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Erin woke up and lazily glanced at her alarm clock. Shit, she thought to herself. She had slept in and only had 30 minutes before her doctor's appointment. She had strained her right arm and needed it looked at. It had been hurting her for weeks now

His tongue licked over my breast. I could tell he was enjoying this. My eyes and voice held fear in them. I felt his teeth clamp down on my nipple. The more I move. The more he bit harder. His teeth were not the same. Though teeth are sharp, his were sharper

I had a hard time sleeping that night. After my session with Shanda The night before I had slept so much because of how stressed I was. However, that sleep wasn't caused by the stress so much as an escape from it. Even sleep didn't give me a leave from the reality of my situation

You know that feeling you get right when you're having an orgasm? I certainly do. It's a feeling that no matter how hard you try to explain it, it just seems impossible to get the right words in. Such a heavenly feeling

This story has been posted a few years ago, but I asure you I am the same person (jessica). I had to get a new account and wished for the story to be posted on here. So that the second story, once finished could be posted on the same account. It has been edited and slight changes

I belong to the boys, and to the boys I shall remain. By now you're familiar with the meaning behind these words. My name is Nina. I'm 27 years old, born and raised in Canada and married to my husband for one year

Chapter 1: Heaven It has long since been known that angels and demons despise each other.. But for these two lovers, neither can agree that that is entirely true

Sorry I am a little shy to kiss and tell but hubby told me to do it and let others read about me sexy day. Look at my pictures in our gallery to see what I look like

Chapter Twenty: Promises Angel was barely inside the door when Rich, who kicked the door closed behind her, had an arm around her waist, with his face buried in the crook of her neck. He was kissing, and gently biting her shoulder

She laid there on her stomach motionless, taking in the scent of clean linen in this same familiar hotel room that they always came to. She was letting Jake do his thing. She wondered how many time it's been that they've done this. The same routine, feeling nothing

Dear Diary, So I molested stupidname again

I can't tell you exactly when I first saw him looking, Millsy I mean. Maybe when me and Faith were rubbing up against each other on the sofa, putting on a show for the lads we worked with. She was beautiful, just sixteen with the most amazing deep brown eyes and great tits..

Earlier, you came in and told me you wanted to teach me about my body, then, kissed me. You played with my breasts and my kitty. You made me feel SO good. But, I didn’t get to see your cock

************************************************ Back at Mr. Anderson’s House After rendezvous with my boxing trainer (Jim Broadbent an African-American), I returned home to Mr. Anderson’s house. I was sitting in the kitchen, relaxing and sipping a glass of Coke

I sigh deeply as I look around myself. I hate the hassle of changing departments. I hate training hours that shorten my paycheck. I hate learning a new call flow

This story begins with a man being murdered leaving behind his young fiancée Alexis, she is devastated, grieving and wanting answers. So she decides to take matters into her own hands to get the answers from the only people who would know, the underbelly of society, the gangland

France, 1626 His brown eyes watched her as she walked, her steps heavy yet graceful

CHAPTER 1 Tara was 11 when her father raped her for the first time. Buck had been fantasizing about popping his prematurely developed daughter for some time now

I can’t help but remember how our first meeting was like. “Ladies and gentlemen, please keep your seat belts fasten… “ Something went through my body, like a lightning. There I was, even though I couldn’t really believe it

= = = = = = = = = = Chapter 15 — John = = = = = = = = = = Hi. Cindy's been too busy to update her Confessions lately, so she asked me to catch you up. I'm John, by the way—I’m Cindy's agent, among other things. Cindy's an amazing young woman