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CHAPTER SIX: BOARD OF DIRECTORS DINNER “Good evening, Sir.” Mr. Woodburn asked me to greet each of the Directors as they arrived

I can feel myself sweating a little as I maneuver my blood red Porsche Caymen S into the parking garage. I am nervous as hell - who would've thought Ms. Perfect would need to see a damn shrink? I mean, it's not like I'm crazy or - okay so maybe I have a couple of issues

The Following Story Is Fictional. Her name was Natalie, she moved in next door about three months prior. Remembering that on it's own got me hard, I mean how could it not? the perky tits under her tight pink crop top just teasing all who look? Or how about the short.

Author’s note: This story is based on real life events that occurred to me. The names have all been changed to protect the innocent, and not so innocent

This is a story of suicide during sex. Please keep in mind this is merely a first draft, but I would love some feedback to make the necessary adjustments. If you do not like this type of story, do not read it

The Devil's Pact, The Hell Chronicles Chapter Eight: Seduction Notes: Thanks to b0b for Beta reading this! Lamia – The Abyss “I wish to parley with your Lord,” I purred, staring at the women and the charred, skeletal demons that had us surrounded

Antonella was buried in the garden of her home, and everyone that had known her was invited. Many speeches were made, although Alexis declined the chance to make one of her own

“I'm not sure that you're going to have time to get dry before we get to the service station.” "Yea and as soon as I get out of the car I will be wet again anyway, and not in a good way

Mayor’s Rape Plan & Negotiating A Cuckolding DISCLAIMER: The following story contains elements of an adult nature, and those under 21 years of age, or those who are offended by graphic fighting, bondage, non-consensual sex, rape and wonderfully extreme promiscuity, should read no further

Training a Young Slave: Connie Becomes Entertaining Please read Training a Young Slave first. Over the next few months, slave Connie became a very good slave for Master Jim and Mistress Dora

Krish Revin grumbles as he shuffles a stack of papers and sets them on the corner of his desk. This teaching job was about to drive him nuts. All these hot little sluts running around and him not allowed to touch. Looking towards the back row, he rested his eyes on a particular female

Georgia by Vanessa Evans Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous parts. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable

“Mmmmmm” That was all Amanda could say at that point. Tommy was totally enjoying sucking on her sweet breasts. Each time he lightly bit down on her nipple she would tighten her grip on his hair

A Mostly Unwelcome Surprise By Clove Hardwood (Click on “my stories” to see previous chapters of this story) The following story is entirely a work of fiction

It was 1:00 am in London, and I was returning from a friend’s house partying late. I was a a 5'3 brunette weighing around 115 lbs

reasts Soyeon Kim, 32, Dry Cleaners wife, 5'2, Asian, Black hair and eyes, 34C breasts Chin Ho Kim, 40, Dry Cleaner owner with Soyeon, 5'7, Asian with 5” cock Caillum, 46, Jet Airplane Pilot, 6'2 white, 8” cock Randee, 36, wife of Caillum, 5'8, white, Red Hair Blue Eyes, 38C breasts Reba, 16

I walked out of his house and into my Jeep. I felt confused, hurt and most importantly used. I slammed the car door hard, before pulling out of Trevor's driveway. I tried to hold back the tears that were forming, until I finally lost it as I pulled into my driveway

The Senator stood in the front office listening to the chants outside his office. He was tall, lean and muscular, a rare college athlete who hadn’t gone to seed in his 40s. He had rich blue eyes and a shaved head

We're in your room, with no door, it broke last week, your sister is in the hall on the computer, blissfully unaware. I have u tied to ur bed, blindfolded so you couldnt see anything, we are talkin loudly, deliberately discussing how we hoped no-one would hear us

I was 20 years old when my parents first bought me my plane ticket to Paris. I'd been saving for nearly two years when they sprung it on me, I was speechless. Well, not literally of course