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Ravi was kneeling next to the bed as he gently caressed the body of the girl sleeping in front of him. The girl lay there snuggling the pillow without any awareness of her surrounding.Ravi rubbed her soft thighs, which were covered with goosebumps. The girl felt the warmth of his hand. But instead of waking
I had just turned 18 years old and unfortunately, had little, well nothing, to show in the way of success with women. It wasn’t like I didn’t try, but I was very shy, a little timid and painfully inexperienced. This certainly didn’t mean I had any less libido, however. A life worth’s fantasy, desire and
Chapter 4: My HandbagDescription: Two masked soldiers, Sergeant Dave and Private Phil, have burst into the offices of General Hood where they find nubile blonde Lucinda Moore. After terrorizing her and forcing her to perform fellatio on Private Phil, then shaving their initials in her public hair, they take her to the bathroom for a
The 7:30 AM alarm woke me on Sunday, February 16th. It was time to get ready for church. I hopped out of bed, already nude and ready for a shower. A few flakes of dried semen fell from my skin as I walked into the bathroom. How they got there was quite the story.A few
This story directly follows on from part 1 of My Girlfriend’s Dirty Past, and should be read first.As always, my stories are a mix of fact and fiction, or embellishment on true events.The next morning I woke up feeling a bit fuzzy from the drink. It was about 8.30am and already really bright in the
Every one in this tale of incest is 18+.Kid stuff, Right? Book 1My twin Sister and I have been a match in our tastes, our morals, even what sports we played, and quite a bit in our looks. You might call us competitive when bullies beat my ass up at thirteen, and my Sister tried
7It was midmorning. The Tora’s Master padded quickly through the maze of alleys of the Yoshiwara to Sayoko’s house. His bulk filled the narrow paths and he gasped for breath. One of Sayoko’s maids had sent an urgent message begging him to come. He sighed, patting his large cheeks with a cotton handkerchief. He was
Pam went up the stairs to Ethan’s room. She had a cunning plan for him, and just thinking about it made her grin. She knocked on his door and went in.”Hi,” she said.”Hi,” Ethan said. He was just putting on a t-shirt. The front of his jeans were open. Pam stared at his hard, muscular
Tiffany walked into her home, sore and cranky, not having changed or showered at all from the tough practice. Too many of the players, boys and girls, had fucked up simple drills they had practiced over and over. As captain it fell on her to bear the brunt of the responsibility.”Dinner is in the fridge.
All characters are consenting adults participating in a CONSENSUAL DD/lg relationship.**********************************************************************************************Chapter 1You call me as you are leaving work,”Hi Daddy!” I exclaim.”I’m leaving now, I have a few errands to run, but I’ll be home in 30 minutes. I’m tired and upset.””Yes Daddy,” I say meekly. “Please be safe, I’ll see you soon.”I know better
As we sailed out of Tryphena Harbour, I looked back and could see Tony’s van disappearing up the road to his house. I almost felt sorry for Max; I guessed he would get a roasting from Valerie while he waited at their place before leaving for his flight. I turned and asked Ryker when they
So what do you do when you’re a grown man, and your sister turns 21, and you see her with new eyes, and oh my god, lust, but she’s your sister, lust forbidden. Masturbate a lot. Then one day she’s visiting you,. She’s taking a shower. You hear the rushing water. It stops. You hear
It was the worst summer of my life. Of course, I’d already thought it would be the worst summer ever. But for different reasons. It had been the big game. The final game of the season. The final seconds. I was the start quarterback, reaching out to make the winning pass of the game.If only
This is my first attempt at a fiction from the point of view of a male sub. My experience in this area is pretty limited but I hope you find it enjoyable.My name is Tim, I had decided that after getting my 2-1 degree at university it was time to take stock of my life
This is chapter 2 of Plan B. You can probably read this without reading chapter 1 but it will make more sense if you read them in order. Please enjoy!”Oh no.” I say. “We’re definitely done.” And I tug impatiently at the wrist restraints.You smile again. “I don’t think you’re really in a position to
(Author’s note: this is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters depicted in sexual situations in this story are at least 18 years of age. This work is copyrighted and may not be distributed in any way by any person(s) without the express written consent
She woke to find her Master already gone. He had some things to do, though he had the day off work. It was, after all, a Saturday. He had let her sleep in, but the sunlight streaming through the blinds woke her. Grumbling, she peered around for the clock. It was around 12:30. Blink blink.
The rest of the day at the conference passed in a foggy blur. All I could think of was Lori and Frank, or rather what Frank was having Lori do. When I arrived at the hotel I went to the front desk where I was given a note and a room key. The note was
This story is called The Lost Ticket.It takes place in rural England, on the trains of the local railway, passing through little villages and rolling countryside in beautiful summer weather. I have been staring at the view and lost in my own daydreams and barely notice as the slow running little train pulls slowly into
Chapter 5. ALL THE FAIR PETALS FALLAs she stood in Brody’s studio, Claudia happened to glance toward the picture window and saw a partially hidden painting to the side. She looked around the room just to make sure he really wasn’t there and lifted the cover. “Oh, my God. That’s, that’s…””You.” Brody Anderson, the artist