Reluctance - Page 70



Pine Ridge Pincess Part Two The afternoon sun shone brightly on the Berghoff, its snow covered peak dazzlingly white against the clear blue sky
My back arching, I pulled at my bed sheets as Rachel’s lips slid up and down my penis. Even without my assistance, she was having no trouble deep-throating me now. I could feel her saliva dripping down my shaft, puddling against my stomach before her face slammed back down on me
This is a Deirdre tribute story first published by me in 1994. The street fair seemed like a cute idea. It was that kind of neighborhood, the suburbia of green lawns, cats, dogs and kids
THE FIVE FORMS OF KIMBER by the Perv Otaku CHAPTER 1: FIRE STONE The figure of a female rose from behind the sand dune. The fine face, slender arms, small but shapely breasts, and the slim, uncovered belly showed that this was a beautiful woman



I came home that night in a terrible mood, last thing on a Friday I had history with Miss Willis and you cannot imagine a more conceited, stuck up, priggish woman


Tanya hurried down the the street. She had a sense someone was watching her Stalking her Hunting her. Tanya, who had just graduated highschool, was one of the most popular students. She was on the basketball team and track team. Everything seemed to stop after highschool though



Story will be a bit rough havnt written in a while Jim walked through the large glass doors, glancing at the email from his hopefully soon to be boss. A reference from his college had given him the lead for the job



ut her finger and my Boringer Slumped down into the chair, “I don’t think anybody needs to know about this or what you saw earlier, Mr Boringer” jess said “or else those pictures go straight to the police” Mr Boringer looked at her and sighed in defeat “okay, go on, get out, I’ll hear no more of it”
I was sat at my desk willing the seconds to turn into minutes, the minutes into hours and then I would finally be released from this hell
It was about midnight by the time I pulled my truck into my driveway. I looked sideways at Audrey snoring softly in the passenger seat, fast asleep. After unlocking and opening the front door, I returned to the truck and retrieved Audrey's sleeping form



In this final chapter, Walter, Weston and Woodruff Monty are rounded up. If you desire background to some items mentioned in this story, you might want to also read my short stories “The Society - Witness Protection,” “The Redhead in the Killer Kollar,” and “The Master of the Kollar



Sex Train This is one of those stories that no one will ever believe. And it all starts with a Christmas party for my workplace. I’ll start at the beginning. My name is Chris, I’m 21 years old, blonde hair, blue eyes and a decent 6 foot figure
Jenny had lost a bet to her brother, and she didn't want to pay up, but he grinned at her, making her stomach queasy by the look in his eye. She wanted him to let her drive his car, and he wanted her to give him a blowjob. She lost. “Billy, please don't make me do it!” she begged



Amanda stood up satisfied. Looking around her house she was making some progress unpacking but she was starting to get tired. Stretching her back she rubbed her breasts, even they were sore and tired from the move
A Girl In Every Port Part X_X_X Many nights later, Christina had had a little too much to drink. I on the other hand don't drink, so at about 12:30, she was pretty far gone. Me, well I was feeling real frisky and a bit on the devious side