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*WARNING: Non-consensual fantasy fiction. Contains explicit and extremely graphic depictions of bondage and forced sex. None of this is real. Do not read if this bothers you. ___ Through his bluetooth earpiece, he could hear the 19 year old girl sobbing and mewing into her gag

To my Rapists on 395, I’m writing this down now while in the backseat of my car, right after you had left me bleeding against my tire

I recommend that you read* A Kind Stranger 1 & 2 *first or this story will not make much sense to you. This story is non erotic. I hope my writing is better than my first attempt (The Awakening of Katie)

It was a couple months after Jessie and I turned 14. I remember exactly what Jessie was wearing that day, a tight jeans skirt, and a tank top that barely covered her. Jessie and I skipped class and went into the gym. We carefully snuck into the gym

I crossed the road leading to a small house set back a few yards from the sidewalk, moving toward someone unloading his car into the driveway. He turned when he heard the sound of my sneakers against the gravel. “Hi there

“You need to get moving!” Paul smiled slyly at his wife, Beth, and said, “Fine, I’ll move here” and began sucking on her other tit. “Perfect……..sweet just like a honey dew.” Paul moaned as his tongue ran over her round 38D tits. “Just like a honey dew…………

What does a recently divorced woman in her mid-30s do when her workplace has a 2-week holiday? Well go on vacation of course. My ex-husband was a controlling person, he needed to have things done his way on his schedule

that one girl part 2 Images were streaming through my head as i lay there,rolling around to try to get some sleep before the next day

(Here we have a “prequel” of sorts, or perhaps a separate chapter in the ongoing lives of the Roberts Boys and their sexual escapades. As always, the place-names are slightly changed to protect the not-so-innocent. Pease not the references in here to some previous stories

Part 2 “Stand up!” I commanded. Kristin did, with what seemed like a satisfied sigh. The inside of her thighs were glistening with pussy juice and her panties looked like they were just sprayed with water. “Go get some ice water, and bring it back here

Dear Diary, Lying in bed last night was rather interesting. Seems the House Leader (never got his name, damn) is more than people think. I’d never quite had it like that before, I couldn’t help but rolling those memories over in my mind

Perchance to Dream Part 2 By: Mojavejoe420 ©2016 Edited and Inspired by Mel(melanieatplay) (Dearest reader, please read the first chapter

I will begin my story by telling you a little about myself and the events that lead me to my current situation. My name is Brad and at the time this story took place I was 22 years old. I had everything that I needed. Good friends, a full ride to college, and a beautiful girlfriend

The events in this story occurred about 2 years before the ones in my story "Me and Emma down by the river". The stories can be read separately and do not relay on each other in any way, but you can read the other to learn more about Nick, the main character

A Campers Dream It had been a long hard winter in Michigan, so my wife and I agreed to get away from home for a few weeks. I took two weeks off from work, loaded up the camper, hooked up the truck and we were on our way

Dad took an out of state job transfer when I was a college freshman, thinking that it was his last best chance to make it big. Mom refused to go, and they had a long distance marriage for 6 months or so, before Dad traded in Mom for a newer model. They split by the time I was a junior

Ruth’s big night part 2. After having Bob fuck her as she jerked off the Drunk on the bench, Ruth had been wondering what Bob meant when he told her he had more fun in mind for the night and as he turned the car into the car park she was still no wiser

The Futa Fairy – Futa Fairies' Naughty Game Chapter Four: Becca & Kimmie's Bondage Fun By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Becca Brittany My heart hammered in fear while pleasure still buzzed from my body

I look up from my position on the floor. I tilt my head like a puppy to focus on the footsteps outside my door. I know those footsteps, the steady and confident stride, to belong to my Sir. I smile and turn to face the door

Misty and the Old Guy (Part 2) “So you don t think I would be interested then?” Peter Hopkins lay naked on the bed, his large erection pointing skywards, towering above his old and emaciated body. “I wouldn't have thought so.” Said an equally naked Misty