Romance - Page 87

morphing Imaginary… Only my memory Torturing me… Grabbing my hair Fucking my mouth Until I choke On his shaft In my throat Gagging, contracting, squeezing Tears streaming Saliva dripping Smack! Smack! Smack! Across my face “Who’s your Daddy, Bitch?!” A muffled… “Ooou Raawr

Isnt it great when your young, you can look past so much that as you get older you look back and wonder why you put up with it or why you allowed yourself to stay in that situation

Prologue “Is hunter coming over? Is he, is he, is he?” Dove followed her brother around the house. All she heard was Hunter. “Yeah he’s coming over but you aren’t hanging with us,” her brother glared at her. “But why?” She wanted to play with them, she wanted to see Hunter

Soon after I left the classroom I called Terrell and went straight to my house. To my surprise she had grew extremely fast since the last time I saw her. “Terrell what the hell happened?” He looked at the ground for a second and contemplated

I woke up Sunday morning and looked at the clock it was ten and all was still quiet in the house. I stretched and sat up looking around then realized I was naked then remembered how my wife and I had sex last night

Greg finally made it home from work. It had been an unusually long day and he was tired. He walked into his modest two-bedroom apartment, loosened his tie, and kicked off his shoes

The Story of Ann Chapter 6 Love on the Ranch as Devils Ride to Town I drove home leaving Jack’s thinking about him. The man had confessed what he had done to me some 4 years ago when Janet and I attended an end of school year party

This is a fictional story with no bearing on any real life people. This story is copyrighted to the author and redistribution by anybody except the author is not authorised without the author's written consent. It had been a lovely evening

Rommel watched her from afar. She was such a pixie, so innocent and all his. He thought of her grandfather, his life long tutor and how he had entrusted her care to him. He remembered well

Chapter 1 For our one-month anniversary, Alyssa had bought me this stupid little ceramic bear. He fit in the palm of your hand, nothing big, nothing fancy. He was a cutesy little affectation, not like a real bear, but more like a ceramic version of a teddy bear

This is the third and final installment of this true love story. After the incident at the movie where we were thrown out for lewd behavior we headed home glowing with satisfaction. Your gauze top was still smeared with chocolate

When I took (and flunked) Latin in my freshmen year at high school, we studied a textbook that had sort of a “Roman soap opera”, which took place before the Vesuvius eruption. Studying the lifestyle and culture of the people of Pompeii is what inspired this

SEASONS OF SEX, Part 2 WINTER, 1967-68 It was December 31, 1967, and for the first time in my life I had an actual date for New Year's Eve. It wasn't anything particularly exciting; but just the fact that I got to stay out past midnight—with Annabelle—made it extraordinary

Jennifer (Jennie) Connelly was five and a half years through a six year sentence when she first caught the eye of Officer Hughes. She was 24 years old; she was about five foot nine with long blonde hair and lovely green eyes

Suddenly it didn't seem so very important. The relationship we had built so quickly seemed distant and paled in comparison with what lay before me. College. Making a band, meeting new people, doing new things. . . .living