her, I've always thought she was my dream girl, her beautiful long, curly, blonde hair, her bold blue eyes and her perfect smile

He started stroking his cock right in front of me. I turned in my chair, but continued to absent-mindedly brush my hair. My eyes were focused on his thick cock and the reddish-pink head as his hand stroked back and forth. "You don't have my panties," I observed

As I woke up that next morning I realized that I had quite a few messages from Miss Roberts. They were all pictures of her fucking herself as she watched porn. It took every ounce of energy I had to keep from touching myself

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

Well it's finally here, Chapter 10! You will never know how it's felt reading the comments on Chapter 9, I've been blown away by the support you guys have shown and the demand for the next instalment. I only wish that you guys had usernames I could use to thank you personally

The next morning, when I arrived back to work, I was met with some upsetting news

Mike and Jamie had been friends in their late teens and twenties. Occasionally they got together sexually which seemed to be fulfilling to both of them, but there was never an official relationship

Life Changes, Chapter 11. The Pregnant Ladies and Football. Things were starting to get interesting later in the fall. It was getting toward Halloween, the leaves were falling, and my beautiful Cindy was starting to show her pregnancy

As long as Cynthia could remember, she wanted kids. It was her life long dream. And being married to Norman she thought that her dreams would at last come true. As long as Norman could remember, he wanted a family to provide for and protect

Dog’s Life Events moved quickly once Sammie chose her path. Matt kitted Sammie out in some spare accessories and she spent that first evening reading ‘The Basics of Life as a Dog’. Her hair was chopped and Rosie kindly tied in yellow ribbons so she made ‘just the most pretty Dog’

Earlier, you came in and told me you wanted to teach me about my body, then, kissed me. You played with my breasts and my kitty. You made me feel SO good. But, I didn’t get to see your cock

My dad left my mom when i was around 2 or 3 so i dont remember much of him. My mom has always spoiled me and it was great. But recently she's been babying me. It was a Friday afternoon C'mon mom i don't need a babysitter for christ sake, im 15

The bell on the bus pinged and Marsha stood up to get off. She moved to the front eyeing the driver as the bell continued to sound and as the bus pulled to a stop, the doors hissed and opened and she stepped off. She opened her eyes and the phone rang insistently on the bedside table

Alex woke up, rolled over, and reached for the warm body next to him. His still-asleep mind was jolted to reality with an abrupt shock as he realized that someone else was already holding Elaine. As the last vestiges of sleep ebbed away, clarity of thought and memory filled its place

Kevin was tied semi-upright, stretched out, his legs about three feet apart, his arms raised, shackled to chains that hung from the ceiling

My named is Todd. I am a forty-five years old divorcee, and I love sex. I have known since puberty that I was addicted to sex. As I have mentioned in my other stories, I come from a very long line of sexually perverted individuals

The Sweetest Surrender With her hands crossed and firmly tied together he wrapped the rope around her neck and tied it in a close fitting noose. Rising he took a step back to admire his handiwork

************************************************ Back at Mr. Anderson’s House After rendezvous with my boxing trainer (Jim Broadbent an African-American), I returned home to Mr. Anderson’s house. I was sitting in the kitchen, relaxing and sipping a glass of Coke