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Emily is eighteen and has started developing a banging body, with perfect curves around her. The holiday had been going very well so far and we have enjoyed the week we have already spent here exploring and doing all the things you would expect from tourists and then at night retreating to the two side by side cabins we had rented. Tonight though Amy and myself had decided to stay out a bit later and have a few drinks, all night Amy had teased me, whispering into my ear the things she wanted me to do to her later so by the time we had left the bar I was about ready to tear her clothes off and fuck her in front of everyone there.

Anya's P.O.V. "Are we ready to ride, ladies?" I ask the gang as we all start up our engines. We're an all-female biker gang of bunnies. Yes, I said bunnies, and I'm not talking about Playboy bunnies or Easter bunnies. We're bunny shifters, and we're all in our twenties. Our gang has dwindled in numbers because some of the women have found their mates, but there are still about twenty of us.

] while she laid there, her mind far-away. She'd been with dominant and submissive men, and men that were closeted gays who wanted to fuck her asshole and make her wear a beanie to cover up her hair and not say a word so they could pretend she was their male lover. She'd been in threesomes where the two men had paid more attention to themselves than they'd pay her. She had eventually lay in the bed, staring at the ceiling and letting them do their own thing.

Feels strange being home again. Jack launched into a story about work and some deal they were both involved in. I sat on the opposite end of the couch from Richard and tried to look interested. My body had other plans. Every time he shifted I noticed the way his trousers pulled across his thighs. Every time he spoke I watched his mouth. I kept thinking about those same lips between my legs. About his fingers sliding under this dress and finding out how wet I already was just from sitting in the same room as him.

We had been best friends since sophomore year and roommates since the start of senior year. Camila knew almost everything about me. I knew almost everything about her—except the one thing I refused to look at too closely. She never dated men. She never talked about women either. I filled the silence with my own loud opinions whenever the subject came up in group chats or at parties. I said lesbian relationships were “just a phase” or “for attention.” I said it so often and so easily that even I almost believed it.

I was dangerously close. My back arched off the bed, two fingers buried deep inside my soaked pussy as I read the filthiest part of the story — the part where the two older men had the girl pinned between them, stretching both her holes while calling her their perfect little whore. “That’s it, baby. Take both our cocks like a good girl.” My thighs started shaking. I was right there… when my mother’s voice suddenly cut through the door. “Serena! Dinner!”

My clit throbbed at the sensation, reminding me how he had rubbed it rough while pounding me, and I had to cross my legs to hide how turned on I still was. "Not much, really," I said, keeping it vague. "Just settling in, figuring things out. No boys right now." It was a lie, but what was I supposed to say? That I was fucking my stepbrother every chance I got, hating him and wanting him at the same time? Emily laughed, a light sound that carried across the pool. "Come on, a pretty girl like you? I bet you have guys lining up. LA's full of them. What about Haiden? He's cute, right? And single, from what Collins says."

Agnes is the campus queen bee, has a bf, Billy, the basketball captain, but her bf doesn't really satisfy her and finds out the chubby nerd guy, Julius that she often and bullies has a big dick after making him pull down his pants in the bathroom when she lock him. So instead to lock him alone, Agnes start to suck his dick and say to Julius she will stop to bully him and make him her secret fuck buddy if he can satisfy her. What Agnes not know is that Julius also like her so much and start to fuck her roughly.

WARNING! THIS IS A NON-CONSENSUAL STORY. PLEASE BE WARNED. IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE IT AVOID THIS PARTICULAR STORY. As I mentioned, I write based on the prompts readers give if it's not too extreme. This doesn't mean the author supports this in real life. Note: There are limits I won't cross when writing these collections, so when you request a certain story, don't cross a certain line. I won't write it. CHAPTER 1 The bar smelled like spilt beer and old cigarettes. A few people were scattered around the tables. It was late August, and most of the town was at the county fair.

During the party celebrating my promotion, I am in the middle of cutting the cake when a positive pregnancy test report is thrown right in my face. Subsequently, my normally compliant boyfriend, Zachary Zolt, pulls my best friend, Caroline Lotter, into his arms. With reddened eyes, he says, "Winnie, for the past three years, I've stayed by your side, giving you all the emotional support you needed and the respect you deserved. "However, Carol is now pregnant with my baby, and I have to take responsibility. You've always been magnanimous, so don't be petty over a minor matter, alright? Let's part amicably." Our colleagues gasp in surprise before shooting me a look, as though I were a malic