Teen Whore Stories

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Jennifer Monroe & the Ladies Ch. 03

by corduroysissy on Jan 31, 2018
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Debbie gave Miss Jennifer's boot one last kiss, took a few seconds to straighten out his dress, then walked over and knelt submissively next to Patty in front of Miss Marsha. She let Patricia continue to suck her dick and lit a cigarette, she didn't even look at him, in fact she totally ignored him for several minutes. She did however blow smoke in his face...

Show Business Mother

by nextcenturyromeo on Sep 11, 2018
Loving Wives

Deepika came back to the hotel lobby and approached where Romeo was sitting sipping his drink. "You are not going to like this, sir!" she said slipping in close to him on the sofa. "Why? The girl is not pretty?" "The girl is pretty, very pretty! And the family knows that you'll fuck her before she can get into show business. But wait until you see the mo...

Whitewash High: Rising Sun Ch. 09

by EnglishTeacher on Jul 3, 2018
Interracial Love

Sometime in the Future "Get up, piece of shit!" Nik cursed. Bone cracked sickeningly in the air. A hard knee struck home on the man's jaw. "Don't pay your bill, you've got to deal with me. Understood?" Nik spat on the sobbing patron. The man laid out on the dirty alleyway. Cowering in fear, he tossed his wallet onto the ground. The tall, muscular gaijin...

Robert's Conquest Ch. 02

by TheHentaiKnight on Jan 8, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Robert Baratheon sighed in boredom as he walked aimlessly outside Castle Darry. After spending nearly a month in Winterfell, they were on their way back to King's Landing with the Starks in tow. Excluding the first night, the rest of his stay was fairly uneventful. He'd drank, feasted, and whored to his heart's content. He'd even gone on a hunt with Ned and...

Different Methods Ch. 02

by RedRavenBaltimore on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

By moving one knee at a time, I crept across the floor pushing my doggie bowls into the hall. Doing that sort of thing for hours would probably kill my lower back, but five minutes was alright. After that, there was no reason to remain on my knees, so I didn't. I flossed and brushed my teeth efficiently, finding the small trash receptacle for used floss buil...

Suzi and Lisa: ... Ch. 1

by The Midnight Lurker on Sep 11, 2017
Interracial Love

Please note: This is the 18th story in an ongoing series. If you have not read all of the prior "Suzi" stories, it is hoped that you have at least read some of them. An understanding of her character and the series will make this story "flow" a lot better for you. 1. Suzi and Lisa: Gang-Bang Sluts - An Introduction Suzi was a stunningly beautiful young wom...

Questions That I Don't Have Answers

by SusanJillParker on Sep 16, 2017
Humor & Satire

SusanJillParker has lots of questions but no answers. Help. I need help. Being that there are lots of wicked smart and/or educated people who read the sexy stories posted on Literotica, I need your help. I need answers. I have lots of questions that I don't have the answers. In search of answers, I need answers. With all of these unanswered questions hurti...

Gwen Stacy Syndrome Ch. 07

by Zev95 on Sep 26, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Ana liked being engaged to Peter and Felicia and Mary Jane, off shooting her movie in England, but many parts of it were new and confusing to her. They all lived together, that made sense. Even Mary Jane had a room set aside for when she came back. But that was the thing—although the rooms and beds were all big enough for all of them, there were many times w...

An Artistic Dilemma

by RumpRanger4ever on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Jake Monroe opened the door to the three bedroom rambler in a very good mood. The painting he had been working on was finally finished and just in time for his wife's upcoming birthday. He felt like celebrating for it had taken him over three months of continuous effort to get it perfect. After all, he had thought to himself, it was for Mary and nothing was...

Mrs. Adleson Pt. 04

by EelunPhetmoore on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

It seems like I'm running a hundred miles an hour to her. Even though I belong to her, when I'm with her I'm free. The grass flies by my feet at blinding speed, making me feel like a low flying hawk, swooping in on its prey, although in this case, I would be considered the prey. Her silhouette is gone from the window and the drapes are drawn. Where did she...