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“Hey Dave! How was your break?” I looked up to see my best friend Ivy. We’ve been friends since the start of the school year. Spring break just ended and I haven’t seen her in over a week. For some reason she looks different. “Hi Ivy, it was good. I didn’t do much
As the brown haired and petite Hollie, aged nine, walked in quietly from school she couldn't help but notice the loud grunts and groans coming from the living room. Silently she crept towards the school, trying to make her escape



Denise went back to work on Monday. She went in early so she could catch up in areas where she had fallen behind with her unscheduled absences. Her associate, Dave, was already at work. He looked up and said, “Hi,” and Denise responded



The dirty, broken sign said "Welcome to Bloodstone". Jane rode alone along the dusty track, into the small town. It didn’t look very welcoming. A few rough looking men loitered the street, they were all dirty and unshaven and just starred at her as she slowly rode past
Author's note. This chapter features a famous real person but is purely a work of fiction. It was a warm spring day in New York City. My name is Cherie and I was walking down the sidewalk with a sense of importance and purpose



This is one of my first stories please critique it and give me any advice. I am planning more in this series. Tina was team manager for the Harleem township highschool. She was a pretty, if slightly plump, girl. She stood 5’4” tall, 125lbs with large 36 D breasts
I had been on several gay dating apps and had realized that most of the guys were looking for hook ups. Not a bad problem when your 24 and just started coming out of the closet
I was at work today and in my general, typical fashion I was checking out everyone of my co-workers and judging them. My eyes stopped on one of the nurses. Her name was Misty. She was one of the most beautiful women I had seen in quite some time



Fbailey story number 173 Who Is Your Daddy My name is Peg. It’s not short for anything. Mom and dad don’t believe in long drawn out names. My four brothers are Tom, Ted, Tim, and Tad. I was about ten years and nine months old when I had my first period



Fbailey story number 540 Daddy Gave Me A Job My thirteen-year-old sister came into my bedroom. I was still in bed because it was a Saturday and I didn’t have to get up until noon if I didn’t want too. So I hollered to her to get out but she didn’t
*Author's Note-This story contains non consensual sex. I do not condone the action nor would I suggest you go out and do it. It is wrong on many levels, fictionally, however, it makes a good story, if you enjoy it of course. These character's and events are mine, and not up for copy



TRUE! --horny -- very, very uncontrollably horny I had been and still am; but why will you say that I am a rapist? The perversity had sharpened my senses --not destroyed --not dulled them. Above all was the sense of acute smell. I could smell all things in my college dormitory
Stranger: 19 f usa no pics ;) You: its ok You: m usa 22 You: how r you tonight? Stranger: Awesome, hey I got a question, do you like werewolves, or roleplay? You: both You: why? Stranger: Yes! you're perfect



I woke up in the morning, it was monday I was very tired I had a good Sunday night I went to my friend joes house for a piss up it was not a house party just a few friends getting wasted, but I'm getting off subject I was in bed and my mom knocked on the door with breakfast


The idea came to her as she was shopping for today's dinner