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Lonely Julie Chapter 5 The day was a lazy one. 11 year old Timmy was exhausted by his sexual experiences with Julie and Sally and slept for much of the day on the sheets stained with his semen and the girls juices from the night before. It was a hot summer day and Julie and Sally sat in the garden mostly talking about the discovery that they turned each other on and had had great orgasms fingering each other. Neither thought of themselves as Lesbian but it was obvious now that they were both at least bi-sexual and that was a...

I didn't sleep for long. I got up and looked at the clock. 10:03am. Kane roused with me. He watched me put on a bra and blouse, but when I grabbed a pair of panties from my top dresser drawer and stepped into them, he barked! Surprise toppled me onto the bed. He shifted over and took my ear in his teeth. "Kane!" I froze but couldn't stifle blurting his name. Standing up on the comforter, keeping me pinned by my ear, the alpha shook it gently but uttered a low growl. He had decided that I would no longer wear...

I sat with my feet up on recliner stool waiting for the news to come on and the husband to come home and see me. I had shopped and bought the sexiest little piece of lingerie I could humanly find. It was black with red lace over the top; it was a nice push up to lift my full ample breast to look like two soft pillows of creamy white flesh. There were nice holes cut around my areola so that my pink hard nipples shown through. At the hips were small little tuffs of ruffles that ended in a beautiful...

The Witcher: The Hidden Scene (TV-MA) ACT ONE: INTRODUCTION Geralt of Rivia and his young ward, Ciri, journeyed through the rugged terrain, training and honing their skills as they went. The Witcher's gravelly voice cut through the air as he spoke to Ciri, imparting his wisdom. "Remember, Ciri," Geralt said, his silver hair glinting in the sunlight, "you must always be prepared, always be ready to fight, and always listen. Your instincts will guide you." Ciri nodded, determination etched on her face. But just as Geralt finished speaking, a menacing growl reverberated through the forest. The two turned their heads toward...

It was early evening in mid May and a warm spring breeze flowed through Trevor's bedroom window. His favorite rock station blared from the speakers and subwoofer of his desktop computer. He lounged in a beanbag, blasting his friends to smithereens and getting obliterated in turn as they enjoyed a deathmatch session before dinner. Trevor knew he would need to wrap it up soon. He could smell the Mexican seasoning, sizzling meat and the salsa emanating from downstairs. It was taco night in the Marshall household and all was right with the world. Trevor was in that special time and place...

Due to spammers and other idiots, the comment section has been restricted to members only. You may also PM any comments to me. Lucky Mann This story has been edited to meet the new rules. Training a Young Slave Master Jim was 30-years-old, stood 5'10", and weighed a fit 190 pounds. His wife, Mistress Dora was 28-years-old, 5'7", 125 pounds, with dark brown shoulder length hair, and a nice C-cup rack of tits she enjoyed showing off. All and all they were a typical appearing young couple. A couple who happened to enjoyed training and keeping young slaves. As their titles...

Hello again its Becky and it’s been a week since I had my little incident with Peter and his friend. I decided that those two boys had more pussy than they could live without mine. I also thought about telling Ryan about it, but I thought better of it. He was so happy that he fucked me right on the living room floor; I still have rug burns. Now back to my story; we now have to think about what we’re going to do about me getting pregnant. “Everyone will know I’m not dating anyone. So how do we explain how...

A/N: The area this story takes place in is fictional. This work is fiction and hasn't ocurred in real life. Any resemblances to other stories are purely coincidental. ~ I still sort of remember the feeling of being new to the school. Fresh from London and supposed to attend some boarding school in York. So what if my father comes from York? I don't care. Anyway – this took place in 2006, and I was sixteen. I'm turning eighteen in three weeks as of me writing this. My name is James William Blackburn. Guess how many people has teased me about...

Teachers Pet Brett finishes putting his red tie on, looking at himself in the mirror of the bedroom in the new townhouse that he and his wife Bella had just moved into. They were married last year after both graduating from school. She was originally from Manchester, England and Brett decided that living in England may be interesting. Needless to say he loved it so far in the country, he planned to call it home for the rest of his life. He was scared that being American would present an issue when applying for jobs but was surprised to get a...

My mother called me and wanted to talk to me. I was at work so I had her stop by the station. Alan, she said, we have a problem. What's going on, I asked, scared that she might have seen Malia and I hug the way we did. But she put that fear to rest. Your sisters Malia and Stephanie aren't getting along. I'm afraid they are going to kill each other, she said. We need to figure out what we can do so they can at least be civil to each other. Well, I said, ill think it over and...