TRIGGER WARNING: This story includes brief references to suicidal thoughts. Reader discretion is advised. Watching Annabelle innocently admire the forest’s natural beauty from her spot on the ridge below, Lauren felt the deep rage, which usually swirled endlessly in the pit of her stomach, simply fade away. Relieved by the lifted burden, she descended the slope with a contented smile to join the youngest of the Klein family. ‘She’s beautiful,
Dropping the suitcase onto her bed, Maddy admired her find. She had always loved vintage things and how they stood out from the crowd of sleek, modern items lining shop shelves and internet pages. They seemed out of place in all the best ways. As such, she had been attracted to them for as long as she could remember. Charity shops were always a good (and affordable) place to start.
‘Fuck, oh god,’ Sally moaned, rolling her hips as her anonymous lover went deeper, ‘oh fuck, right there.’ This was too good, too intense. She was working his dick as though she was a professional hooker and god did it feel good being so dirty. She could feel him beginning to twitch as the inevitable orgasm approached, a thrill of dirty delight tearing through her in anticipation of his hot
Abi was a little scared how good she was getting at this. To say she had only achieved second base a handful of times before this and nothing further, riding Troy’s big dick came with surprising ease. It was like she had been doing this for years, not days. To be fair, Charity and the rest of the sorority had given her a helpful shove. The swirling purple drink had
Tasha was having a better time than she had had for a long time. The alcohol was good, the music was fun and the guys that littered the club’s dance floor all looked tasty. She couldn’t remember what drink she was on but in truth she didn’t much care: she hadn’t been able to enjoy herself like this for months. Work was exhausting and relentless, and after Duke had cheated
Shadowing Mr. Ridge as he marched through the corridors, Jaimie did not bother to conceal her smirk knowing it would only irritate him to see her so indifferent to her punishment. Her suspicions were confirmed on the rare occasions he chose to peer back at her, clenching his fists and turning away with a furious huff when he caught sight of her amused lips. He looked so tense it was
I made this with the intention of it being a Twitter caption, but initially the file size was too big to add to a tweet since the it was all compiled into one image caption, so I released it as a surprise caption. In moving to my new domain, however, I decided to update it and break it down into three smaller segments. The main reason for this was that
As she busied herself with sorting through her great-aunt’s belongings, Mary sighed. She had only met the woman a handful of times, but she had always had an aura of excitement and mischief about her. They had always got along well whenever they spent time together, and the understanding that she was no longer around was still a blow to the gut even if they hadn’t been that close. Their
When the agent entered the room, he found the woman fingering herself and moaning sensually. One hand groped her naked, engorged breasts while the other hammered latex-clad fingers into her slick wet pussy. She was sat towards the back of the padded room, her eyes closed. For all that she appeared oblivious to his presence he ensured that the taser remained levelled upon her person: she had the capability of
‘Hey there, Anton,’ said the blonde in a singsong voice, ‘long time no see.’ The brooding guy she leaned upon, in his ripped jeans and thickly gelled hair, sneered at him mockingly. ‘Fuck me, he’s just as pathetic as he was when we last saw him.’ If he was honest, Anton could not deny he probably looked pathetic in front of the queen and king of his old college. His
