(This story uses the MasterPC program first written about by JRParz on the Erotic Mind Control Story Archive. He made the MasterPC program public for anyone to use) Jeremy Sanderson was 22 and had just graduated from college. He had a degree in ecnomics and wanted to get his MBA, but was low on money, and already had student loans to pay off. He lived in a s...
After dropping off James with his parents she was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't even notice the men shadowing her to her car, or when she pulled onto the normally deserted country road that she had several men running along to flank her. So when they rammed the car she was completely surprised and when the car flipped and rolled she was knocke...
The day after fucking Jenn and Mel I started looking for a new job. I didn't care what, just something that paid more. I was going to need a lot of money if Jenn was going to turn pro. I needed to be able to fuck her on demand, and for that I needed coin. Even though I was getting it cheap or free for now, I knew that might stop anytime, if she got up the...
The closest clothing recycling bank was a few blocks away. Alex had been sitting for a few minutes in the living room working out the fastest and most secluded root on Google maps. She was still too mentally involved in completing this last dare and get some well deserved time off Turnons, so she didn't have the time to drink in the subtle feeling creeping...
[Everyone depicted in this story is 18 or over] Louise had never been a very popular girl at school. Very plain, slightly chubby, yet rather vain thanks to her mother's extraordinary wealth. So usually girls would not be overly excited to be invited to her 18th birthday party. Yet this time, something was different, the rumors first sounded preposterous, bu...
Scene; A bar in New Orleans. Darkish; a paucity of light, but pleasant, sufficient to soften, a relenting, forgiving dimness. A jukebox plays; a selection of Zydeco and Jazz, and New Orleans-y melodies; always full of brass, and fiddles played with bows, or picked like a banjo. Smells of sawdust on the floor, sharp tang of spilled beer, whiskey, perfume, tob...
You know, I think hammocks were invented by some diabolical trickster-god, one with a truly sadistic sense of humor. Every time I lie upon one the suspension rope breaks, or the anchor comes loose, and down I come, returning to the Earth which bore me with a sudden, sullen, but not to be understated thud. There's nothing like the feeling of being struck with...
NEW SERIES ABOUT TRAILER PARK SEX ADDICTION... DIFFERENT PEOPLE IN DIFFERENT STORIES... SLEAZY AND WHITE TRASHY AS FUCK... ***** "Mmmmmmm. I love the way you suck my titties baby. Yeahhhhh!!" My girl former mocha skinned pornstar Mone Divine hugs my head to her ample, all natural chest as I suck them big mocha titties. Damn, they taste good. Mone's got hug...
Peter and I were had been in LA for a couple of days, staying in a cheap hotel in Venice. Mostly we hung out on the beach, which is where we met Nola, Lara and Val. They were about my age and all very cute. Nola was a white, tall brunette and had a kind of wicked attitude about her. Lara was short — about my height — with beautiful auburn hair. Val was somew...
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