By Ginger A. Dslut I had just finished my first year of college and was home for the summer. I returned to my usual summer routine, soaking up the sun’s rays and getting a great all-over tan. Yeah, when I’m home and no one else is, I sunbathe in the nude. I’d covered my body with a good suntan lotion. I didn’t want to burn. Sunburned tits are no fun, and sunburned nipples are even worse. I know from experience.
Read moreBy Maxijohndoe. Rose exchanged the usual morning greetings with her colleagues as she headed to her workstation. Rose wasn’t her real name, but it had been easier to Anglicise her name rather than trying to teach English speakers her Chinese name. Rose worked as a lab technician to make enough money to see her through the many years of study and training it would take to be a pathologist, as the small amounts of money her parents could send her
Read moreBy Anon Part of my training in journalism was being taught to keep a journal of my daily experiences and thoughts. The content of each incident was supposedly less critical than any reflections you might make later about these experiences. This is one such narrative. My widowed father died when I was twenty-eight, a year ago now. He left me his townhouse and the general estate. It gave me a vehicle and a posh place to stay for that summer
Read moreBy Styxx. Her cunt was stretched beyond any limit it had been before. The dog’s knot had finally been pushed into her, past her tight lips and beyond the muscle of her opening. The slightest movement of either her or the dog sent new waves of pleasurable thrill through her system and made sure she climaxed repeatedly. The dog heaved one last time and, if possible, shoved the massive purple weapon further into her and through the neck of her
Read moreBy curiousNat I came from a strict catholic family. Raised to believe that sex belonged in marriage, between a man and woman, and anything else was wrong. It had been that way in the house I grew up in for as long as I could remember, and I never once had a reason to question the beliefs being enforced onto me. I went to an all-girls school, attended church every Sunday, had bible hours every night, did all my chores,
Read moreBy Tank. Part 1… It was another sunny May California weekday afternoon, like many ones before it she had experienced for the past 4 years. The final bell of school had rang and she was on her way home. A few of her friends drove by in their Jeep to offer her a ride home but she refused. Home was only a mile and a half away and rather than worry about the troubles of bringing a car on campus,
Read moreBy Bullied Victim Guess what. I’m a dog fucker. Yes. That’s true. I know you probably think that sounds unbelievable. Who in their right mind would spread their legs and offer their cunt to a dog? Okay, so maybe I’m not entirely sane. I can explain, though. At least I can try. I can make an effort to tell you how I became this shameless bitch in heat. Have you ever been bullied? I mean, really bullied? I’m not talking
Read moredogslut67 Part I (Djamila’s POV) We had known each other since kindergarten. Our parents are best friends. We had grown up together and had become almost twins. We are beautiful, had a nice allowance and are popular at school. We had discovered each other’s body in high school. We started out kissing each other, but soon moved on to fondling each other’s tits and oral sex. I loved the taste of Kimberly’s pussy. We started driving the boys crazy soon
Read moreHeather D I remember it like it was yesterday. I grew up on a cattle ranch, with the nearest neighbour over a mile away. I was eighteen and alone at home during the late summer. The rest of the family was working in the hay fields while I stayed at home and working in Mom’s garden. Mom had planted a large vegetable garden in the backyard, but the weeding seemed to always fall to me. Although, truth-be-told, I did
Read moreScarolina Uncle Rob and Aunt Missy are staring at me, their arms crossed, eyes wide, and mouths agape. Oh crap, I’m screwed, I think as I take in the glare of their eyes. “Welcome home,” I said, trying to force out a chuckle. ***** Earlier That Day. I sat reading a magazine as Hawk kept staring at me from the floor, his bright blue eyes were piercing. It had stopped raining just as I got to the house to walk
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