rich boys love 12 by richbitch True Story, Gay Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: l.a Posted Sat 28th of May 2011 my story continues when i got to the detention room i toke a seat and thought that a jack ass harvey was for telling about me and why was he being such
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.All work is fiction intended for fantasy
As always, the pain was unbearable. And as usual, there was absolutely nothing I could do stop it.Lika had tied my arms and legs in such a way that I was stretched across the four corners of the bed, completely unable to move my arms, legs and head more than an inch in any direction.
Breakdown — Part 2They were cooling, relaxing, getting their breath back after their climax, just laying there, holding hands. Jenny pushed up onto her elbow and leaned across to give Tom a soft, warm kiss.”Tom, honey? Any older women? Before me, I mean?”He laughed. “One or two, Mom, one or two. Taught me a lot.”Jenny
I looked at him and said “I did not see any underwear, am I” cutting me off, Bud said with a laugh “Listen kid, that cunt of yours is never to be covered, never is that clear? If you ever and I mean ever cover your cunt, you get an ass whipping with my whip.
This story is true, however alot of it I do not recall, this was a few years ago and I just recently found and joined XnXX. Also, this story may sound off at the beginning, but it gets better. Setting: My self-owned video store Time: Sometime after lunch, Spring 2001Note: Alot of the first blocks
That first week of classes would be fondly looked back on as one of the most purely exciting times of Ginnie’s life. She met dozens of new people, most of them as nervous and eager as she was to get into some kind of rhythm. Her schedule was all mornings–so it left her afternoons relatively
“Jean Pierre is coming to visit us next Monday afternoon baby. As you know it is a holiday.“His partner Judy is overseas still and she told me on the phone he is missing her and their sex life, so I invited him around,” my partner Kerri tells me.“Judy told me lots about him. He sounds
I had to go next door to feed brut and water the neighbors’ plants. They had to go out of town for a few days on a business trip. Peter had a meeting in Frankfort Germany and Sally went with him. My husband left for a 5 day run, (he’s a long distance truck driver.)
To: SiennaDate: Fri Aug 28, 10:31 PMSubject: A Lesson In Expectations – Part OneBrace yourself. And think carefully about how you ask for Part Two.***It was late afternoon on a Friday when I opened the door to my penthouse loft and stepped through into the cool interior. I took only passing note of the fact
Carefully I avoided the step that always creaked, tip toeing down the stairs until I had reached the bottom floor. Pausing, I cocked my head to listen for any sounds coming from the upstairs. The soft snoring still came from my parent’s room, indicating that they were still sleeping. With a sigh of relief I
Jennifer looked at herself in the mirror. What a mess I look, she thought to herself. But then it’s always been that way with me. All through school they would laugh at me with my glasses and my pigtails and my plain looks.Look at me she said again to herself. What boy would want me?
DOUBLE JEOPARDY by Moxy Irish MMM/FF, machine/F. Futuristic spanking erotica. Spanking threats, discussion, fantasy, spanking, spanking w/implements, spanking by machine, D/s, sexuality, oral sexuality, anal sexuality, plot developmentI’ve been mulling over aspects of this story idea for a while. I’ve always been afraid that I couldn’t write sci-fi into spanking erotica. I hope I pulled
It’s been a month since I first fucked my daddy. It definitely was not the last! We made a ritual where we would fuck at least once before turning ourselves into bed; a good ritual if you ask me! It was almost always the same thing; for instance, last night he came home from work
After the disturbing encounter with Matt at the cafe, Nora retreated to her room, feeling violated and disgusted. She refused to leave her bed for days, replaying the traumatic events in her mind over and over.A week passed before her sister Ariana decided to check on her. “Nora? Can I come in?” Ariana asked softly
Dot found another European wife with much in common She asked me in her funny-cute French accent,”Dot……aav you avair make laav weeth an othair woomen?” Our conversation had finally reached the important issues. I knew it would lead to this eventually and I knew what she wanted to hear. “Yes, sweetheart, sure I have. And
The Belshes Hunt is an annual tradition held every year since 1752 by a secret organisation called the League of Sapien Hunters. Belshes Estate had always been viewed with suspicion by the neighbouring townsfolk. A great estate of over 15,000 acres that employed no one from any external settlements, caused no traffic and grew no
Swinging and polyamory lifestyle. Chess king, welcome to your tape. You appeared at a party. You were kind. You made friends with me quickly. Your caring attitude was a breath of fresh air. You appear in a time when I was making the biggest leap of faith in my life, to walk out on a
I’m sitting on a low wall, next to the outdoor lunch area at my high school in Glendora, near Los Angeles, eating the lunch my Mom made for me when Diane Graham walks over to me.”Hi, Brett,” she says as she sits down next to me.”Hi, Diane,” I reply. Why is she here? I’ve known
Amy wiped down the table of the corner booth, sighing with habitual disgust at the trails of ketchup, mayonnaise, and spilled salt all over the surface. How could 2 grown adults make such a mess? she wondered.Waitressing in Eddie’s Diner had gradually turned from a teenager’s summer job into an unintentional career for the 40