I'm not a slut

“Name the Tenth Element in the Periodic Table.” I thought for a moment, “Oh shit! This is from the fall term. Oh God, what is it?” I started counting, absent mindedly, starring out into space,[…]

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Transformation

The story is clearly of a nature please don't read on if your into that. Chapter 1 Jazz stood naked in the middle of her bedroom floor, the thick grey carpet feeling lush beneath her[…]

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On the boardwalk

Ramsey walked down the wooden boardwalk, to his left were closed vendors and to his right was a strip of sand around 20 feet in width, and at its edge the moon glistened off of[…]

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Make me a man

I grew up lusting after Kim she was a beautiful girl, and even then had a reputation for allowing the neighborhood boys have their way with her. I was never so lucky; she always said[…]

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First impressions

Tara walked in a way that caught everyone's attention, guy or girl. Jake noticed her everyday as she walked across campus. Jake always wanted to ask her out, but he had heard so many stories[…]

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A slut is born

Chelsea closed the door to her room. The smile on her face and the twinkle in her eye showed her excitement. She could not believe that Jason Brown, a senior, captain of the football team,[…]

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Amy's rape

It was a hot summer morning. Amy had packed her two girls Becky and Jenny off to their friends for the day. Amy thought that they were lucky. Their friends each had pools. They’d probably[…]

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Love is a whore

Although this is not my first time on this site, it will be my first time posting. By the way I almost tagged this poem first time, I thought that was for first time writers.[…]

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Laura and ross

Fbailey story number 618 AUTHOR’S NOTE: I had a very nice and unusual request, one that is easy to do. Thank you Laura and Ross. THEY WROTE: “When you write one of your stories could[…]

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Harry's hard g

qqqBekn sat alone in his bedroom. The walls were painted grey like his soul. It was dark outside. It was dark inside. It was dark. A single tear rolled down his face and hit the[…]

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