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Her stomach fluttered. Her legs felt like jelly. Could she go through with it? Was it too daring? Min Chen had planned this for months. Now she sat in her car under the willow tree waiting for 3am

Part 2 continues— So I stood by my grandfathers bed. I knew what he wanted and my best coarse was to fulfill his need and be quiet. Nevermind that my pussy was dripping in anticipation of what is to come. Deep inside of me, I knew I wanted it

Diary of the Kosmetics Killer (Entry # 3) It has been 2 months since the last killing. The first two victims had provided great joy to me before and especially after their deaths

Chapter 2 Helena woke up with a scream, reaching up to the ceiling as if to grab a lifeline thrown to her. She was back in her bed but looked around fearfully for Xavier, finding only her concerned roommate. “Are you ok?” “Yeah… I’m ok, just a bad dream

Id just dropped off our son to his nursery when I finalised my plan. I knew what I wanted from my ex, and where she lived. Today, I was going to pay her a visit. I should clarify some things. She and I had broken up almost a year ago

Dahlia couldn't remember where she was. In fact, she couldn't quite remember what she was doing stark naked in the middle of her dark bedroom. With a muffled groan, she tried to prop herself up on her elbows but only got as far as the groan - she was tied in place

Laying there with my hard dick between my little sisters ass cheeks thinking about what I had just done kept me hard and slowly getting even harder. Especially considering that Stacey kept wriggling her little bum into it

The wind was whipping around the thin streets and tall buildings of the seaside town I lived in. I pulled my winter coat closer around me as protection against the cold air which was gusting up my dress and around my chest. My nipples were rock hard from the chill

Inside the stifling cellar the afternoon heat had nowhere to go so the walls seemed to perspire the syrup air thick and stale. The undertaker had hooded all three women desensitising them; allowing him time to manipulate each of their sweaty bodies into the positions he like

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title: The Life of Erika author: Scarlett Blaze part: 1 summary: The Good Girl keywords: f+m, m/m, anal, bd, 1st, humil, nc, oral, teen, tg, tort Hannah was a pretty 13-year-old girl who stood just a bit over 5 feet tall with long curly red hair to the middle of her back and green eyes

This is a little fictitious yet delicious teaser and shout-out to all my fellow members who wished they could write a good story about romance, passion, lust and their true unspoken perversions

Miranda Wilde. Lance could stare at her for hours. Getting wank material was as easy as opening up an image search and typing her name. She was one of those women who looked amazing no matter what hair style or outfit she was rocking

name3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Clint Elliston I had my queen and my concubine perched on my naked thighs, both girls nude, their pussies hot and juicy on my flesh as they squirmed, their arms around my neck, and their breasts thrust right into my face

In a darkened room, lit mainly by candles, she awaited Him, nervous, excited

DISCLAIMER: I'D ADVISE READING CHAPTER ONE-TWO AHEAD OF THIS. Chapter 3 Outside I felt the hot sun caress my face as I stepped out onto the public street. Looking back, I could see my Mother's slightly bruised face disappearing behind the door to my house

Diary of the Kosmetics Killer (Entry # 1) I often fantasize about women. Unconscious women. Lovely unresisting ladies that I can manipulate, rape and have total control over

Wanda had been fucking with her older brother for about six months now and they went at it any time they could be in a situation to be alone

Jerry and Mike were enjoying their beers and a couple rips from the bong while they watched Jackie on the monitor struggling down stairs. To the two rapists it was freaking hilarious

Off the north-east coast of Kent, England, lies the Isle of Sheppey. A number of dirt roads form a lattice pattern on the harsh lowland to the north of the island where an assortment of one and two storey houses litter the sides of these potholed roads