Her punishment continues… She circles her prey slowly, catlike, smirking as the anticipation deepens in her slave’s eyes, the horny younger girl squirming with arrousal, her wet thighs rubbing smoothly against each other eagerly. “Master?” she calls, not looking away from her slave, “Be a dear and warm up the car, won’t you? We’ll be
Brittany Stevens sat down for breakfast and opened the local paper, flicking the pages to the Staff Wanted section. Brittany had not had a job for almost half a year now, and money was starting to run dry. Sure, her parents had helped her with her rent, her car, and pretty much everything else, but
Chapter ThirtyAfter shutting the door and clicking the lock in place, Lindsay’s muscles relaxed for the first time since the afternoon. When they did, exhaustion pulled at her as she crashed from the adrenaline that had been spiking for so many hours. She brought a forearm to her head, leaned against the mahogany, and her
less fuck more violance….based on a late ’70s bf She started to vomit, following the violation of her deep throat by invading cock. His 2nd head which had no brain didn’t allow the vomit to drip out. She was gagging. But he kept his cumming cock right inside her throat by holding her head by
Honey I’m home! Part one.Copyright Catcher78 all rights reserved.Everyone getting fucked in this mostly fictional story is eighteen or over.I turned eighteen June before the start of my Junior year, prolly should have graduated last spring, but Daddy and my mother held me back and then I struggled with reading and all in the first
Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction and none of this should happen in real life without full consent. Most of the characters in this story are committing criminal acts. If the idea of human sexual slavery, blackmail, nonconsensual sex, animal play, spanking, flogging, forced servitude, kidnapping, rape, or other such illegal activities bother
This is a story of how I first became a black cock slut A few weeks went by and no calls from Byron. I was getting a little bummed about that. Every night I rubbed myself dreaming of placing my lips around that black dick again. I wished that I had his number so that
As you might have guessed, this summer vacation has been the best I’ve ever, ever had! After Megan and I had our first encounter as lovers, our bond grew closer. Mom and dad came home Sunday afternoon, so all we had a chance to do over the weekend was our first initial bout of hot
My friend Brooke by bob True Story, Anal, Consensual Sex, Toys Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: N/A Posted Fri 22nd of July 2005 Font size : – + Tonight was SO great. It is about 11:30pm. I just got home from the girls house I have been dreaming about for years. There is
She’s older now. Probably mid to late fifties. But she still looks great: tanned, slim and very good looking.She still looks like she could be trouble – nasty if you cross her. Maybe nasty even if you don’t cross her. Which was why I was so attracted to her, obsessed with her, because that kind
©2024 Smuttyandfun All Rights ReservedThis one is for the Valentine’s Day Story Contest 2024.As always, your votes and comments are much appreciated.Just so you know, everyone in this story is over the age of eighteen and more than happy with everything that’s going on.Hope you all have a Happy Valentine’s Day!Like every Friday, I had
SaturdayDawn came, and I don’t think she had moved a bit during the night. Her first orgasm had been that draining. I stirred a bit and went to the bathroom for the morning rituals of washing and teeth brushing. When I sat on the bed to dress, Abbie stirred and rolled over sleepily. “Morning,” she
Our story continues:Kimber looks at the desk. his desk. Daddy’s desk. She runs a finger across a small section of the dust covered blotter, imaging her sister right here with him, doing nasty things with him.”But now Emm’s journal has me seeing things differently.” she adds to her thought.”Emily.” she sighs and states in a
when sitting at a bar with an old friend he told me the storie of his wife and how he lost everything and was asking for any kind of job to rebuild his life wich nearly came to destruction to satisfy his wife fantasy He began to drink the beer and told me: One night
This is a follow up to The Nervouse Game (sorry about the misspelling in the original title). You should probably read part 1 first if you haven’t already. Otherwise, enjoy ;-). It had been almost a week since Alanna and I had hooked up in her basement, and all I could think about was how
Here We AreJulianne and I were mesmerized by the taste of our mudslides that the bartender had just whipped up for us. It’s like a chocolate shake, but lighter, but also spiked with something, not sure what, that gives it an extra kick.Before we took our first sips though, I had to carry the mudslides
Chapter II: Wanda and Carl.Thursday night came and Laura repeated the entire ritual with Gary and then spent the evening at Laura’s house where she quizzed them about their friends. She concluded that they were extremely comfortable, had an amazing home, were very attractive, she more than him, both Joanne and her husband agreed that
It only took a few minutes of begging before I got my way. I had pleaded with my mom that she let me spend the night with my cousin Amanda and Eric. I had, had an amazing afternoon that day. I was 12 at the time, and have always been fit for my age since
Innocently stumbling into a beautiful scene It was a way the teen farmboy had gone many times before. A winding path through a wood leading him from his home in the rural countryside into the closest small town. This time, before he exited the wood, just as he neared the familiar clearing towards town, his
The beginning**********It was about 9PM when I heard the calling bell. mom was on the phone and dad and bro who were downstairs opened the door. It was Uma aunty. She had brought us some eggs and something else which mom had asked her to buy. I was reading while she came upstairs and I