Reluctance - Page 31
Hello readers! This is my first attempt at incest stories and a tad different than my usual writing. If you like it or have any suggestions for a possible second chapter, let me know in the comments! Thanks for reading! Disclaimer: all characters portrayed are 18+ years old
Carols nephew comes to stay BY Docker5000 Carol Newport was just leaving her office to go home, when she got a telephone call from her sister Tricia. Tricia told her that her husband’s mother; had been rushed into hospital and they were on their way to go and see how she was



- Chapter 1 Women consider me handsome and charming. I appreciate their opinion and I take full advantage of that. I'm also black



Night time, walking alone returning from some unknown place. Walking briskly, the quiet of the night disturbed only by the occasional car and the sound of her heels on the pavement



Do not seek the Gorgon, Her hideousness will, Make you turn to stone. The prize was too tempting, He journeyed across the island, To seize her head for a trophy. Into the labyrinth he went, Down cold and darkened corridors, Searching out the thing born of fear


Stewardess Cindy Ch 5 – Humour & Satire Original story by Frankel Hopefully, it'll work THIS time. Cindy stood in the aisle waiting to do the new safety instructions as the plane prepared to take off



My name is Max, I'm an only child and I recently turned 19



I'm not going to lie, I was very nervous my first time. Mr. Lance was my chemistry teacher. We all knew he was gay. How could he not be? He was pretty flamboyant and he always checked out a boy's ass or package



Chapter 2: First Day On The Job “That’s what i like to hear. Now at 12AM tomorrow i want you to be at our house dressed up in the sexiest outfit that you can get your hands on. I’ll text you our address.” “I can't. My family are still at home by 12.” I pleaded



This could only mean more trouble. What were these fuckers planning for me? The new arrival said, “I’m Trevor and the guy you have been eating is Randy.” I had nothing. I was stark naked, firmly planted on my knees in front of two naked boys



Tina and the Stuffed Pussy By: Jujun DISCLAIMER: Below is a work of fantasy and fiction and in no way reflects actions or intentions of real people or the views or preferences of the author
I've been wanting to tell my story for a while. I didn't know how to do it because most definitely I didn't want to voice it out. In today's world, that would follow me for long time and that I don't want. So I decided to type it out. Here it goes. I am Kerri and 22 years old


I am laying here; the heat of our brief heat wave has exhausted me. So I am on my bed running my hands over my skin – from my neck down – my hands wet with coconut oil, so fragrant and sensual
Veronica knocked on the classroom door, her knuckles stinging at the bite of the wood. She was hoping the teacher, Mr. J hadn't left yet. She had something to discuss with him. "Come in," his voice answered the knock. She walked into the classroom, closing the door behind her
The old cell phone Well I’ll tell you right up front, the names in this story have been changed, pretty much where I felt like it. For starters, I am “the other woman” and no I do not feel bad about it one bit