Boyfriend sex pt. 1

**Please excuse the misleading of the themes, all the stories in the series have the same themes** I never really thought much about myself till I met a boy named David. My name is Kyle[…]

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Can't rape the willing

Come on you mother fuckers – strip me bare: right here on your altar of bigotry. Cruelly mutilate my mother's breasts, doing your best to ensure I'll never enjoy succoring my children again. Come on[…]

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His x

“Evening, Slut.” The word causes an uncontrollable stirring, as she feels excitement & anticipation begin to seep slowly from her aching body. She bows her head subserviently as she allows his strong arms to pull[…]

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Karma.

Fifty hour week. Fifty hours of mind numbing financial calculation. Fifty hours in the shittiest cubicle of a shittier office with no heating system because Walter Sheridan is too fucking tight to install one. After[…]

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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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Bob's tale

I met Bob on a Greyhound bus when I used to go visit my family in Springfield several years ago. I was newly divorced and didn't have a car, so Greyhound was a standard procedure[…]

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Dirty lil girl

They were a happy couple, with a healthy sex life. Maybe a bit to healthy of a sex life. Any little thing they saw on porn or heard talk of they wanted to try. Wanted[…]

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