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The Rent Collector Part 2 – slave girl saraThree students, two girls and a boy, have rented a flat from Mr. B. Sky, one of the girls was short with her money one month when the Rent Collector called. In accordance with the agreement the students had signed she had to give her body to
We drove toward Sue and her room mate’s house with me tied up and buckled into the front seat. Luckily it was dark out. If not, I would likely have been hogtied and covered in the hatch back of her small SUV. Sue held her cigarette to my lips to allow me a drag.”Mistress packed
CHAPTER 4I was coming out of an English class when I got a message that filled me with a swirl of conflicting emotions. Benjamin: In your treehouse fantasy, there were two men. Would you want to experience that aspect of the fantasy, if we could find someone that was trustworthy?I found a bench and mulled over
I lay on the bed whimpering quietly as the aftershocks of my orgasm subsided. One or two final throbs spontaneously pulsed from my pussy as I caught back my breath. The sex had been so good, we’d fucked twice and on the second time I had reached a sumptuous peak, causing me to cry out
I met Olivia in medical school. We were both young, enthusiastic, and ready to conquer the world. For the first 2 years, we were in the same group of 10, following our mentor wherever he went. We listened to his talks and examined the same patients. In the 3rd year, after writing a manuscript together
The next morning, John could not believe all that had transpired the night before. The steaming bath scene seared into his mind. It was all he could think about. Sharon made it seem like nothing happened and smiled, “Good morning,” as she sat his breakfast before him. John reddened, but as she walked away, his
Winter Formal. My first dance ever, an event I could have never imagined attending at the beginning of the year. The sheer look of consternation on my parents’ faces, when I shared the news, was truly meme-worthy. They were so overprotective. It was only after explaining that my date – Misty Armstrong, was the same
Mid-summer and outside it was scorching; hottest weather in years according to the weatherman on my transistor. It was even hotter in our small apartment. The air conditioning was broken, well that’s what I had told my eighteen year old daughter Amber, and we were both nearly passing out from the heat. She looked plaintively
This is a work of fiction, intended as a sexual fantasy. The behavior in this story is not condoned or encouraged by the author. All sexual activity is engaged in by characters of legal age._________________________________________Mom/Son – Incest – Taboo – Long Story – Buildup – Edging – Teasing – Slow Burn – Coercion – Guilt
When the bath water temperature had fallen to cool, Mark and I decided to move the party back to his room.Mark stood up and reached for my hand. I slid my fingers through his and squeezed.”You know where these just were? And now I’m holding them? Ew.” I teased.”Yeah? Wait till you start doing that
Lady Isolde awoke the next morning and upon getting out of bed, noticed some blood on the sheets from the night before. Then she felt a soreness in her loins. Moments later, a few of the girls rushed in with tea, food, and healing remedies for her.Bea, one of the girls, took extra care of
Tuesday morning, I woke up and found my gorgeous little stepdaughter spooned up beside me. I held on a while, because I didn’t really want to get out of bed and into the shower. It felt so nice. She spent the whole night with me. We watched some chick flicks while we ate ice cream
This is only my second story, dedicated to and inspired by my wonderful girlfriend. My first seems to have gotten pretty good reviews so I thought I’d take a stab at writing erotica here again. Thanks to all my supporters and readers, enjoy!* * *It had been a stressful week. I had been working full-time
Sometimes things happen to you, when you least expect them to, that become seminal moments in your life, moments that you will never forget. Just such an event occurred in my life last summer.I was minding my own business, down at the docks, just doing some straightening up on my 43′ sportfishing boat, which is
“What do you mean you don’t have a strap-on!?” Jamie asked, arms crossed, an annoyed look on his face, and standing at the foot of Abigail’s bed. He was wearing his favorite pair of black and white striped thigh highs, and some black shorts that were so tiny they only covered half his ass cheek
The following is not based on a true story or real people. It is merely fiction.My alarm woke me at the crack of afternoon.I woke up and saw the time: 4:40pm. I had to operate a flight for my air cargo company from Dallas to Atlanta and needed to be at the airport by 5:30pm.
“It looks like we’ll be going to New Orleans tomorrow to talk with our client, hear his story,” Grant informed Penny when she arrived at work Monday morning.”How long will we be gone?” Penny asked.”Hard to say,” Grant replied. “Overnight at the least, and depending upon what we learn, possibly longer.”Reviewing the information that they
Chapter 9: Sister.Cedric walked silently down the Library corridors. It was empty at night, and he looked around, the books in his bag tending to fall out. In the other hand, he held his cane. It was strictly forbidden to take books from the Library, but who needed rules when the fate of the whole
Continuation of fictional story. Comments are welcome. Let me know if I should continue this storyline.I kept this story in this category because of the previous chapters.I can’t believe Sheila gave me her father’s number to call him. Sure, she was shitfaced and puking everywhere, but she knew, Mary and I were curious about him.
It’s a once in a mid summer’s eve invitation.In fact, it’s almost a once in a generation invitation. Dominic couldn’t believe his luck. His hands shake as he holds the letter as he walks inside from going to the mailbox at the end of the driveway. The firm envelope is of fine paper and the