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It was late. Very late. And I had a craving for pussy. My hand was in my shorts stroking the pulsating Cyclops there as I lay topless in bed. My cell phone lay neglected beside me. Tonight was different. No booty calls tonight. Need something different.. to.. do.I went out for a walk. Outta home

“Thanks” to all the gifted writers here for the story’s that help me cum. If you like this story it could be more than one part. If it suits the fans. I could see it possibly being four parts. So let me know. All persons in this story are over the age of eighteen. The

Adriana did not believe in the occult.She had long ago learned not to step on her girlfriends’ buzz when they brought up astrology. After all, it’s just for fun; nobody actually believes that garbage. Or at least, that’s what Adriana hoped. Sometimes their monologues about the placement of the planets would go on long enough

I apologise if my tenses are sometime incorrect, like everyone I have fantansies and like to get them out of my system and share them. I’d been riding horses all my life, I currently have 4 horses and employ a girl called Claire as my groom. She looks after the horses and tacks them up

We had both been enjoying the open marriage we had going. Jean had started going out more and more on her own but was no longer sharing anything with me. At first, I was too concerned about this, but as time went by I began to realise that our relationship was slowly beginning to fall

Daughter moves back home after a natural disaster destroys her life. She finds out he is harboring a lot of resentment and undaddy like thoughts for his little girl. Even though I knew my hair was a mess and I smelled very bad, I ran forward and embraced my father. The rest of the refugees

“Huntresses! Huntresses are coming!” Screamed a man on horseback bolting from the caravan’s vanguard.Mokali the merchant shifted on his donkey. “Hey, I paid you good money!” He protested seeing more men flee. From up front, two more men came running on foot. One was a man who drove his wagons. He was a married man

Vomit, scat, loli, giant dicks, muscular black women…. Cream filling – Original lemon by MISTER BIG TSort of a “sequel” to Hell on Earth expect nearly thousand years later. That day it happened, Amy was doing her annual cookie sale, wearing her nicest green uniform and dragging behind her a little red wagon loaded down

Part 3. There were handcuffs attached to the poles of the bed. Dale and Garret took Hayly’s arm and led them to the cuffs. Of course, she tried to resist flailing and trying to get them off and away. But Dale and Garret were pretty strong, despite Garret being a bit skinny, and Dale being

Brianna’s grandfather punishes her the following day and forces her bedridden mother to help ease her punishment. Naked as the day she was born, Brianna walked towards her grandfather’s bedroom. It was past 6:00 am – more than an hour past the time her grandfather had asked her to go. It seemed to her that

I timestop a bitch on a train during the pandemic to give her extreme punishment. This is a work of fiction. I do not condone any of the things I write about. All characters are considered 18+, even if a story implies otherwise. I use extreme taboo themes and consider my stories “horror”. I’m really

When we are swallowed by darkness, it is rare that we truly escape it entirely. What pieces linger with us long after we have found salvation, and can we ever hope to be free of them? What had felt an eternity passed since the two of them had rescued her, a buxom young woman with

Jason could hardly contain his excitement when he joined Michael on the 2nd night of the girls abduction.Since earlier that afternoon as Michael graphically told him how he had raped the sisters.Jason,had been lustful and moody looking for release.He inspected the assembled fearful looking women as if they were cattle.He nearly settled for the sisters

I am a university professor and am neither young nor thin. A short time ago I was a star in the academic world, but now my life is no longer my own. I ran afoul of an unscrumptious man. How it happened doesn’t really matter? I have to do what he says, or he’ll ruin

A man with the ability to influence others struggles with his conscience Lloyd’s Angel by Virtual ScottOctober 2010It was shaping up to be another busy day. The remote vibrated discreetly in my pocket and I headed for the mall entrance. “On it,” my partner’s voice sounded in my earbud. Angela was there before me, courteously

The girls finaly realise the depths of the undertakers crazed fetish Inside the stifling cellar the afternoon heat had nowhere to go so the walls seemed to perspire the syrup air thick and stale. The undertaker had hooded all three women desensitising them; allowing him time to manipulate each of their sweaty bodies into the

I was a 16 year old, I was raped by my brother and dad. Read more to found out what happens in this shocking dark fantasy. Hi my name is Erin, I was 16 years old, I lived with my single dad and my 18 year old brother. My mom passed away when I was

Stephanie’s father wants nothing more than to use and abuse his daughter. Stephanie’s Abusive Father *amended* Julie_I knew my dad liked his time alone. Since the days when my mother was alive, he often came home and wanted nothing more than to be left to his own devices for a couple of hours. That usually

I was on my way back home from a business trip to Santa Fe, NM when I noticed the check engine light on my dash.Well, damn, what the hell’s wrong? It was about 9:45 pm on a Saturday and I was on the outskirts of Vaughn, NM. My boyfriend convinced me to stay off the

After a bridal party, one of the bridesmaids failed to pay attention to her surroundings The twenty-eight year old woman—a stunning blonde that made men run into lamp posts when passing her on the street—had come to a strange city to be a bridesmaid at her good friend’s wedding the following day. She was returning