Reluctance - Page 33


Deep in the woods of the Carpathian mountains, there is a small cottage sitting in its perfection while the land and plant life around it is twisted, tainted and horrendous



This is a true story. If it weren't true it might be more interesting but I wanted to write something that has it's value in being completely true I'm only changing names. *** My boyfriend was out with his friends at the bar, since I wasn't 21 I couldn't join them


Mindy and I were in a taxi cab just pulling out of McCarran Airport in Las Vegas. We were on our way to the Bellagio. Four hours ago, in the parking garage at Denver International Airport, I bent Mindy over into the backseat of my car and fucked her in her tight little ass
Ok my 1st time was when I was 16 and he was a 30 something married policeman from another town! I used to party in this small town ALOT as a high school student, he had the hots for me. I knew it because he was always stopping us
Excuse me fella, but you look like somebody I can trustand I need a little bit of help here. Me, I love raping some bitch more than anything. I love sticking it to them. Ramming my thick hard, thick 12 inch cock into some unwilling ass and pussy is the greatest thing in the world
Jezebel stood at the paint flecked door and knocked again. She was so warm in her blue trouser suit the gold piping making her look like some kind of naval officer. The electricity company insisted she wore it and she had to admit if anyone could make this look sexy she could



I swear I heard the door creak! In front of me Elaine, my mistress, is bent over on her hands and knees with my cock balls deep in her pretty little asshole but I cannot concentrate on the tight warmth that is surrounding my raging hard on



Near miss story#3: Diana Birthday Pool Party with Jackie Now Jackie and I didn’t have to wait very long at all for the our next opportunity to present itself to us. Matter a fact it was only just a few short months
Too Sticky: Hi there, my name is Monica. I'm 23 years old and in the process of becoming a neurosurgeon. My father always had horrible migraine problems, so around the age of 17, I decided to dedicate myself to eliminating that problem



CHAPTER ONE – The Story “So are you coming to dad’s play tomorrow?” Amanda asks as she lays there wrapped around the strong arms of Daniel, whom she has been dating for over two years, on the couch in his bedroom watching Notebook. Amanda loves this man



Charley stared at her ass in this new dress. Her best friend had convinced her to get it for their girls’ night out that evening and she slightly regretted it
Have you ever been so drunk, that you do something you know you shouldn’t do? That you’ve been fighting with yourself not to do? Yeah, that’s where I’m at right now. The night started out well. I went over to my cousin’s house, grabbing a few things to drink on the way
Road to Denver Every winter my wife and I hook up with our good friends Dan and Anne and travel to Denver for our annual ski trip. We make the long drive from Illinois to the mountains mostly at night



The Widow It was 9am on the day of the funeral, George had passed away suddenly and unexpectedly of a heart attack. He left behind his wife Michelle and 2 young children. George had run a local business selling computer products before his passing



Chapter One: Monday morning. The alarm is blaring at me once again; I knock several empty beer cans over trying to silence the incessant bleeping. I know I need to get up; I have a lecture to present to another new group of bored young adults