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she waited almost impatiently for Him to come home, pacing the hall back and forth. He had called over an hour ago. her mind wandered to their recent conversation before He had told her that He would be on His way. “heres what i want you to do kitten.” he said over the phone. his voice deep, husky and commanding. It made her shiver every time she heard it. her heart nearly beating out of her chest. ” i want you to find something sexy and revealing for me, put it on then into your panties i want you to slip in the little vibrator, push it inside of you my pet.” she wondered why Sir was making her do this but she obeyed saying “yes Sir.” she padded off to her room and found …
She huddled under the table as the guns roared. The invasion had come and she was terrified. The Angels from the sky had come to liberate her small Dutch town, but she was frightened. After so many years of German occupation, the gleaming hope of liberation was fast fading in the waning light. It was the fourth day when it happened. The door crashed down and in fell a young American paratrooper, wounded in the battle and looking for a place of refuge. He crawled into the other room, blood trailing from his wounded leg. She cowered under the table, afraid to speak, afraid to make a noise in case he heard her, or worse, the Germans came to finish him… It seemed like forever since he came crashing thru the door. The sounds of …
My name is Mark I am 23 and I live alone with my cat. I am a graduate student and I get up early in the morning workout at the gym and then head to college. My first class is at 8:00 am and I am finished up with my classes every day by noon. Recently my neighbors have been fighting a bit to where you can hear them. I live in an apartment complex where the walls are paper thin. I usually get home around 1 pm and take a nap, and then I get up around 4-5 to do homework, go out and run errands or do whatever I need to do for the day. The other day I woke up to a knock at my door, it was my neighbor’s eighteen year …
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The new guy friend of hers finally asked her out on a date. It had been several months that they have been talking to one another, they met shortly after I had given her permission to join a dating site online. She was honest about her self on the site, explained that she was in search of a friend, a lover, a boyfriend who was comfortable with the fact that she was a married woman. He had to be someone that understood that even though he could have part of her, he could love her and in turn have her love in return he would never have all of her as she belonged to another and always would. The first few days she had a few messages and started to chat with a couple of …
I wasn’t planning to fall asleep in the hayloft. It was just that my older brother Rusty had been pestering me about helping him finish his chores. Shoot, I’d already done all mine. It was too dang hot to be doing what he shoulda already have done himself. He was just about to start whomping on me when the phone started ringing. Rusty ran to answer the thing. I wasn’t to keep my head in the vicinity of his fists. Figured I’d hide up in the loft and hope that the call was gonna cause him to hop in his old truck and get someplace outta my hair. Guess it was the heat or just being tuckered out from my own chores but I must have nodded out up there. When I came to, I …
Ok people final installment of my Anya series, hope you have enjoyed. I will not be writing any more fiction on this site (probably), but you can find more of my work on FanFiction.com I have written one story for Heroes and one story for Trueblood, more story based than the Anya series but still very hot. I am under the pen name FutureErotic once again and here is the ULR to my profile, should you wish to check out my other stories http://www.fanfiction.net/~futureerotic… thank you all for your comments xoxo Future Part 5 Screaming with everything in her Anya shoved her shoulder against the door, ‘stupid move’ thought Anya seconds later as she cradled her throbbing arm and shoulder. “Fuck you both” screeched Anya not even caring that she sounded like a crazy cat …
This is the true story of how I started dating my girlfriend Jackie. Here’s a quick background on the two of us. My name Jordan I’m 15 and 6’2” with a 7” cock and a body builder’s body I have medium length brown hair and a chiseled face. Her name is Jackie she’s 15 and 5’6” with 21 D tits and a nice juicy ass and a slim figure she has long brown flowing hair and the face of an angel. We are both German and Hispanic and we both grew up in Germany and latter moved to Texas. And I have made a fortune by investing in medicinal marijuana dispensaries, and of course I smoke a little myself. We live in a town that’s about an hour drive from Austin. We first met in …
Wow! What a week! I don’t even know where to start. First off, I’m Joe Thompson, but everyone calls me Joey. I’m 16 and go to Berkeley high school. I’m a junior there, kind of average looks and build, about 5’8. I had friends, but by no means was popular. I didn’t play football or basketball so I didn’t really run with that crowd. I have an average size dick, around 6 inches. I had messed around with girls before, but the farthest I had ever gotten was fingering one while getting stroked. This would soon change. My best friend was this girl named Kiana. We were almost neighbors; she lived 2 houses up from me. We have been friends since we were young and I had been in love with her since we were …
I have always been known as a brainiac. It’s a name that i’m damned proud of, cause it took me a while to achieve it. If you enjoy getting or giving brain, this is the story for you. In Atlanta there is really no middle class, there are the filthy rich people, and the people that live in the hood. I’m one of the filthy rich people. My name is Chanel and I just turned 18, it’s so exciting. My mom is Puerto Rican and my dad is black. I’m not even gonna lie, i look good. Puberty came early for this mamacita. I take after my mother with my full breasts and my beautiful hair. The fat ass, that’s all from daddy’s side! About a month ago we started to renovate our kitchen. It …
Hi my name is Mondell, I’m 18 years old. My life was pretty typical and normal and for some reason all of it changed at random one day. I was walking through the halls when one of the schools I go to, Go Hawks! But for some reason I got the weird feeling something bad was going to happen. I was called out of my class going to the office, I was curious at what I had did cause I hardly ever do anything wrong unless for the right reasons. I finally got to the office at the main building of the campus and was called into the principal’s office. Mondell do you know why you’re here? He asked me very seriously. No sir I do not , what did I do wrong. Well, we …
Thank you Blackstallion21 for editing and suggestions. Before you go ahead please note that this story is not only about John and Susan but also about Anna. Susan. In a single word, goddess. Her smooth milky white skin was ready to turn red if something or someone gripped her too hard. In contrast with her skin, her long hair was midnight black. Strangely the contrast only added to her beauty. Her hair was silky and reached her hips. It was straight till half way of her back and the lower half was slightly curled, like waves in the ocean. Any man was bound to have an urge to run his hands through her thick mane. Her light blue eyes looked like they didn’t miss a thing. She scanned John from head to toe and he …
Alicia’s Lesson by Cheltenham An XNXX exclusive. ***** This runs about 13,000 words so be warned. Check the tags and enjoy. Introduction: Bryan falls in love with Alicia, a coworker. As their relationship advances, two women he works with show their interest in him. One Alicia invites to have a little fun, and the other Bryan hints that he likes. Jealousy breeds a taste for revenge, but who is the killer? ***** Alicia drove to work, cruising at a leisurely pace with plenty of time to spare. She would make it in before the predetermined time and everything would be right in the world. Along the way, she thought she recognized a guy that worked in another department walking down the sidewalk about a mile away from their job and slowed down enough to look …
* Death’s day is Thomas’s favorite day of the week. Join him in his madness. His victim has a lovely form, all the better to destroy. *William Shakespeare My First Time From the Journal of the Serial Killer Thomas Riley by Millie Dynamite Copyright © 2019, by Millie Dynamite From the Journal of Thomas Riley — July 10, 20— Doctor Peters suggested I write things down, my daily happenings, feelings, the events that run wild in my life, and depress me. I figured it couldn’t hurt. That’s the reason for this book, journal, dear diary, and all that bullshit. He doesn’t say it, not in so many words, but he’s worried I’ll act out some of the fantasies I have told him. He told me to write those dark thoughts and fantasies out as well, …
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I’m walking through the mall with my boyfriend when a strange man pounces in front of us. His hair and eyes are both wild and he shoves clipboards into our hands. “Would you two like to be on a crazy new game show?” He asks, looking at us like he expects us to say yes. My immediate reaction, to be fair, is to say yes. I love this sort of thing, unexpected opportunities always give me a thrill. “Not really,” my boyfriend says. Jamaal has never been very adventurous, and I am the exact opposite. I like to have fun and be spontaneous, and this has been a constant issue with us. “I think that actually would be kind of cool,” I say, looking over the papers on the clipboards. They list off a number …
Chapter 1 All in all it was a very satisfactory operation. Setting up the hedge fund had cost him a few million dollars of his own money but it had been well worth it. Once the investment checks had come in it was too easy—wait a few months and send out payment checks with plenty of interest and dividends. Best of all was how stupid and trusting his bitch wife, her sister, and despicable mother had been—almost as stupid as he had been in trusting and loving Morgan. He rationalized that, however. She had seemed so genuine, so loving, so sexual that anyone would have succumbed to her. Ryan sometimes wondered what might have happened if he had been able to separate her from her scheming mother, but why wonder about things that weren’t to …
I last left you with the football season starting in our small town. Our local college had won their first game of the season. John had played a great game in their win. I also left you with my confession that I was not only jealous of any girls around John but also jealous of him for getting all the attention. I was still having nightmares about losing him to Kim, Gina and even a real stupid one in which his aunt and him ran away together. The following week John had a few personal appearances to make. I had stopped going with him as no one was paying any attention to me. I decided to tag along with him this week as I had a plan on how I could get more attention myself. …
Lyra and Silva rushed into the room expecting to see me covered in blood or dying or both, but came to see an entirely different scene. “What is it? what happened?!” Silva demanded. I pointed to the mirror “Did some type of horrible beast or specter come through the mirror and scare you?” lyra questioned. “m-m-my……my face….it’s changed!” I yelled. Both of the girl slumped in disbelief. “OWWW!” I yelled as silva bit me on the leg. “You…had…us…worried…sick…and…now…your…saying…you…screamed…because…of…the…way…you…LOOK?!” I flung her off my leg. “Yes!,” My new ‘look’ consisted of shockingly white, thorn like hair (which now gives reason to why thorn was one of the suggested names) and dark vivid purple colored eyes. “You guys fail to realize that this is not a normal look in….where I come from.” I stuttered slightly because I …