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Hey all! I’ve been cooking up some stories for you all and here’s one I’ve been writing for the last few days. There will be continuations of some of my other stories but they’re a work in progress. I hope you like this story about a girl that ends up in a mess of trouble.

Isla burst through the ...

I didn't know I was staring until Bea lowered the tray to her waist and my line of sight to her pubic arrow was broken.

Drawing my tongue, which had been hanging out of my mouth mid-lick, back inside, I closed my gaping jaw. Recovering somewhat, I tugged on her hand to resume the parade. But there ...

(Warning: Story may contain some unwanted sexual contact, namely groping and forced masturbation)

Julia was both excited and nervous as she waited in line to ride, “Slide Away,” the newly crowned tallest water slide in the world. She stood there, her blonde curls resting on her broad shoulders ...

Escorting Bea inside and waiting for my eyes to adjust to the dim interior, I smiled to see only men and boys everywhere I looked. Because hangar eleven was a construction pavilion, it attracted just the type of crowd I had hoped it would. Just the type to maximize my stepsister’s humiliation.

To ...

Back in high school, I was a bit of a bully to this one nerd in gym class. I even pushed her outside of the locker room without her towel once. Now, were at the same college, and we use the same rec center. After finishing my workout one day, I got dressed, and was headed home. However, she and her ...

The air was thick with anticipation as Amy pushed through the crowded living room of the off-campus house, her heart pounding in her chest. Finals week had everyone on edge, but tonight’s party promised a much-needed break from the stress. She was dressed for comfort—baggy sweatpants, no panties ...

This was great, but I would like to suggest an edit to include climbing down off the table, and did she walk out the door topless?

"Report," said my father, simple and direct, "any trouble?"

Mary, Bea and I had arrived at the designated meeting point with only a couple minutes to spare. He was a man of few words. Idle chitchat never suited him. He was not interested in knowing how many hangars we had visited or what we had ...

We got caught in a mini traffic jam along with everyone else leaving the fairgrounds. The only sounds in the car as we inched our way toward the exit road were Frank cursing softly to himself and Cindy's sniffling.

To my surprise, Bea stayed silent. Following near constant exposure and humiliation ...

Our first stop was the laundromat. Parking outside a small, squat building just one block off main street, I made my naked assistant carry my clothes while I walked inside. The place was empty, but a couple of the machines were running, and a radio in the corner playing Oriental music indicated that ...