Yuki had no idea when she woke up this morning that it would be one of, if not the, worst days of her life. But who exactly is Yuki? Yuki Shimizu is an American-born woman of Japanese descent, and an undeniable beauty. Her jet black hair reaches halfway down her back, contrasting sharply with her fair and flawless skin. She keeps herself in good shape, ampli...
The man appeared out of the blue, right in the middle of the street, with a strange sparkling sound. Nobody saw him, as the night was dark and the good people sleeping. Except the small barks of a dog in a nearby garden, the street was perfectly quiet, and the man smiled as he went to the closest mailbox. Rummaging through one of the pockets of his huge coat...
Mari sat in the store cupboard feeling sorry for herself. She hugged her knees, the wall hard against her back, and the floor cold against her butt cheeks. Damn these stupid cheerleading uniforms, designed for girls with much smaller curves. She ran a hand through her ponytail. It was a nervous tic, but she always liked feeling how silky her dark hair felt a...
I am in senior year of school and anyone who has been to school at 18 will know it is not a pleasant time to be working when your friends are all out drinking and enjoying themselves but I needed to go back to school to go the university I wanted to go to. I am a tall fairly muscular straight guy who has had a few sexual experiences before this chapter in my...
notes: This is a cuckold story and details how a man loves a woman so much he accepts her desire to be with other men. He marvels in her slutiness as she rubs it in his face. There are fetish element of semen, panties and pregnancy throughout this story. You draw your own conclusion as to merits of a cuckold relationship. I believe one must make sacrifices i...
Heather was making pathetic, sobbing noises before her mother even left the building. Heather had lived a life of luxury and self indulgence. Nothing that had come before had ever prepared her for what she was experiencing now. "Your mother is gone now, Heather," Miss Smithers announced. "Now you belong to me." "Mmmmmfff," Heather whined. "After an hour o...
Sloan sat beside Derek, each of them in a separate folding chair, with her body pivoted and leaning as she jerked him off. The two eighteen year old high school seniors were in the same small room that they had been meeting in for a week; a private chamber that band students used for individual practice. Earlier in the week Sloan wondered why she kept givin...
Part eight of The Wrong Room series. Thanks for choosing to read another one of my stories. If you are unfamiliar with this story it might be best to go back to the beginning to better understand this relationship, but that's your choice. All characters under the age of 18 are not involved in any sexual activity in this chapter. -Dreamweaver594... * * *...
Things weren’t going quite as he planned. She should have been his by now, but she was more skittish than he originally anticipated. Not to mention, she was beginning to spend an awful lot of time with some punk, which was really beginning to piss him off. After his months of finding out everything about her, having her comings and goings watched, he felt an...
I wanted so much to score with Adrian: the problem was how. My name's Wendy, I'm 20, and Adrian is one of the boys in our church youth group. I say "one of the boys" but to me he was THE boy. Adrian's 21, a good six feet tall, slim, muscular and athletic and so good looking. I could tell he had an eye for the girls, the problem was he had an eye for all th...