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This is a true story name were changed. This story is long because I was raped or molested almost daily so I have a lot to recount. Hi my name is nuffy this is the story of my life. I lived with my mom , brother and stepfather. My mom remarried my stepfather when I was a year old so we was the only father I knew. I was molested and raped all my life by my stepfather and it ruined my life . My first memory was when I was about 4 years old, I was lying in my parents...

Watching Her First Porn 1 …There always has to be a first time a girl watches her first porn. I’m Tanya and mine was a porn video. I was doing a sleepover at my girlfriend Sissy’s house and her brother was a pest. He was older and loved to pick on us girls. That night he decided to try and get us all horny. He was always trying to feel up Sissy. She wouldn’t let him but secretly liked the attention. I wanted him to try and feel me up, but he wouldn’t. He knew my dad would pound his ass...

Reed “HELP ME SOMEONE HELP PLEASE!!!” a young woman yelled as she was dragged in through the front door by a grinning Jackson. He had her by the neck of her collar as everyone in the bar type area laughed and grinned at the pitiful woman. She was attractive, with dyed blonde hair cut into a messy bob, and huge brown eyes. She was in some sort of uniform, but it was torn up so bad that nobody could make out for sure what it read. She panicked, looking around the room at everyone, hoping for someone to save her. But...

This is a repost from my first profile that was not approved, this one is approved and i took a comments advice for format, enjoy again. It’s amazing how things that seem so important can change in the blink of an eye or in my case in one moment. I’m just starting my sophomore year in high school, Guy Donnelly is my name, supposed to be pronounced Gi but I liked Guy better. I’m 5’11”, weigh about 165 and have pale skin and blue eyes, I keep my hair short cause of my father but standard it’s dirty blonde. That’s what...

This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, or have any affiliation with the author. Chapter 8 ‘Say that again,’ said Voldemort dangerously as he sat in the living room of Malfoy Manor. ‘The n-news just came in an hour ago my L-Lord,’ replied Bellatrix shakily, ‘they s-say Potter broke into Gringott’s.’ Voldemort’s nostrils flared in anger as he began to stroke his newly acquired Elder Wand. ‘Whose vault had he broken into?’ asked Voldemort quickly. ‘R-Ron’s my Lord,’ said Bellatrix quietly. ‘Was anything taken?’ asked Voldemort even quicker. ‘Just one item my L-Lord,’ replied...

Prologue Getting old is never fun, especially when you’re a woman. Men get more distinguished. Women just get old. At least most women do. I am one of the lucky few that fall into the MILF category. When I first heard the term I was outraged. Now I relish being referred to as such. It’s all I have left. A mere four years ago I had it all. A beautiful home; a loving husband; and four lovely children. But then Nikki—our oldest child—went off to college. Lexxi followed the year after. Then it was Candy’s turn. Once Barbie—our youngest—left the nest...

Jake woke up, groggy as usual, to another boring Saturday at home. His days always followed the same routine during the weekends, and they were especially worse during the summer; though he always did have one thing to look forward to. Jake peered down at the tent formed by his bed sheets. His thick member stood as the center support with no reasoning behind its morning rigger. He reached down and squeezed it playfully then stood up out of bed to admire his pride. Seven inches long and just near two thick; it was a good size for a young man...

“Fold.”
 “Shit.” 
The guys and I had been playing poker in the den for only an hour and I was low on funds, I couldn’t believe it, I was on a losing streak. “Clairy, come bring daddy a beer.” I said, summoning my daughter over. She had been laying on the floor watching TV, it was normally not my weekend to have custody but Aileen had messed up the dates and I wasn’t about to cancel on the guys. Looking at my chips, now I wish I had. “Ok Daddy.” She said, getting up to go to the kitchen. I watched...

Moving On Chapter 3 Time seemed frozen. The look of shock and horror on Evelyn’s face was juxtaposed with the wet remnants of my cum on her cheeks and chin. My cock fell from my hand, and my head felt like it was moving through molasses as it slowly turned towards the bathroom entrance. “Looks like you two have been up to a lot,” Mr. Clark said nonchalantly with a slight grin, glancing around the bathroom as if searching for other members of our little party. “I was wondering where you had disappeared to for so long.” An awkward silence ensued...

“Sam, wake up!” Were the first words Sam heard in the morning, his mother waking him up earlier than usual for the family cruise. “Alright, alright… I’m awake.” Sam said in a low, morning voice. “It’s already 8:45 AM!” His father shouted from across the hall. “Come on, you heard your dad.” Mom said in a much lower voice. Mom exited the room, and went to wake up Katie, Sam’s older sister by 1 year. Sam and Katie were really close at childhood; puberty separated them a bit but they still talked all the time. And Katie was a very attractive...