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The following story takes place during my high school years. So I was dating this cute 18 years old girl named Gabrielle for about 6 months. She was a 5'2'', 100 pounds girl with B cup breasts and a nice soft ass
Jane met me in my room afterward along with the girls and after a long passionate kiss, lips on lips, we strolled into the garden and she briefed me for what the girls have agreed to
This is the first story I've writtin, and I plan to continue
"Don't trouble yourself, sweet heart," Derek watched as one of the house maids roughly scrubbed the kitchen floor. She was hired 4 months ago and was paid so little even though she worked harder than anyone else in the house did. Derek didn't even know she worked here until a month ago
My Pretty Little Slaves – Chapter 6 – Girls at school, Preparing for the Wedding, and a Special Surprise Characters introduced At the local school: Mr
As I had started originally it was getting later than I had expected, and I wasn't sure if the beauty of my affectionate lust would be showering this late, but no way was I about to give up the chance, tonite was one of the nights when I was exceptionally horny
I had just got home from my community college and my younger brother was already in the only bathroom With the shower on. I needed to pee. I needed to pee really badly, so I barged in the bathroom thinking Rob would be safely behind the glass door, and I could slip in for a whiz
Joe washed his hands slowly but thoroughly. The water was scolding and burning his skin. Joe didn’t care for he was miles away. He looked at his life as though he was watching a movie. It was not his own it couldn’t his own. Joe would never be in this situation
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This work is purely fictional. Any similarities to real events or people may or may not be coincidental. Ring, ring, ring. "Hello?" "Jen, it's me!" "Oh, hey, Sam!" she replied
Depravity. I live a life of Depravity. However before one is able to understand the life and mind-set of an adult who is at the highest level of perversion. One must understand the mind-set of this person during his younger years. This is my story
I forced ash to hide in my closet until my parents went to bed. she softly sobbed inside. I told her if she screamed or was too loud I would force her to fuck her dog. once my parents went to sleep I opened my closet and found her in the fetal position
* Gene and Janet wanted to write a story about what was happening. The third person, Paula, in this event was still involved with both of them. They ask me to write it for them. __A teen girl with a voyeur fetish watched the events evolve thru the bushes in their back yard
As the title says, this is just a PROLOGUE to this new series. This was originally supposed to be part 1 but as I started to write it, I realized it was focusing more about the build up to the actual story rather than the story itself
“Here, try this on.” Groaning, I reluctantly shrug into a fluorescent orange tank top that is about as far from my idea of fashionable as it is possible to be. “Happy?” I say, trying not to think about my farmer’s tan
Young sister, older brother Emma shot Alex, her brother, for the fourth time in a row on the video game they were playing. He sighed. "How are you so good at this?" She shot him again. "Because I'm me, I'm perfect." Those words stayed with Alex
e nervous that someone might walk into the garage and see me looking at this dirty magazine but I knew I had to see more, I hid the magazine under my shirt and went into my room, I locked the door and I couldn't believe how fast my little heart was beating at the thought of looking at these pictures
With a mix of nearly equal parts frustration and hopelessness I stared at the mechanical conundrum that was my car’s engine. I’d been stuck here with my hood up hoping to get some kind of help for hours
When I was younger I used to have low self-esteem. I was a little over weight; not alot, maybe 10-15lbs more than I should be. I used to think no one would ever want to date me, that's why I loved attention whenever I got it. I eventually met this older boy and we started dating
When I was 17 my sister Jordan was 16 and we lived with our mom and dad in Syracuse, NY. We lived in a moderately sized home with 3 bedrooms; one for my parents, one for my sister, and one for me. My sister's room hadn't been painted since we moved in 7 years previous
Patricia was admiring her body. The mirror reflected a bombshell beauty. She was thirty-eight, but she still had it where it counted. At five feet and six inches, Patricia was a woman who had taken care of her body
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