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I knew that I was in trouble when I finally called her.. Her voice was cold and sharp drawing me in and making me listen to her short snaps. Her words made me still and they cut against my ear like a sharp blade

On April 15,2005 I became the person I've always wanted to be. I had just arrived at my parents house for dinner and decided it was the right time to tell them. As you can imagine coming out of the closet on your sister's birthday can be a party crasher

stiff muscles throughout her powerfully built Isiri frame stretch and then relax some, helping to work a bit of life back into her uncomfortable form as her Lessers went about her orders, clearing away the human dead and providing medical attention to their wounded as they set up camp for the night

Gina the Love Slut Chapter 1: The Beginning My name is Gina, I am 35 years old and I would like to share with you my sexual adventures. I guess you could call me a slut, as I love having sex. I have been married three times, as the men in my life could not keep up with me

Most of the time when people go out for a few drinks and maybe some entertainment they don't expect to live out one of their secret fantasies.My husband and I had been together for 23 years and have had many nights out but never had I imagined one to turn out like this

Part 2 Throughtout the next couple of months, it became a nightly habit. We all got in a schedule of daddy cleaning my bottom and checking my coochie, he didnt always play with my button though

“Why not, look forward to it, very much,” I smiled back. I am of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting

My body trembled and my mind raced as I saw Will walk towards me. His gaze felt so powerful over me; at least Sir's was gentle some of the time

"Mmm yes! Not so hard baby." She grabbed my ass and pulled me closer into her soaking wet panties. My mom was kind of slow since she lives with a disability. She's only had 1 man and that's when she was raped to conceive me

Chapter 2 After many days and nights of being raped, whipped and degraded in any possible way, I finally just gave in. Accepted what they did to me without crying, without complaining. I felt numb to the process. I am awaken by a young girl. She is gorgeous

Emily’s Lingerie Party (All girls) I woke up Saturday morning and had to go to the bathroom. Ashley, my girlfriend/lover, was curled up with her forehead touching my back. Poor thing was almost completely uncovered, and looked so cold

my name is Jude Grey. I'm 17 years old 5'11 maybe 6'0 now. I have Powder blue eyes, dark black-brownish hair. I have very detailed/chiseled features as people tell me

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the “Harry Potter” characters. These stories are strictly for ‘entertainment’ purposes. Don’t sue me, I have no money

Charity Jones here again. We’ve finally come to the end of the high school road for my formerly younger self. I’ll skip the witty banter and let’s finish this. The final week of high school. Here it was. A bunch of exams and lots of study time

Two friends kidnapped Ann and her best friend Kylie where tied down in a small damp room, their collars were connected to a leach and a metal ring on the wall and their hands were bound together behind their backs. Ann’s muscles were sore and painful

He was a married older man, totally laid back, and my boyfriends Uncle. His name was Dave and I affectionately called him Doctor Dave. I enjoyed listening to him talking about his life; when is use to party and that something was missing for him

I stood looking at myself in the full length mirror behind the bathroom door. My dress was almost lime green, but a duller and darker than what is normally attributed to the color

Four Years Later The jukebox whispered out a gentle melody as Miley shuffled around the room, wiping up tables and stacking chairs. She didn't make much money waitressing, but she needed all she could get

Part 4 cuz shit keeps happening! I probably have too many irons in the fire, that's why! With 9 regular fwbs even if I don't spend time with one consistently, its still a couple of occasions a week I'm writing something in here

She picked up her journal, the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life, and as she turned the page she smiled as the memories came flooding back to her as she recalled the pleasure and knowledge they gave her