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Sometimes “No” Doesn’t Always Mean “No”

My pervy older step-brother has been driving me crazy! He’s always peeking at me while I change and taking my panties. I even caught him in the tree next to my bedroom window jerking off!

Our parents went out of town for the weekend and I figured this would be a good time to tell him what I really thought about him.

I went to his room and saw him looking at pictures of me on his laptop. He gave me a creepy grin when he saw me in the doorway. I started to tell him how I wanted him to leave me alone, but then he suddenly threw the blankets off of his lap and exposed his huge throbbing cock.

He started coming towards me and ended up backing me into a corner. “I’ve been waiting for this, little sister.” He grabbed me and threw me on the bed, ripping my clothes off, forcing his cock inside. I tried my hardest to fight back but I couldn’t deny that his dick felt so good inside me.

I took his pounding, but I told him that he was going to have to pull out before he came. He laughed down at me and pinned me down to the bed. “I’m not pulling out, sis.” I started to try to get away, but that only made him fuck me harder. He gave one more hard push and I felt him squirting inside of me. He didn’t take no for an answer and I had a feeling I was in for a long weekend.

 

Written By: Josie
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New Workout

I recently hired a personal trainer to help keep my body perfect. We usually did all our work at the gym, but one day she asked if I could meet her at her house. She had a workout she was dying to try out, and I seemed like the perfect candidate.

I showed up in my skimpy workout clothes, ready to train. She led me down to her basement and asked if I trusted her judgment on what was best for my body. I told her that I did because I looked great! She smiled and left the room for just a second, bringing back a man with her.

She introduced him as her husband and told me that he was going to be my workout today. I almost thought she was joking until she reached in and pulled out his hard cock.

She walked back to a chair and sat down, crossing her legs. She looked at her husband and demanded he fuck me. He smiled a little as he grabbed my shoulders and forced me face down on a little table nearby. My clothes were ripped off of me and his tongue was entering my pussy from behind.

Then it began.

I was twisted up and fucked in so many positions. No wonder she called him a workout, he could fuck for hours! Every time I would try to give up, I would find myself bent over and being pounded. I tried to crawl away so many times only to be grabbed by the ankles and drug back.

When he was finally finished with me, all I could do was lay there and shake. I knew I would be feeling this workout in the morning.

 

Written By: Bambi
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Deviant Ariel

I’m a wicked little girl with a very deviant dark side. I can think of many ways to get your sicko cock off. I can be your perfect little accomplice that lures innocent victims for you. I look so nice and sweet that anyone would believe me. I know when we push limits together we both get gratification. For me, the more sick and twisted we get, the more my pussy gushes with excitement.

I have an idea for our next victim that includes rape, torture and snuff.

Are you ready to explore the dark side of Ariel?

 

Written By: Ariel
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I’m Inside Your Head

             I broke into your house while you were at work.  There’s something about you that makes me want to know more. 

I started in your big, fancy kitchen. I grabbed a craft beer and began to look around. You have no kids, but your fridge is stocked with kiddie treats. Interesting. I grab another beer and move on to the laundry room.  Girls panties, stained with blood. Try and explain that one, bitch!

On to your home office. I break into your desk and what do we have here? Passports in various names, injectable drugs, and lots of cash. I indulge in some of your drugs and turn on all the devices you have in and on your desk. Ah, porn, no surprise there. I can see some was filmed in here, in your office. Very predictable. 

Up the stairs to find a door locked from the outside. I bust the lock and there it is. Asleep and bound to the bed is a tiny little blonde. I can’t walk away, I have to do something. Save her? You must be fucking joking. I will become you. I’ll get in your head and do all the things you would do, and much more. 

Oh god, you see your house has been broken into.  You’re terrified. Is it the police? They found her? You hear voices, clearly it isn’t the police. You make your way up the stairs to find me doing everything you wanted to do but you were too much of a pussy.

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Broken

 You like them broken, don’t you? Don’t look away from me. We both know exactly what the fuck I am talking about. Lonely, curious, sad, and very ignored. That sort of thing is what makes your dick twitch. Summer is almost here, and the parks, pools and streets will be filled with little, cute, latch keys. So you wonder just what is a Latch Key Kid. Home alone, mostly poor, and single mother works. So vulnerable. 

She’s licking an ice cream cone at the 7-11. You watch the tiny tongue as she licks. Some has melted, dripping down her t-shirt, making the adorable little bumps on chest visible. You sigh deeply, and slide your hand in your sweat pants. 

No one else is around except the store clerk. She has dropped her cone and is crying. You buy one from the clerk and you both exchange knowing looks. 

You sit in your car and show her the cone. She walks over to you and gets into your car. You hand her the dripping, vanilla cone. She asks you where you’re taking her. You smile, and never answer her. 

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Summer Heat

 

  

You know what I like about fucking Summer? One season closer to Fall. This year the heat started early. The cool thing is from my apartment roof I can watch so much of the city and it’s dweller’s. A blanket, booze, and music, and I’m ready to watch the world from my own little spot. 

Ever wonder what goes on when people think they’re behind closed doors? Like the big white house and it inhabitants. Small blonde girl and her dad is all I ever see. They always look so fucking friendly to each other, not in a dad/daughter kind of way. Time and exploration is what I need to find the truth to it all. Like I said, I’m hot, bored, and love dirty drama; and a chance to exploit it.

                 Next it’s time to insert myself into their lives. Ever so helpful in recommending schools, places to eat, and of course, alarm companies and such. I even suggested Teddy Cams, as he will want to know what his baby girl is up too. What he won’t know is that I’ll have viewing access to all the cams. 

What am I gathering this information for? Blackmail bitches!  You don’t expect me to earn my money the mundane way, do you? 

  

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Too Much Teasing

I should have known that one day all my teasing would catch up with me. I was out at my favorite bar one night, totally wasted, flirting with every man in sight. I chose one to really focus my attention on. He didn’t look like much of a threat, he was very nerdy and shy. I teased him all night, just having fun, making him think he had a chance with me.

At the end of the night, he asked if I was coming home with him. I laughed in his face and turned to leave. I was a little shaky on my feet and was trying to get a cab when I felt hands grab me from behind. I was dragged into an alley behind the bar, one hand over my mouth, the other around my neck. A voice in my ear was telling me not to scream or else. I was turned and pushed back against the wall.

There in front of me was the meek man I had been torturing all night. I was breathing heavy, his anger totally transforming him. His hands started ripping at my clothes, pulling them off of me. I tried to fight him, but he just laughed and slapped my face. I knew I should be scared, but this side of him was really turning me on and I could feel my pussy getting wet.

He wasted no time turning me around and forcing his throbbing cock inside of me. I was pressed hard against the rough brick as he pounded me harder and harder, telling me what a fucking whore I was. I felt him pull his dick away. He grabbed one of my arms and twisted until I fell to my knees.

I felt his cum shooting all over my face. I closed my eyes to shield myself, but opening my mouth to catch what I could. As soon as I opened my eyes, I realized I was alone. Alone, naked and covered in cum.

 

 

Written By: Teagan
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Follow Me

             

     It’s a long, lonely walk up those stairs, isn’t it? You stand there and sigh. You can feel your cock growing stiff. He’s up there, just as fucking cute as can be. You go back to your den. You try to look at some porn. Porn isn’t very satisfying, when you can’t look at the dark stuff. You are shaking as you go on the special section of The Dark Web. You quickly turn it off and snort up a line.

Now you are pacing the floor. You try, and calm down with a drink. She won’t be home for another 2 hours. Maybe just a peak in his room. More liquid courage and another line. You finally summon up the courage to call me. 

Follow me up the stairs. Come on, because you know you are craving it. 

                   Call me to make all your dark, disturbing, and twisted fantasies come true. Why deprive yourself, when you can call me?

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Your Favorite Accomplice

You go to the mall every weekend to see the cute little teen pussy. There’s one you’ve had your eye on for a while, an adorable bouncy thing. You need some help reeling her in. You know I can bring in the sweetest pussy for you.

I tell her I know where the best shops are and take her out to your car. That’s when we grab her. I get in the backseat with her and touch all over her body. She fights a lot, but a couple of slaps across the face and my mouth on her little tits, has her changing her tunes. Her pussy is getting all wet for you, baby.

We pull off to a secluded area in the woods. We drag her out of the car and get her on her knees. It’s time that she learns the proper way to suck cock. She doesn’t do a bad job on your cock, but you look at me and let me know that she needs a little more instruction.

I grab her hair and force it up and down. The choking sounds she makes while she struggles, really makes my pussy wet. You reach down and rub between my legs. You know your little girl so well.

We push her back in the dirt and I put that wet pussy right on her mouth. I reach down and grab her ankles and pull her legs back. She’s really trying to fight now, she knows that cherry is about to be popped. We look at each other and laugh. Let’s turn this little bitch out.

 

 

Written By: Raylin
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Slay Bells

     

             Christmas is the most fucking annoying holiday. It’s like the annoyance hangs over Halloween, and then fuck it’s that day again.

What annoys me about it all?

Let’s start with the fucking bells.  Bells, fucking bells wherever you go. I came up with a fun little game. I call it Slay Bells. I know, I like drinking games as much as anyone, but this is far more twisted, and will excite my dark little heart.

Every time I hear a fucking bell jingling, I commit a gratuitous act of violence. Violent Night has nothing on me, when I am pissed!

There we have it. Big, fat pedo Santa ringing his bell and I am already seeing RED! I get him alone and shove the bell up his big, fat ass. That was fun, the perfect way to bring some holiday cheer. 

I truly despise malls. That’s where I will go next. Elves ringing bells? Time to get totally violent and creative. Come here Mrs. Santa, I want to play!

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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