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Chapter 5: Hannah vs. 100+ Outlaws Hannah did not know what time she fell asleep, but she did know that despite her fatigue it took her at least a few hours. She cried the entire time too

Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2 {KatieKittyKat} (F tech mast nc sci-fi) Author: KatieKittyKat Title: Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2 Summary: A young girl on vacation encountered a Guyver unit, an alien device that gave her a protective suit of Bio-Armour

[Opening Theme: "Violet Skies" by In This Moment] EPISODE 12: "Violated by Evil! Fear Raider Attacks!" "Aw, too bad," the Tsarina said, taunting Jennifer while holding her tightly in a headlock

Ginger Sullivan was tall. Very tall. Standing at 6’-2,” she towered over all the boys and girls in her high school senior class

Unknown Presence - The Vessel. Leeann Hamilton had always been a normal twenty something girl with the IQ of a genius and looks that could stop people dead in their tracks. She was a dead heat in a Zeppelin race

Part one Jackson was sitting up with Beth in his lap. His right hand pushing her ass hard against his body. Her legs either side of his torso. They had been fucking for at least an hour, the usual rough, controlling stuff that Beth now craved. As much as any junkie did their fix

Rachel felt his hard cock parting her pussy lips stretching her walls, sliding deeper into her love tunnel. She didn’t open her eyes, just pictured him. The large handsome Spaniard she had met on the beach. Who'd whisked her off her feet, with his dark skin and rock hard abs

He looked over at his star gymnast as she sat in the lunch room and ate her food. She was 18, not even 5 feet tall and weighed next to nothing. He couldn’t get over how sexy she was, or how she would tease him all the time

In April of 1959; I was a high school senior less than 2 months from graduation. I had a job on the second shift at the local textile mill and had just recently purchased a newer car to replace my old clunker. My new one was a red '55 Chevy in excellent condition

Samantha N 379 part 1. The rain drops smeared the windows of the bus as it threaded the early morning rush hour traffic and Samantha worried that her plans to arrive early for her first day as a receptionist in an anonymous grey concrete office block in the centre of London

Tiffany was alone in her room, doing her homework on her bed, when she heard a knock at her door. "I'm busy," she called out without looking up. "Come on, open up," Jon hissed back at her through the door

This is the second 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

(This is a long read and has a non-erotic beginning. Please be patient for buildup!) Over 50 years later, the 900 year old demon lord meets an attractive half elf, Chalise, in search of a cure for those falling ill to evil

16 slut Yesterday she had turned 16! Jenny had gone to a party with her cousin Becky last night; Becky was 23, and a bit of a slut! As Jenny found out

Chapter 1 Breaking into her apartment was child's play. At 18 years old the naive teenager had no sense of security from the danger that lurked out in the world

Hey, I’m back and if you read the first part of this story, well then here’s what happened next… One morning after my girlfriend left for work, I got Kyle to come into the bedroom

***Warning, the following work involves the topics on incest, nonconsensual sex, bondage, and mental conditioning. All Participants are over the age of 18, and this work is a complete work of fiction and has no basis in reality for any persons

I had been locked up for a little over a year now. I was consumed with regret for what I did, flipping drugs and shit. Just a young thug trying to make money, ya know? But I guess every dog has his day, and they finally got me, and gave me three fucking years

The studio was darker than most I had worked in. The soft glow of the lights on the other side of the room were obviously dim bulbs around the classic vanity makeup mirror. I stepped around some clutter to the vanity and opened my bags

Joan was a woman at our church. You know the type. Every church has one, the perennial Do-gooder. She has a hand in everything, teaching the kids, help seniors, fund raising, donuts and coffee and anything else