Stockholm Syndrome - Page 9

The straddling man nodded excitedly his hand on his cock his balls slapping on Steph’s screaming face. He was getting harder every second his length unfurling to attention. He could see how much fun his longhaired biker friend was having

The first time I was exposed to feminization and with it sex with another person was around the time I was 14. I had lost my role-model and close friend a couple of years before that and was from a rather broken home that never really communicated

Author's Note: Now, I did write all of this. This is my own writing. However, this story is very influenced by the story Isabelle's Awakening on literotica by Jasmine30

PREPARATION Consciousness returned slowly. I lay on a soft bed in an unfamiliar room. The décor was pink and there were quantities of lace. It was warm, with subdued hidden lighting. I was naked. My arms, shoulders, back, anus and testicles ached. So did my head

Bill and Anne both heard the sound of Johnny's truck pulling back behind the barn. She wanted to stop fucking right away and get dressed, but Bill knew that putting the truck away meant washing it first, and that was at least 20 minutes

Chapter Twelve: Forgive Us, Our Trespasses Dante had dropped Angel off at the club, as promised. He had left fairly quickly afterwards too. She seemed to suddenly not trust him, when he had awoken that morning. He had made her breakfast while she showered, but she refused to eat

Anonymous 12/19/11 It was a cold winter night. I had been walking outside for about two hours dodging police cars and traveling in the shadows. My buddy Rick said that the house was on 27 Kinley St. I looked on my map, Kinley st. was a block away

Story codes: M/f, snuff, necro, rom, nc->cons, supernatural Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, to be read only by individuals aged 18 or above. The events depicted herewith are fantasy and do not reflect real world events in any way

“Adam,” Dad said when we got to his office in the basement, “There are two things we need to talk about before I give you your birthday present. First and foremost, I’m going to need you to promise that you’ll never tell anyone about it

I bit down softly on my tongue in anticipation. The door opened and I was greeted by her beautiful figure, completely naked. Those blue eyes glittering a soft smile on her face. Her breast hung free. Her pussy lips freshly shaven walked up to her pushing my way into the door

James - A story by nick. For readers who don't live in Britain or otherwise don't know, I'll begin with a brief explanation on "chav". Chavs are a subculture throughout the UK, characterized by modified cars, bad music and casual alcoholism

Even celebrities have dark secrets in their families. Some people say that the secrets celebrities keep are even worse than those of normal people. In the case of Billie Eilish Pirate Baird O'Connell, the second is certainly true

-Part One - Laying in bed on her side Ellie shivered slightly and pulled the sheet tighter around herself but didn’t stir. The window swung open slowly and soft light bathed the room as the curtains parted

Terror gripped Jessica. “Funky chicken no sauce.” Jessica said urgently into her phone. She repeated it a few times before shoving her phone back in her pocket and pulling her gun from her purse. “Get in the car and run Jessica.” Mark ordered, “Go!” “You too. Get in the car

Few months past since Alvin and Kristie did something. But since Kristie was called onstage with the chipmunks, she's gonna be the guest of their mall tour later on. The chipmunk's assistant, Stacy called her. "Hello, is this Kristie?" Stacy asked

Maria and her sister Connie Maria and Connie grew up in a big Greek family in Brooklyn. Maria was younger than Connie and they were best friends growing up. Even though they were three years apart they almost looked like twins and people could always tell they were sisters

This is my first attempt at writing my story, I have decided to enter it in the CAW 10 also. Please give me constructive criticism and try not to be too harsh with me as it is my first story and a part of my life

--- "Are you searching for something little one?" --- She heard a voice --- "Yeah. I lost a phone somewhere in this alley" --- She said --- "You lost a phone? Is that right?" --- The man said, and she realized it's the voice of one of the men. Hank

When I was back at school I felt oddly at ease. Being home had been a break from the structure and routine but now it felt comforting to be back where I knew what to expect. I suppose that’s the lifestyle. The restrictions ultimately become our comfort

Home She sat at the bar silently watching him watching her. The night had been long and hard, full of monotonous glitter laced bullshit from exotic dancing and she was drained