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I had always been quite close to my Dad ever since my Mother left when I was quite young. We had always had the sort of relationship with no secrets and when he started to question why I hadn’t got a girl friend I wasn’t embarrassed.”When I was your age I had been with several
Louvina’s life has changed, and she has changed. You’ll be surprised at the ending.Enjoy!xo DGThe Virgin and the Preacher Ch 02I was a woman now. I really did feel beautiful. That I excited Parker that much that he wanted me was a powerful feeling. He gathered me into his arms and pulled my leg over
The past year has been incredibly challenging for Mark. About eight months ago, he experienced the loss of his beloved grandfather. And more recently, tragedy struck again when his partner, the love of his life, also passed away. The pain and grief he felt were overwhelming, and even now, he continues to battle with deep
After a short drive we arrived home. We found out the girls name was kim. We showed her to her room and went down and prepared some food. We then sat and watched the TV and had a couple of beers. Sue had slipped a sedative in kims drink. She started nodding off to sleep.
Author’s note: This story has fantasy characters, namely two witches. This is a direct sequel to ‘Dissolution of love’ and is based on characters introduced in the ‘Champion’s Companion 17’. Ideally, I hope everyone reads and enjoys this, but I understand differences make us special as humans. Please enjoy, I am glad to share. I
All characters are at least 18 years old.——KeithZach had been shut in his room all night and all morning. I don’t know what kind of funk he was in, but he owed me a key. Besides, mom had sent me to retrieve him for lunch. I rapped on his door but received no response.”Zach,” I
a boy has a new look on life again. Darling Part two “Darling, Darling it’s time to wake up” the voice was soft and distant. I turned my head in the sounds direction and opened my eyes. Rose was staring me in the face not 4 inches away. I was about to say something when
I was thinking if I was even gonna post anything because I havent even properly edited the story but just gonna post it here maybe one day I get the corage to properly finish the first Chap and Edit it, hope you guys like it. This story has extreme scenes, if you don’t like it
I got up, went to have a quick bath before school. I grabbed my clothes, dressed and down stairs.”Morning mom, how are you?” I asked mom as she sat in the kitchen pulling on the end of a cigarette.”Not so loud Jay, head is banging son” was her answer.Mom would always be up to see
There was a period in my life when the very thought of physical and/or sexual intimacy with a dog would have filled me with revulsion and disgust. But what if this intimacy is consensual and a source of pleasure and desire for both parties . . . what then? Unhealthy, fulfilling, unnatural, satisfying, perverted, actualizing?
Fantasm, BDSM, Bestiality, Extreme, Humiliation Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: New York, USA Posted Wed 29th of June 2016 A submissive slut has fantasized, most of her life, about being nothing more than a fucktoy for the use, abuse and entertainment of a Master. Finally she meets one who agrees. FANTASY REALIZEDShe was
“We have been invited to a very exclusive supper party this Friday,” Sarah tells me. “Just six other couples. Dress code is ultra-smart, dress to impress both sexes. ‘I am going to wear my short backless dress,” Sarah tells me on the Friday as we prepare. We are both naked after we showered together as
A girls night out turns into an encounter I won’t soon forget. Hotwifing slut and loving it all. It was the night of a friend’s 40th birthday party and I was getting dressed to go out with her and twelve of her closest friends. Her husband had rented a mini-bus to take us out to
My name doesn’t matter. For this story is pure fictional although it reflects my fantasies and wishes.I will call the protagonist of this story Graham, just out of fun. So Graham was a normal man. He was straight and led a happy life in marriage with his wife Tracy.They had a healthy sex life and
“I’m so excited!” Dario said to Silvia as they pulled into the hotel parking garage. She rolled her eyes at him.”What?” He asked.”Nothing!” She replied.”Then why did you roll your eyes?” He inquired.”Because it’s just a hotel.” She said flatly.”Yes, a hotel, with no kids, just the two of us for the weekend. The first
“You are to please and be pleased.“The thought of a threesome situation with a third man (toy boy) for your sexual gratification and enjoyment has strong appeal,” I emailed my lover Mireille.To make sure we were on the same wave length I set out my rules and expectations and asked her to provide her list.
[ForewordThis short story is Extremely degenerate and offensive, not to mention ridiculous. I don’t engage in or endorse Anything shown here.]Cynthia’s Sissies, Part 1Miss Cynthia Remington reclined in her tall red leather-clad throne. She was a pimp… among other things… and ran a highly immoral prostitution ring… and it payed Her very well…Sex sells. It
Only girl at an all boys school is raped by everyone. Only Girl in School Ch 1I really liked Frankel’s stories at Literotica, but they have been deleted from Literotica, probably because Literotica requires that the victim enjoys the sex. I had many Frankel stories saved on my computer, and have been able to recover
The following is my first submission here so please be nice. To begin to understand what you would allow yourself to do, you have to understand what most foster homes are like. People often think it’s a good thing to be taken from a bad parent, whether there is abuse or neglect but what they
I awoke to the pleasant sensation of someone gently massaging my left breast.I say “someone”, because for an instant, I did not know who it was. Vague recollections of the previous evening were coming back to me. Copious amounts of alcohol had been consumed, so it was no wonder that my memory was unclear. I