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Part 2 I awoke Sunday morning alone in Kassy’ s bed, still in the tight mini skirt, my ass was deliciously sore bringing back a flood of memories from last night. I had spent the evening in full drag dressed as a slut and serving my mis...

I sit in the hotel room alone, nervously waiting for your arrival. My heart is pounding my mind is racing. I have dreamed of this moment since we first messaged one another. That fire and desire for you has been burning relentlessly since I first...

Kentucky Family PROLOGUE: This is a little lengthy introduction but is necessary to set the stage for my story. My name is Joshua, but everyone calls me Josh. I am the oldest of seventeen children. My mother had me when she was f...

A Proposal I Cannot Forget This is my first story on here, so be kind, please comment, will take criticism. This is a true story.. wish I could forget about it but maybe I was ment to share this. The names have been changed for confidentiality. A little backround

SIERRA The moans and screams of my teenage daughter flow from her open bedroom window and into the backyard. The neighbors give me amused expressions while I hurriedly run to the back door and fumble with the keys

Tiffany awoke on the couch. She wasn’t sure if that was all real, but the pain all over her body and the collar on her neck reminded her that it was. Everything was sore from the previous night’s events, or was it the previous day’s? She had no way to tell

We always got along well from the beginning; Sabrina, Kasey, and me. Sabrina was my older sister by a year; she has long beautiful blonde hair which fell over her shoulders. She had the piercing green eyes like the rest of our family

ssure in my ass I had never had before, and as his cock slipped out I knew why, liter after liter of hot cum ran out, the guy below was covered, all around guys stood in awe, as he moved off me leaving the biggest load of cum I've ever seen, dripping out of my well used butt John being kinky too

Justine’s visits became more frequent, and we became friends. In the end she guessed that her Daddy was fucking me

Chapter 4: Mr. Ettington and His Wife, Cornelia Trees. Mountains in the distance. I always admired nature's beauty, its calming indifference. It began to rain, just a slight drizzle. I flipped on the wipers

PLEASE CUM TO ME When we woke up, the clock said it was 1 o’clock in the afternoon. Connie and I had slept like babies after that all of the graduation partying we had done. I was the last one to wake up. “Time to get up, sexy.” Connie said to me

About a week went by. One day I was coming into class and Nikki grabbed me by the arm and said “We need to talk now!” I said “What’s up?” “You need to help Tamia” she said. “Help her how?” “Her stepmom is abusing her.” “So how do I help” I asked

Steaming coffee in one hand and a warm cream cheese bagel in the other, I carefully backed against the large glass door to the reception area and pushed it open with my rear. I stepped through, the pneumatic closer offering up a mechanical hiss to pull it shut after I entered

I held her hand and kissed the back of it softly; it made her rosy cheeks tinge a deeper pink color. My other hand circled her waist and I pulled her into my lap gently so not to cause her any pain at all. Her beauty couldn't be wasted on something like injury

An Afternoon in the Cougars Den The thumping bass sound announced the approach of Miguel's car long before Damon saw it come around the corner and pull up to the side of the basketball court

The tip of my nose began to tingle and I asked the bartender for a glass of ice water. Then my phone beeped…a text, from Him. I smiled and my heart hammered. I opened the text and laughed out loud, drawing a few smiling looks from around me. Just a number. The number 9 to be exact

Reading Allowed Ch. 01 * She thought, for perhaps the 1oth time since getting into the car, Just play it cool, but the more she admonished herself to act natural, the more self-conscious she got

Be sure to read part one; Kelly began to fondle my now limp dick. “ Baby I don’t think I can get it hard again” I told her

I'm an independent woman who had a bad childhood. My Mom didn't handle my dad's death very well. First she turned to drugs and then to a boyfriend who controlled and exploited her. When I got a little older he exploited us both, if you know what I mean

This is the sixth story of a much longer story arc, which is best read in the order of the List at the end. Translation of German words or phrases at the end. However, I have tried to make the meaning fairly clear in context. YOU WIN, ELF It is evening in late July