Reluctance - Page 18



Please go gentle, this is my very first sex story. The beginning of this is all about the torture and dominance so there isn't very much actual sex but there will be a lot more coming



Whack! With another swing, the black belt came down hard upon Sarah's mother's fragile body. Sarah curled herself up into the corner of the bare, dark room and closed her eyes, wishing herself to not be there
My name’s Matt. I’m 21 years old, 6’2” inches tall, and although I’m slim, I have fairly defined muscles. I’ve also got dark brown hair, cut short, and dark brown eyes. I’ve not got a huge amount of body hair, and I tend to keep my pubes trimmed pretty short
After a night of cunnilingus and felattio with Donna my sexual appetite was a tad bit lessened than it would be on a hump day Wednesday or any other day for that matter. Before I could truly get lost in my sexual ambitions there was work



As the two girls saw what was being shown at the natural history exhibit, depicting the life of the Native American family, they blushed, turned their heads and hurriedly walked away
Leaving Home: The Story of Candy Lane by Cheltenham Tags: rape, porn film, coercion, sixteen, violence **************************************************** Read the tags above
It was silk and extremely soft looking through the window. It covered the mannequin so beautifully and I knew I had to have it. I had to own it in my house so that whenever it was time for her to wear it then it was available for her. I pictured her in it and she looked incredible



This is how for me it all started, the public wanking that is. I'm not asking for for forgiveness or understanding, I'm just telling you how it is. That girls are sex objects and that part of the thrill. Does that make me a pervert? Yes, so get over it



The teacher stood up as a new student walked through the door. she was gorgeouse. black hair pale skin. not to mention her greeat body. the teacher then announced "class we have a new student from our sister school. I want all you girls to be very very nice to her.her name is Evee
alien, reluctance, rape, teen, pregnancy ********** The Darkness is Calling ********** Makayla glanced back and forth outside of her house on the sidewalk, scanning for any chance she might have been followed. Her dark brown hair swung to and fro as her head turned
Minding Others by DiscipleN Chapter 8 After mom called Wendy that night, Rodney left to meet her and try to save their relationship, again. Lynn and Shell were tucked into their room, and I was told to knock on my mom's bedroom door once they slept. "Come in Jules



Easter used to mean chocolate candy eggs laid by a magic bunny. But that was when I was a kid. Now it was just a Sunday that I got to sleep in for. I was deep into doing just that when my cell phone woke me up far earlier that I would have liked, even on a normal day


Naomi Price was facing a crisis not of her own making but one that only she could figure out how to solve. She was 38 and her career was going well. But her 14-year-old daughter was in private school. She and her husband had divorced shortly after she was born
They're at it again. Same thing every night, my mom's drunk off her ass, and my dad beating her senseless. The thing about the Midwest is there is a ton of tiny towns you have never heard of, and most of them aren't worth knowing



My story takes place back in the late 80's, when PC's and Digital Cameras still were a rarity, but which I had in my possession, using them for my main hobby: taking photos