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I'm right now I'm imagining sitting in the passenger seat of a car that your driving down some road at night. It's an old muscle car, rock music is coming from the stereo and my foot is tapping with the beat of the drums



Mist spiraled through the air, and the chain links that ran under my fingers felt crumbly with rust. It was a typical Oregon evening, minus the rain. My auburn, wavy curls were kissed by the slight breeze and the light of the moon that permeated through the ever-present clouds



Before all this, I barley even knew what incest was. But now, I don’t think I could live without it. My brother used to just be my big brother Nathan. But after that day, it was never the same



Intro: In the dark hours of the night, Tokyo screams with noise. Never silent, never peaceful, and never finished. ' aishite mo ii kai? yureru yoru ni aragamama de ii yo matto fukaku kurushii kurai ni nareta kuchibiru ga tokeau hodoni boku wakimi no..



* * * * * Author's Note: In my story, "Freddy in the Bathroom: Virginity Rubbed Away," I already told this entire story from my point-of-view, as one of the two people who actually lived this unique and unexpected event


Cloe and I went out back to their pool. Since the men were away, we were topless under our wraps. In the water, her tight, wet, 34C boobs would glisten whenever she dipped under water and she came back up
"Helping Lil Sis Study Part 1" It was a nice warm spring day in Northeast Pennsylvania, and Kyle had just gotten home from football practice. He has beautiful blue eyes, blackish-brown hair, and was about 6 feet tall. He wasn't pure muscle, but he was pure fat either
Prologue She wanted to remember. The hookah was a beautiful piece. It stood at 4 ½ feet. Dark red… it always was her favorite color. This hookah was her personal prize. It only had one hose, one smoker. She pulled the airtight box from its hiding place and opened the lid



This is the story about how I started to enjoy sex and experienced love for the first time. This is my first sex story I've ever written, but if people like it I'll probably do more about my other adventures
of day forced its way in to the dark metallic closet that was Jessica's resting place, when her master Jason was not in need of her service's she was placed in this small metal closet, hand's over head clamped to the wall as well as her ankle’s, forced to sleep in an uncomfortable standing position
There is no better feeling than waking up on that first day of summer vacation. Being a sixteen year old girl on the California coast, you live for these days. As I hop out of bed the first thought that enters my mind is catching a wave
Kelly’s Awakening – Part Four Once again, as with the previous parts, I’d recommend reading the first few stories so that this one makes more sense to you! For those of you that just want to read one story, or if you’re returning to this series, here’s a quick recap from the last story



After 3 days of hard fun, I was starting to feel a bit sore, but didn’t want to miss out on some more fun, and any way, as soon as things got going, I knew my pussy and butt would relax


Picture it school was out, and it was summer vacation. All my friends were having sleep overs and pool parties. The weather was hot, and guess where I was.on a road trip with my parents. Where were we going? On a trip across the country, to visit uncle Steve



This is a work of fiction and nothing more. Feed back is more than welcome as are ideas for the chapters to come.You may contact me at Helenes Daughters Chapter Two Helene woke and stretched, she had hardly slept the night before