Kim and I have been friends for a while. She’s a cute brunette in her early 20s, kind of petite and small framed. She had just broken up with her boyfriend of 2½ years and wanted to go out and really raise some hell. Well, I’m always up for some fun. Friday night – party time! I decided to invite my girlfriend Michele to go with us, though she and Kim had never met. I knew we were in for one wild evening.
I met Kim at her apartment and we took her car to collect Michele. Kim
Please read Stories 1-3.
Please comment on the story not the grammar I am telling my story for fun not an English exam.
This is what actually happened those years ago. I like to start my stories with a brief recount of my previous stories.
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I found myself attracted to my then eighteen years old nephew. I choose to move slow with my desires and to teach and lure Ben into becoming a confident man that will tell me how he wants to fuck me.
Just to entice and recap what is in my first three
The drive took about 2 hours but it was necessary to get far enough away so that they wouldn’t run into anyone they knew. So Travis drove them to Racine. Just far enough.
He’d heard about this bar, Ken’s Place, from a friend who was from the area and had been there. It was a place where “young minded” people in their 30’s & 40’s went to have fun. Summer had finally arrived and it showed from the way the women dressed.
Holly was wearing a summer
Nebraska to New York. Nebraska to New York. Nebraska to New York. I guess I’ve been driving that route for over fifteen years now. It was a long trip and it was a boring trip. Long hours at the wheel of my eighteen-wheel refrigerated trailer-truck, delivering meat from the heartland to the East Coast. I had a good steady job with Macon, Mitchell and Marlin, the big meat company, and I certainly wasn’t complaining.
But all those long lonely nights on the road, when I could have been
He glanced up from his computer when he heard the commotion just outside his open door; his eyes shifted to the clock and noted the time. “Fifteen minutes late,” he mumbled to himself.
He watched her sauntering in, reciting good morning greetings to her fellow coworkers, their faux smiles and un-cordial greetings in return, falling on deaf ears and blind eyes.
She poked her head into his office, a warm smile plastered on her face. “Good morning Mr. Barns,” her voice a
The whip laid into Valerie’s back with a vengeance. Blood flipped off the end of the whip to create a splatter pattern on he wall behind the creature wielding the instrument of torture. More blood streamed down the nearly dead woman’s back from the open wounds on her back; more appearing each time the savage whip laid into her with a loud crack.
“Say it!” the demon raged, it’s high pitch voice shrill with anger.
“Never,” came the whispered answer,
Ricks vision began to lighten; the world around him a kaleidoscope of pale swirls. His hearing was coming alive the hum of electric light tubes and a strange ventilation sucking noise filling the air. He sensed the passage of time-was it still evening? He didn’t think so.
His mind tried to retrace his steps.
He remembered sat in his father’s car; Beth was next to him. Beth was his all star girlfriend; going steady for ages now he still couldn’t believe his luck. With her curly
The evening has been spent peacefully. A quiet dinner, lots of interesting conversation, a couple of drinks, relaxing, no interruptions. During the conversation I ask how you feel about being tied up. You just smile that beautiful smile you have, and give me the distinct impression that you might
The following is a true story, based on actual events…well, some of the facts are actually as they truly happened, and some events are based on my lustful imagination. Chris is completely real, and as true as any cyber lover can be: and Dora, as many of you know personally, lives life as honestly
I’ve done something appalling, something that I have tried to stop doing but can’t. No matter how severely I berate myself with a vow never to repeat my actions in moments of remorse, I can’t resist such an overwhelming power. It’s not lust; lust is such a puny word when I