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Time Manipulation Mind Control Chapter Eight: Hot Paused Fun By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Salome “Sam” Shapiro My phone buzzed in my sweatpants pocket. Just like I was buzzing from my orgasm. Orgasms weren't as messy or as useless as I thought

•A couple months later.First day of school.• I opened my eyes and stretched.I looked at the alarm clock. "7a.m. Okay, time to get up.Senior year!" I thought.I sat up and shook Ryan's shoulder violently

Chapter 22 Halvatia Curry hummed softly as she cleaned the collard greens for dinner. The murmur of laughter caused her to look up and out the kitchen window. There in the gazebo sat the Crafton's, Carter and Caitlin along with their mother

Alex came 12 times that night. He simply couldn’t take his hands off his cock. He found himself grinding it against his mattress and pillow, biting his blanket and moaning “Mommy!” into his sheets while fucking his iron-clenched hand

I sat there staring at my phone, I looked through last night pictures and placed a hand on my forehead. “what the fuck did we do?” I stared at my brother who was also staring at his phone

We’d a healthy sex life in our own perverse ways. It was a well kept secret. We would’ve plenty of opportunities and none were spared. Some were used to have fun in our way of home-bred method of getting physical while some were used to discovering new ways of pleasuring each other

Author's Note: This is a prequel of sorts. It covers Bob's history and background. After the first few chapters, time starts whizzing by, as decades were covered

I made scrambled eggs, sausage and toast for breakfast. I told the girls to come and get it and that the boys were welcome to eat also. I made enough. As young boys never are not hungry, they agreed to eat breakfast

Maeghan Wrist ----- 11 -- The rest of the week passed by relatively depressingly. As much as Ean, mom, and I put on a happy act and hung together for support, whether it was all in my head or what it was in reality, there was simply a dark aura between us

Fbailey story number 632 Pretty, Tiny Tits, And Pissing My daughter was having one of her infamous sleepovers. She knew that I didn’t mind if she and her girlfriends had a little to drink. However, it was escalating

Run, Vanessa. Fucking run! I tripped over my two left feet as I fled through the woods. I didn’t know what was after me, but I did know this—there was no way in hell I was going to let it get me. Pausing at a tree to catch my breath, I took stock of where I was

Jenna threw her overnight bag over her shoulder. " be back tomorrow mom" she yelled up the stairs. "Like she cares" Jenna said to herself when she hadn't heard a response. She grew up with her mom and she used the title lightly

This is not a true story. It is not a fantasy and I will never act on anything like this. I also advise no one else act on things like this either. Keep your thoughts only as thoughts I like to write stories like this, but I'm no good at it. It's all in good fun I'm Gre9ory

Scarlet was a beautiful young woman, sixteen years of age and skin fair as a cold spring day. With eyes so blue that even the sky coveted their vibrant color, she was the object of every mans fantasy

Fbailey story number 411 Blowjobs And More Pete and Marilyn had lived next door to me for as long as I could remember. Pete was my best friend and a year older than I was, Marilyn was a year younger than I was, and we all went to the same school