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| My journal survived. I was surprised. I just came back from a long gap of not posting to find most of the journals I hopped on for a drift were no longer there. So I decided to log into my journal to see if it was still here and lo' n' behold it was. But my stories are under friends lock.
If you are buzzing around and want to know.
STORIES INCLUDE:
+ Rape **
+ Underage *
+ Fantasy *
I am Female.
* This Whole Journal is Fictional. Nothing Real. Stop Getting Your Panties in A Knot Do To Some Taboo
** Some rape stories include the girl not living. I'm not interested in actual women children or teenagers being murdered. This is just a twisted part of my stories, I'm not turned on by death,etc.
I also do not agree with non-consenting sex, underage sex, and numerous other things I have written in here. If you have been raped, and find my writings offensive, please don't scar yourself any further by reading my slop. OK? If you are truly into degrading women, other than by consent, and or murdering Women, or children, I've no interest in you.
I do not ask age. But if you aren't over the legal age to be reading some of the material that I write. Please don't permit yourself in getting your ass kicked by your parents because of what I write. I prefer not to get involved in what isn't my fault at all.
YOU ARE THE ONE READING IT.
If you find this stuff offensive. Remember you were the one who peeked into my journal, knowing before hand what was in it. So you think I'm a perv? You're the one who dipped into this stuff . Don't give me shit because you feel guilty for liking SOME OF the material in here.
Not that I'm aware of any lurkers or anything. I'm just covering my bases. Got it?
All stories are written by me unless otherwise noted. Thank You. | |
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Happy Holidays!!!
- Mood:Cheery
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| "You are pretty." He whispers.
"Thank you, Sir." She replies.
Her hands bound with a red ribbon, tied in a pretty bow. Her pretty ass sticking on in the air.
"Do you want your Christmas Gift early?" He mused.
"Yes, sir." She replied, unsure...
A sharp pain shot through her body as he slapped a cain across her ass.
He left her a few good smacks, before leaving her.
"You'll enjoy it more in the morning." He slammed the door, locking it behind him.
Her heart pounding,she was there for the whole night.
- Mood:cheerful
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| “she’s a good fuck.” He told someone out by the car. I was still attached to the back seat, dripping with him all over me. I couldn’t tell where we had stopped, who he was talking to even though I was not blindfolded. I sighed, worried. ( Read more... )----- I think I should start using character names | |
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| At the coffee shop attached to a large store; Amy noticed this older guy taking glances of her as he was waiting for his coffee to be served. All she could think to do was, blush, and look away, no one was around to notice that she was enjoying his glances, her parent’s had dropped her off to do a bit of their own shopping. Amy kept looking p at the man ……the last as he was getting his coffee with a small shy smile.
She was a thin little thirteen year old with only about 34a sized breast, she had on a black tank top, and shorts. The man had disappeared from the front counter appearing beside her on a table next to her. As she sipped down some of her coffee; she could feel his eyes gazing at her. No one was around to notice, Amy was amazed but she was certain there was some camera out and about. But it still…stunned her
He leaned over, “You are a fucking little slut huh?” his words surprised her , they were sharp, and demanding. She was not use to such force.
“Maybe…………..” She answered weakly.
“Tell me, bitch , that you are a fucking little slut.” He growled.
“I’m a fucking little slut.” She told him. What the hell am I getting myself into? She asked herself.
“Good girl.” He smiled, “you like cock, slut?”
“Yes, I like cock.” She blushed brightly why am I going on like this?
“Good.” He grinned “follow me.” | |
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Thanks.
I use *I* but this never happened only in dreams,eh? :P</i>
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He pulled over onto this empty path located in the woods.…hardly noticeable that it was even one… I look at him confused, but he is already opening his door, walking out over to my door. He opens the door, grabs onto my arm and yanks me out of the car. I squeal as his grasp weakens and I fall to the leaf covered ground. He just laughs, opening the back door of his car. He grins, towering over me as he rips me back up to my feet.
He whispers, “Little whore” as he pushes me down to my knees. He drops his pants his cock facing me, “open wide, bitch”…I do, closing my eyes as he rams his cock into my mouth. Grabbing a fist full of hair, forcing every inch of his cock into my mouth. Stone face slips as the pleasure of him invading my face, he moans loudly…
He quickly pulls himself out of my mouth, I fall backwards from the force. He grabs me by my arm, pulling me over to the back of the car, he pushes me up against it. I try to wriggle away from him, this just pleases him ,as he pulls up my dress. He gets it all the way over my head.. he pins me there playing with my breast, stopping only to rip off my bra…pinching, twisting, and pulling my nipples..He laughs as I moan in a forced delight.
He takes his hands away, pulling my panties off, tossing them in some direction. He then lifts me up, throwing me in the back of the car. Here, he begins tying up my arms, biting my shoulder, as I try to squirm away…only letting go once I complied. His hand slide down to my crotch, I squirmed..
“No acting modest now…” He chuckles forcefully opening my legs, I groan as his fingernails scratch into me. Scratches all the way until he makes it to my pussy, where he plunges his fingers deeply in me, I tense at this. He just laughs, again… as he pushes them up into me as far and hard as he can, and as many fingers he could stuff in. A moan escapes as he begins to pinch the lips as he rubs my juices everywhere…pinching a few more times until I’m hurting, I wimper…
“Slutty little girl.” He lifts himself up placing himself gently into my now sore self. Ramming into me without much care to my cries, and pleas for him to stop what he was doing. Tears smeared my makeup; I could taste the mascara that dribbled down to my lips. I tense, shuddering in a longgggg orgasm, he laughs, “I knew you’d like it, whore.”
Pulling himself out he made damn sure his load landed all over the front of me. My breasts were dripping with his cum, as he left. He slammed the door, grabbed my dress, opened the trunk and stuffed it in there. I watched him as he went back to the driver’s seat,
“You little useless fucking whore, letting me pound your dirty cunt like that.” He told me as he drove out of the small path. Still covered in his cum, legs opened; bound in the back seat…he drove on, to what I imagined was the original destination…… | |
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| "Hi." Greeted the breathless doll,nervous as hell as she handed the man the envelope. She raced down the road to give him the letter she forgot to put in her mailbox..
He just smiled, "And, what makes you so special?" Was the slim mans question to the girl.
Disappointed dropped on the girls face, "I had hoped you'd be nice enough.."
"Not today. I'm running two routes and this chat is tying me up"
"Please please pleeeeaaassee?" She begged.
"Is it THAT important?" He chuckled, "Enough to blow me?"
She bit her lip, looked around and knelt in front of the man. Praying now one that she knew or anyone would drive by for that matter.....
"you're going to be late for your second route" the little doll giggled as he re-adjusted his pants, and she hopped out of the truck. Those trucks weren't as big as they looked...She quietly waved good-bye to the man who drove away in a hurry..
As she walked down the road, her face went red. For not only had she just let the mailman fuck her, she was also missing her panties and her over shirt..
Hopefully mom won't notice anything different
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