Young - Page 80

Fall was coming soon. I realized that it had been almost a year since Mr. Miller had raped me in his cornfield and turned me into his personal fuck slut. In that time, I’d finally grown but only an inch, I was now 4’9” not even quite five feet

She was lying on the bed on her stomach in front of him, presenting herself. Her arms and legs spread wide and taught by ropes lashed to each bedpost. Marshall walked up to her pussy and slid his finger up and down her perfect folds

We finish the wine as we dry each other. You kneel to love my dick with your mouth for awhile. Looking up at me with your smokey brown eyes as you squeeze me with your lips and tongue. I lead you to the big bed, holding you to me, our arms around each others waist

This story is meant to be a continued series, I plan on writing at least four years worth of these characters’ lives. I am not a professional writer, so please excuse all mistakes made within this series

Ch.1 10’o clock and I stare out the window wondering what day it is. My sister knocks on the door and opens it quietly. “Well that sure defeats the purpose of being quiet if you’re gonna knock on the door,” I said with a hint of amusement

“I want to get your titties all stiff so we can send back a great picture to Mike. I have some ideas for you to act out . . . and yes they are very naughty, but I’m sure you will both enjoy yourselves . . . while doing them

Authors Note: This is a revised version of a story I've already posted. When I first uploaded it, I was content, but I've had some friends tell me some of my small mistakes which I hope to have addressed here

Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy

Hello. My name is Michanne. 17 years old. Long brown hair. Slim body. Not so big breasts (let's just say they will fit your palms perfectly). Sylvester (my boyfriend) and I were long time best friends before we became a couple. We met when we were just 5 years old

I was a 5 feet 25 girl, small for my age and also a chubby girl, as you can imagine I wasn’t popular at school, and suffered bullying for a few years. I was very very very shy, tremendously shy. I lived alone with mom, she was a nurse, and worked in different shifts

It was, my best friend, Heather's 17th Birthday Party and I was having a miserable time..

Alice had been wanting to improve her time on her runs for a while. Her college track coach - Mr. Garren - was more than happy to oblige. She showed up to the indoor track in the late evening

Check the same title in Stories forum to see pictures of the goddess who inspired this story. The situation I am in now, its wild because not only do I not know how it is going to turn out. I am not really sure I know how I want it to turn out

Kate was the hottest girl. At the age of 24, she was lusted after by every male. She was the head cheerleader and prom queen in her high school. Kate was just not pretty like the other cheerleaders, she was drop dead gorgeous

I was just an ordinary 16 year old boy and she was tthe most beautiful women that i have ever known. Well to be honest she was very beautiful but definently not the hottest girl in the world. But for me there was just something about her that drove me crazy