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There's a First Time for Everything, Dear by Stephen Masters When I first met Candice, I found her to be an alluring woman with a fiery spirit. Perhaps she’s a bit broken by life in some respects, but aren’t we all? She’s truly a lovely person inside and out. Just don’t call her Candy, it makes her wince. The one thing that really stood out about her was her deep almond shaped eyes and how they grabbed the light (and my attention) when she smiled that disarming smile of hers.. (more) by Stephen Masters
by Leslie Whittaker She fought off the urge to scream easily but she wasn't willing to completely succumb to her capturer. Instead of crying out, she licked the hard hand covering her mouth before biting down on the finger directly in front of her. Instantly he released her mouth but was not so easily shaken off. His hand moved from her mouth to a firm grip around her neck, so firm she couldn't turn her head if she wanted to. Fingers squeezing into her neck, sure to leave her bruised, but still she did not cry out. (more) by Leslie Whittaker
Part Two-Fuckslut Schoolgirl Julia Taking Her Training by AJB Since Julia had become her teacher’s fuck-slut student, her life had dramatically changed. She was continually aware of the needs of her hungry little cunt, which her professor kept in a near-constant state of arousal. She had her Monday night “class,” four private lessons during the week, and she would spend Saturday in an all-day long instructive tutorial. On Sunday she was allowed to rest, and she really needed it – her cunt and bottom were sore from the hard use of the week. (more) by AJB
by Tricksie Jones
She snapped her
fingers and cocked her head back, gesturing it was time to go back to
his apartment and play some games. He followed her lead, taking in the
odd yet alluring combination of thigh high leather boots, uniform plaid
kilt and the aforementioned white cotton undershirt.
Little Fuck-Slut SchoolgirlJulia by AJB There was something about her, sitting in the back corner of the classroom, nerdy little glasses and at first nondescript except the long, dark hair. She had a pretty figure, petite but not tiny, a thin waist and legs tight from rollerblading. She didn’t smile the first day and he went over her first paper, which was also unremarkable except it had hints of sadness and troubles. He sat next to her to talk to her. Suddenly, she was vulnerable and beautiful. (more) by AJB
by Lilwhip He looked up at her with those dark, intense eyes smoldering with anger, and she felt afraid. This had gone too far. The intent in his gaze was clear to see and she could already feel herself bending to it- falling back into that familiar submissive pattern. She could never resist the sheer animalistic strength of him. All hell was about to break loose and she knew it. She was paralyzed- she watched him walk towards her, longing to run but rooted in one spot. So she remained, waiting- and wanting- for his fury to descend on her. (more) by Lilwhip
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