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Part 5: The girls were sitting on the floor, eyes downcast in shame with me looking down on them. "So, you watched HOW many porn videos?" Momo and Sonja looked at each other and then held up both their hands. "This many," Momo said

Mind-Control Panties Story Thirteen HuCow's Delicious Milk By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! The figure moved with ease through the department store. It was excited to leave its current pair of panties behind in this location

I changed editors since I was getting a lot of complaint from the last one. Hope the new guy did a better job. The day I left our house for the second time I was hopeful

I stripped off my clothes. I adjusted the water temperature in the shower for no real reason than that I was a bit apprehensive, then checked to make sure that the doors to the hall and Abby's empty room were locked. I slowly opened the door to my room and looked inside

<p>"Did you hear? King Jellal's holding the national holiday early this year!" one of the field girls squealed

Oddball. That’s what people call me, well mainly my brother but I guess he has a reason to. I don’t really fit in anywhere I go. If you look me over a thousand times you would never find anything normal about me. I’m not the average 11yr old girl

I know it has been more than a week after my previous story but I have been going through a rough patch in my life with me being distracted by a girlfriend and then breaking up with her again

============================================================== Please, read my story “My Sister, My Mom and Me – Part 1, My Sister’ first, otherwise this one will not make a lot of sense

You never know where things will lead in life. That sounds all grown-up and I'm only sixteen but that is sixteen years of life, too

Sunday morning in camp looked almost like any other morning in camp. To an untrained eye, nothing was amiss. A sole figure moved through the camp. It was the Nebraska undergraduate with the full torso jaguar tattoo that hadn’t been there the morning before

Painted Student Lunch time in the refectory can be hectic. Students and staff share the same facilities, queuing for hot meals or panini’s and coffee

THE BEST MAN FOR THE JOB By MakeItJuicy4U “Man, do I hate Mondays. I’m so stressed”, Michelle thought as she sat at her desk pretending to work

Sex park 3 This will be another story about Alice but different night. You don't have to read sex park 1 and 2 to read this one but I do recommend it to get the descriptions of the park and Alice. Alice walked again to the park

This story has strong language, and if you have a good imagination strong mental images. This is a rape a very violent one. I got really wet while writing. I hope you enjoy reading it just as much as I enjoy writing

Scars by The Id of Sid My name is Jen. I just graduated high school last month. My Junior year following the August incident in the clearing (Origins) was spent in fear and self-loathing. I went back to school that year in fear of hearing the rumors

was tradition and Tonnie was looking forward to the day; other of her friends who had reached culture level have gone through the ritual, so far she only been a observer, nevertheless just watching had its enrichment, even then you had to be of a certain age to be allowed to even witness the ritual

Cynthia woke up unsure of where she was, it was still night and she could feel herself wedged in between two people. Oh yes, it all came back in a flash. The twins

My name is John Hill and I have been friends with Dan Miles for as long as I could remember. When I was a child the Miles household was like a second home to me. His father, mother and sister Greg, Sarah, and Lucy were like a second family

Morning rose along with Garret. As for me, it felt like a daydream, already aroused and barely awake. Simple subtle moves of my hip stirred the feeling inside of me, the growing sensation of being filled. A bit more, pressing into the warmth beneath me

Chapter 1 Roland looked up from his book to his phone buzzing on his desk. He was one of the only 22 year olds he knew that refrained from the technological age. Granted, he had some games on his mobile device, but they were simple affairs that he didn’t spend much time on