Non-consensual sex - Page 84
Keith was waiting in the shadows. He had his back against a tree and was stroking his cock slowly through his trousers, feeling the long, hard bulge of it. He was waiting for someone


Father Time Adam’s head was about to explode. His temples pounded with a pain he had never experienced. The throbbing seemed to start at the base of his neck and rode completely up the entire backside of his skull



I was awoke suddenly. A hand covered my mouth and I felt the weight of someone large sitting on top of my stomach. I opened my eyes and saw that it was dark still. I was lying on my back in bed and I could make out a shadow towering over me
Jail Force Parts 16-18 By: Jimmy T Seay (m+/t oral forced enema jail) =========================================================================== Bruno was about to fuck the prettiest boy he had ever layed with



Ying Li was so tired. The flight from Shanghai last night was 3 hours late and they lost all of her luggage. It was somewhere in Australia instead of Iowa. Plus she had not slept well because of the 12 hour time difference



The Breaking of Tracy part 1 Awaiting Tracy's arrival It's not enough to just hurt a woman. Years earlier I had tried rape, quite a bit of it in fact. Forcing their legs apart while muffling their screams with a tightly cupped hand over their mouth WAS exhilarating
The Train Ride She regretted last night. She just wanted him to like her. She didn’t know it would go that far. --LAST NIGHT— They were both on the bed making out. It was cold and her skin was still damp from swimming earlier



Disclaimer: This is a story of how I lost my virginity to an older man. The story is me as a 15 year old girl and of rape. If this is something that bothers you, then read no further. I have changed the name of the man in question. Sometimes when you play with fire you get burned
Chapter 1: Becoming A Slut Posted: December 11, 2006 - 08:22:09 am ï» The motorbike threaded its way through the piles of rubble, it's rider looking around at what was left of the city



Destiny awoke with a start due to cold grasp of the morning wind. In a sleep deprived daze, Destiny remembered where she was- her mind was drawn to her release and then to the years’ worth of depravation that she had endured in the dungeons
Using Natalie I pushed open the lounge door and flicked on the light. That s when I saw her Natalie, my twin-brother s ex-girlfriend. His ex after a big bust-up last weekend. What she was doing here was anyone s guess. But here she was.



My sitter had been called in to work the night shift. That left me there with her husband – “Fat Mike”. He is about 5’-8” tall and weighs about 250 lbs. Although not a flattering nick name, he has been called fat mike since he was a kid. I was awoken by voices



FINE PRINT (Part One) (Author's note: this is in no way intended to resemble any real occurrences, or depict anyone or any companies in the real world. This is nothing more than a product of my imagination, and it has absolutely nothing to do with the real me or my own preferences



A Staff Party Incident Allanah was a little drunk. Just a little. The booze was free so why not? It made getting home very difficult. She had to leave her car there, and walk home


I'm a pretty lucky guy, one of the few who actually enjoys their job. My name's Dougray, and I'm a twenty three year-old police constable, or cop if you like, serving my great country in the beautiful, remote Highlands of Scotland, usually on road patrol