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Teacher, Teacher chapter 12

This is the final chapter of the teacher's adventure. I hope you enjoyed the series. I am interested in your comments on the ending. Please let me know what you think. ***** Anita walked over to where Cindy and Susan were kneeling. So Cindy, who's your friend, and why are you sticking your nose into our business? Cindy looked up at the towering teen. She was scared as ever; since they had dominated and stripped her at school she had avoided them at all costs. Now she was naked and cuffed, cowering at Anita's feet. Anita, this is Susan; she's my...

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Teenaged Boys Naked Swimming in High School with Hard-ons

I was a freshman in a big city high school in the ‘70s and wasn’t surprised when in my first semester I had swimming and for “public health reasons,” all of the boys would do it naked. I had been warned by my older brothers and coming from a family of nine kids, including sisters and a continually nursing mother, I wasn’t shy, or a stranger to the nude body. On the first day we were instructed that if we heard three short bursts of the whistle, we were to get out of the pool quickly, line up on the edge...

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Becoming Omega, Part 4

Becoming Omega, Part 4 Men around her. Her, naked and collared on the floor, her lips snarling and her eyes fluttering. Drugs swimming through her veins and her cunt throbbing. Cameras around her, the world watching. They were going to destroy her. Omega felt her heart skip a beat and she knew, if it all ended now, she was where she was supposed to be. ___ She smiled. Her eyes fluttered. “Beat me,” she whispered. They stepped forward, silent. “Fucking beat me,” she screamed. Closer now. Still, they said nothing. “Kill me if you want.” They laughed. “She really will do...

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Saturday Afternoon_(0)

As a pretext: This is all 100% true. No embellishment, no exaggeration, and no fictional component. It had been a while since I’d seen Jim. We didn’t talk as much as we used to. We used to hook up as teenagers. Have a few beers, get naked. Mostly teenage experiments. We’d got chatting online, and out of the blue he said to me “I want to come see you, it’s been too long”. I wasn’t sure, but he was right, it had been a long time. He’d always had a certain hold over me. I can’t explain it. But as a...

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Tasha's webcam show

18-year-old Tasha's, sexy webcam broadcast is interrupted by the family pet. I'm Tasha, but everybody calls me Ta-Ta. Because of my chocolate 38 C breasts. I'm 18 and petite at, 5' 6 tall, 115 lbs of dark chocolate. I rock a short Halle Berry hairstyle. With an apple bottom booty that would make J-Lo say Damn I still live with my parents and my goofy ass 15-year-old little brother Calvin Jr (Nicknamed C.J) Plus, we have a 3-year-old pitbull named Bullet. Whose constantly staring at me with those piercing blue eyes, while I rub his dark grey fur. He's such a...

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RUNAWAY Chapter 19 "Toke and Relax"

She woke when she felt him bring the truck to a stop glad she wasn't still in her nightmare and after looking through the windshield saw they were once again in another rest stop. I see you are awake Sleeping beauty. Time for a stop, smoke and a couple hours of sleep don't you think Senorita he asked? Sure she agreed with a yawn. They both got out of the truck and she headed to the ladies room for a potty break. When she got back he had the two chairs out and he was seated smoking a joint and also...

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Off Limits Roommate Pt. 3

Sight. The pink sock, nearly pressing into my eyes. It was dark, but after this afternoon, I knew all too well that there were dirty imprints of toes and soles in a slight shade of brown. Touch. The arch of Shiann's sole, touching my nose. The toes against my forehead, wriggling slightly. The heel, bumping my chin a few times as she moved ever slightly down the couch towards me. The feeling of slightly worn fabric, a few shreds of cotton that had broken free of the tight-knit cotton weaving of her socks. Sound. Prove it. Prove that you aren't a...

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