Terror Track free porn video

This is a FigCaption - special HTML5 tag for Image (like short description, you can remove it)

Author’s Note: This story takes place between the CATU novels Ghosts and Russian Winter.

The train has only been away from the station for forty minutes when the terrorists strike. Melissa Dupree sits three cars away from where the terrorists begin their attack, but being a CATU agent, she sees the signs well in advance.

Alone, she can’t do much for the people on the train.

She gets up from her seat and proceeds to the next car. Dupree looks over her shoulder as she enters the car to see two of the terrorists entering the car behind the one she is now leaving.

Better make this quick.

Picking up the pace, she pulls out her phone as she enters the dining car. She ducks behind a table as she dials a direct line to CATU headquarters. Stares from the car’s occupants glare at her, but she ignores them. The line clicks over after the second ring. ‘Agent Melissa Dupree,’ she says identifying herself. ‘Patch me through to Director Cornelius,’ she says with a commanding voice.

Shouts followed by screams and cries resound from the previous car. She knows the terrorists are closing in and she doesn’t have much time.

‘Go,’ Roger says from the other side of the line.

‘Amtrak train from Adelanto, Cali to Albuquerque is hostile,’ she pauses long enough to look at her watch. ‘Forty-four minutes deep.’

The door to the dining car opens and the two terrorists she saw before are now entering, shouting commands to get down on the floor. Dupree doesn’t respond to the commands and instead remains on the phone listening to the instructions Roger is relaying to her.

One of the terrorists, a large man with a barrel chest, deviates in her direction. ‘I said down on the floor bitch!’ He has a heavy Middle Eastern accent. When Dupree doesn’t comply, the big man slaps her. The phone flies from her grip, landing several feet away.

A groan slips out from Dupree as she flies back against the wall. The other man slams his foot down onto the phone. Pieces of the phone fly in every direction.

‘The authorities won’t be able to help,’ the second man says gruffly.

‘Secure the rest of the train!’ the first man yells, then he turns back to Dupree and smiles.

0
0

10.02.2022
9
0

Tags:
consensual sex

Same as Terror Track Videos

Terrorized Family Of Five

Terrorized Family Of Five Terrorized Family Of Fiveby Ynyn ([email protected]) *** A family of illegal immigrants is attacked by a group of vigilante border patrolmen. (M+/Fff, nc, rp, 1st, oral, anal, gb, mexican) *** In the Border States, illegal immigration is a big issue that divides communities. While many people protest to try to get politicians involved, others take aggressive action. There is the well-publicized group known as the minutemen, these citizens actively patrol...

Just Another Day At The Track

The day was bright and sunny. There was a slight chill in the air on this early summer morning, but that was perfect. I stood at the edge of the track and looked it over. There had been some concern as it had rained pretty hard last evening. But the morning sun and breeze had helped to dry out some of the mud. It was turning into a gorgeous day and I'm sure the conditions would be fine. Everything seemed so serene, so peaceful. It would stay that way for about twenty more minutes, until...

Altered Fates New Career Track

A New Career Track By Ran Dandel ©Ran Dandel, 1998 The early Spring sun rose over a grassy paddock, sparkling with a coat of morning dew. Scattered throughout the paddock were large oak and maple trees, remnants of the original hardwood forest of a hundred years ago. Patches of purple and white clover blossoms added color to the paddock's green expanse. In the barns, Ollie Tremayne was starting his daily routine. With a wheelbarrow full of a special feed mixture, he...

Terror in the Snowstorm Resolution

“Seth, do you believe in sudden love?” Tara asked. “What do you mean by sudden love?” “It’s the only way I can express it. What I feel for you can’t be called love at first sight, since I spent most of this past semester trying to ignore you because I didn’t think you were good enough for me. We grew up in completely different economic and social situations. My family is old-money rich, and my parents both earn enough money now to have this mansion, our staff, a yacht, and all the...

Terror in the Snowstorm Aftermath

As we started through the deep snow on the lane leading from Zeke and Merle’s cabin to the hard road, I could see the fire rapidly growing inside the cabin, through the cracked rearview mirror of Zeke’s Jeep. I knew that poor, murdered Merle’s body was being cremated, and that his brother, Zeke, was being roasted alive. The horror of the entire situation, Zeke’s attempted rape of Tara, his brutal murder of his brother Merle (who Zeke had called Ox, to make fun of his immense size and...

Terror in the Snowstorm Ch 03

A further chapter in the story of the unlikely relationship between the beautiful blond heiress, Tara Hawthorne, and me, Seth Johnson, a poor kid from the wrong side of the tracks, during Christmas break in our sophomore year in college. At the time, Tara was nineteen, and I was twenty. You will have to read the first two parts of this story to understand this one. Warning: As is usually the case with my stories, this one is pretty long. ____________________ After I had gone soft in Tara’s...

TERRORPART 1

JUST THINKING ABOUT WRITTING ABOUT TERROR A.K.A DADDI MAKES ME WANNA FUCK HIM RITE NOW..;)I WAS HOME ALL ALONE ONE DAY AND SINCE HE WORKED CLOSE BY I TOLD HIM 2 COME THRU.I GOT NERVOUS AT FIRST DIDNT KNOW WAT TO DO LIKE COME ON THIS DUDE IS OMFG SEXY...SO WE SAT DOWN ON DA SOFA AND WE R JUS TALKING AND I REMEMBER HIM ASKING ME IF I EVER FUCKED A DUDE WITH A PIERCING ON HIS DICK I REALLY DONT REMEMBER THE ANSWER I REPLY BUT WAT EVA ANSWERED I GAVE HIM MADE HE WANNA PULL HIS BIG FAT JUICY DICK...

Terror in TenerifeChapter 4

The next couple of weeks were hard. We hugged and kissed and said "I love you" a lot. But we didn't make love. The tension started to build up between us and we weren't talking. Finally I suggested a rape counselor or crisis counselor or any damned kind of counselor. Jenny said, "Can't we just talk? I am not ready to tell anyone what I just went through. It's too humiliating." Well, we talked and it turned out that I wasn't making love to her because I thought that she was too...

Terror in TenerifeChapter 5

In the morning we had coffee and then showered. That was not our normal routine. But since Jenny had to stay naked in the house she put off her shower until after breakfast. Then she put on another of her sexy little dresses and we went to work. All day long I had only one thing on my mind. I was anxious to get home and find out what would happen to Jenny at work today. I could just imagine her in the hands of a troubled teenaged boy with permission to do just about anything that he wanted...

Gloryhole at the horse track

Its a rainy day today at the track. Not a lot of people are there but the races must go on. I turned 18 a few months ago and ever since my birthday party I had at the track ive been back every Sunday. Either im really good or lucky I have been winning left and right! Im honestly thinking about quiting my job and just coming here. I got here early like I always do and get some racing forms. I go to the restroom at the secluded part of the track and sit on the toilet where I do my best thinking....

Weekend at the Race Track

As I laid on top of my sleeping bag, on my side, completely naked, I could feel CJ's cock wedged into my ass crack. He was completely naked himself, laying on his side grinding his rock hard cock between my ass cheeks. With his left hand, he'd reached around my hips and was fondling my erect cock and balls. I remember how great those sensations felt as I laid there as close to his body as I could get. I heard him whisper in my ear, "we have to be quiet with the other tent so close." "We don't...

A WellLived Life 2 Book 6 SamanthaChapter 68 Off Track

August 7, 1993, Norway, Illinois “Stay here with the kids!” I said to Kara. Elyse was off like a shot and I tore down the steps of the stands after her. I passed her, and sprinted across the track to the place where Matthew’s Go-Kart had flipped. Two track marshals beat us there and one of them was making a radio call. When I came to the car, I saw Matthew sprawled on the ground, with the car over his legs. “Matthew!” I called out. “I’m OK!” he said. “Don’t move, Son!” one of the track...

Terrormoon Adventures part 1

(note; story works best if the first name is character's title, and the second name is the character's name. Example-"The mighty" Raven) Within the land of Dementia there is great turmoil. A king sits atop his throne with a troubled brow as his kingdom falls apart... The land is plagued with foul beasts and wretched demons, so much so that the once docile and content villagers and townsfolk of Dementia have given up all hope. In the streets there is violence, theft, rape and murder... And the...

Roomies The Trackmeet

Isobel Ford closed her eyes for a moment. The swaying of the old bus on its worn-out springs as it rumbled down the road was almost soporific. Only almost, because it wheezed and creaked and the engine knocked. Her eyes popped open seconds after they closed. In front of her, Mr. Stanton from the college's athletic trainers' office wrestled with the wheel, his eyes fixed on the dark road ahead. Good. He was awake and driving carefully. But then he generally slept in the bus, probably had the...

fun at the track

Now that school has ended I go to the local high school at lunch and walk on the track for a half hour. Yesterday was a hot one in more ways than one. There was a younger girl running when I got there. I always walk without my shirt on so that I can get a tan and I don’t sweat into my work short. After finishing my first lap I saw her by the side. I heard her say you got to be fucking k**ding me. What’s the problem I said. She looked at me and said I forgot my water. I told her she could drink...

The Chauffeur 29 Selling the Horse Tracks

By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 After we finished dinner, a sleepy BJ staggered out to the kitchen. Sharon got up and went over to her, taking her by the hand and getting her a plate of food. I got up from my seat and went over to her, she was fine, just tired as it had been quite the day. “Are you OK?” I ask. “OH, I’m fine. You really know how to wear a gal out don’t you, boss,” She says smiling. Everyone chuckles a bit. John gets up and walks over to her introducing...

Terrorists

Terrorists Sara and Carol stepped up to the counter. Sarahanded over her driver's license as identificationand asked for her ticket. Carol did the same withthe other agent. "Why are you flying on a one-wayticket?""We're going to visit my family for Christmas, andmy father has bought me a car, so we'll drive backto college instead of flying.""Miss Porter, would you please step over there?" Apparently Carol was getting the same treatment. For some reason,. The Transportation Securitypeople...

Terror from Above Part 2

"Status report?" A gruff, weary voice spoke over the communique from the outpost the freedom fighters were stationed within the underground, "abandoned" complex. "Sir, we've combed the area inside and out where both Weathers and Lana were managing the perimeter near the Freezer area. Looks like it was mostly cleaned out, by which of them we don't know," said the matte black rag-tagged uniformed freedom fighter, searching out with three other fully armed personnel with him, all of...

Terror from Above Part 1

* "Lana!" A masculine voice called out in the worn down, aging control center belonging to a middle aged, gray bearded and balding man with a more presentable attire of old war veteran. Various rusting medals of wars long past rested on his chest, with badges representing a title that used to have meaning. The jagged scar crossing his jaw and left cheek and the crow's feet adorning his once handsome features spoke of only foreboding and grimace. "Yes sir!" Came Lana, a beautiful...

Terror in the Snowstorm Final Capter

About fifteen minutes before breakfast was to be served, Tara came down the steps. I motioned her to follow me as I headed for the recreation area. As soon as we were out of range of the servants who were beginning their daily duties, Tara grabbed me and kissed me passionately, smashing her wonderful breasts into my chest and clutching my ass to grind her mound against me. She almost made me forget what I had to say. “Tara, are we going to be in trouble for last night?” “What do...

Terror in the Snowstorm

It started to snow as I was packing for my hundred-mile trip home. I wasn't really that worried, since I knew that my old rust-bucket Chevy 4X4 pickup was mechanically sound and I had mounted four good used snow tires on it before I had left for school in August. Even when the radio station I was listening to announced that the main highway I was planning to use for part of my trip had been closed due to a massive pile-up, I figured I would be OK, since I knew the back roads I could use to...

Terror in Ibiza

We were received much more cordially by the staff at the hotel and check-in went quickly. We were anxious to do a little sight seeing, but it had been a long day and since we had two weeks we decided to get a little rest and a decent meal and start exploring tomorrow. It was July, and hot outside. The air conditioning in our room was very welcome. Lynn and I explored our room and then unpacked. We decided to take a quick shower and a nap before finding a nice place for dinner. It had been a...

Terror in the Snowstorm Ch 04

This is the final chapter in the story of beautiful blond heiress Tara Hawthorne, and the poor man she came to love, me, Seth Johnson. To understand the background and growth of our relationship, you will have to read the first three parts of this series. As with the other chapters, this is not so much a sex story as it is a life story. Also, it is rather long. If you need a quick thrill, check out the works of some of the other authors who submit their work to this site. Please post...

Terror in Ibiza

During a vacation we learn the true meaning of 'Black Power'.The long flight from England was over and we had cleared customs after landing at Ibiza. I had been struck by how unfriendly the customs people were here. Not that they are all that friendly anywhere else. We had been warned that the police and government officials here did not pander to tourists. If you had something to say to them, you had best be able to get by in Spanish, because they did not speak English and had no patience with...

Terror On Planet Alpha IV

This is for a female friend on X-Hamster who wanted me to write a story about her. This is what she wanted....The U.S.S. Frontier was just three days from reaching a newly discovered planet called Alpha IV. The World Space Center's interstellar's telescope, the Star Searcher, had discovered this planet 12 years ago. 5 years after, the WSC, launched space probes to investigate this new planet. The data that came back from these probes, was a promising sign that life could, and may possibly exist...

Terror in Tenerife

The long flight from England was over and we had cleared customs after landing at Tenerife. I had been struck by how unfriendly the customs people were here. Not that they are all that friendly anywhere else. We had been warned that the police and government officials here did not pander to tourists. If you had something to say to them, you had best be able to get by in Spanish, because they did not speak English and had no patience with tourists.We were received much more cordially by the...

Terror at Umbelleaf Lake Part 1

She took out her small duffel bag from her closet and packed some clothes, lingeries and nightgowns to go with it, and a bit of bikinis to swim in the lakes. She also took a blanket to pack in her bag all set ready to go on her adventure, she made sure everything was set to go, she took her keys to her car aftee departing from her home to the airport where her lovely adventure begins. She found her charter plane waiting for the last passengers arriving, as she found her seat next to the...

Terror on Mokey Neko Part 1

Few years later aboard the Scarlight ship, leader Dingleberry, big man 6'8 355; crew mates Minerva Jain, petite woman, 5 ft; Brianna Alvarez, thin woman , 5'1 36H, huge hips and huge ass, and Dickenberg, tiny man 3'5, 190 lbs, each at their own stations doing their job, picking up transmitting message from the downed ship wherever it is. "Sir we've received a message from one of our ship that was down," Dickenberg says tracking the ship on an unknown planet called Mokey Neko, info they...

Terror In The Mountains

Marilyn Hopkins rolled over and turned off the screeching alarm clock, getting up at 6 A.M. was not her usual routine since her divorce. Her husband had done well and she had managed to get quite an alimony settlement, not to mention a hefty child support for their daughter, Joy. Joy had been bitter about the divorce, feeling that her mom had taken advantage of the situation and had given Marilyn lots of trouble. There had been the staying out late, the suspicion of drug use and worst of all,...

Terror Vacation

"Tell me this is real," said Tanya, reclining lazily in the van's passenger seat. "It's been so long." "It's really happening, Babe," replied her husband, Greg. "Our first vacation together in three years." "Nothing but you, me, mother nature and lots and lots of sex," she added with a smile. Greg glanced over at the pretty, long-legged brunet and then stared as she began to unbutton her shirt. Beneath was a lacy white bra that contained her luscious breasts, yet barely covered...

Terror On Elm Street

Miriam Smith was just finishing up some shopping at an older mall near the Birmingham airport. These stores were certainly not the premier stores that had recently opened in a new mall near their beautiful home in Mountain Brook. The pretty blonde wife was doing more window-shopping than buying as she was waiting patiently for her husband to call notifying her of his delayed arrival at the airport. He was flying back this evening from a business conference in San Francisco and his plane should...

Terror in TenerifeChapter 1

The long flight from England was over. We had cleared customs after landing at Tenerife. I had been struck by how unfriendly the customs people were here. Not that they are all that friendly everywhere else. We had been warned that the police and government officials here did not pander to tourists. If you had something to say to them, you had best be able to get by in Spanish. For the most part they did not speak English and had no patience with tourists. We were received much more...

Terror in TenerifeChapter 2

We were pulled out of the van then. But even as traumatized as we both were after what had just happened we got the shock of our lives when instead of walking into the house as we expected, we were led down the street and around the corner to a house that had been converted into a small, neighborhood café with outdoor seating. Jenny was still naked! All conversation stopped as we walked through the gate and Harold and his two friends took a seat in the small, fenced yard. There were about...

Terror in TenerifeChapter 3

I could tell that we were expected as soon as we walked in. The man behind the counter nodded at Harold and looked Jenny over quickly. He came out from behind the counter. He walked around us, examining Jenny closely as he did. He closed and locked the door and put up a closed sign. We followed him into a back room that had several small sets prepared. The one that was already lit up and ready to go was a replica of a small bedroom. Why wasn't I surprised?! Harold took Jenny onto the set....

Across the Tracks

It's almost three in the morning. The summer night air is warm, but comfortable. A gentle breeze stirs occasionally. Crickets drone steadily, and beneath that is the soft intermittent sighing of cars passing on the distant freeway. Moths flit fanatically against the grimy light bulbs over head. Other bulbs - street lights, house lights, security lights- form a constellation against the darkness of the far-off hills. A new noise rudely disturbs the stillness - asphalt and small stones crunching...

Milk of Desire Book II Chapter 1 Getting back on track

By EFon Chapter 1 : Getting back on track I'll be honest; I was weak and forgetful. I'll intended to test the effect of my "seductive sperm theory" on Lisa's gruff and hostile personality, which while successful was long forgotten in favor of spending the whole next week testing a different theory. Namely that my sexual stamina could keep up with two wanton young ladies that contently wanted every inch of my body inside them. Sunday morning, after the sleepover, while mom...

The Ice Queen Cometh Or How Roy And I Got Back On Track

My boyfriend's name was, Roy. We'd been together for almost five years and things had been getting progressively less and less exciting. Both of us knew that we probably weren't really meant to be together, not long term, but we persisted. It was convenient, we had lots of mutual friends and interests, and we were both earning enough money to give us a pretty comfortable lifestyle. We were in with this tight little circle of fairly decent people. We all mostly got together every weekend to...

SALLY IS ON THE RIGHT TRACK

was thoroughly enjoying my new role in life. A slut for dad, whenever the opportunity presented its self, which was often but unfortunately like all good things never enough, as well as a live in unpaid three hole whore for my brother John for his use, this was usually very late at night when our parents were fast asleep, which added to the taboo thrill of making love to my well hung brother. All this together with Linda, my brothers beautiful girlfriend, who as far as I knew had the tastiest...

A WellLived Life 2 Book 2 StephieChapter 39 On Track

April 3, 1988, Chicago, Illinois “Al, could I talk to you privately?” I asked when he offered me a drink. “Sure. Let me pour your bourbon and we’ll go into my study.” He poured a glass of bourbon for me and a glass of soda water with lemon for himself. We walked into his study and he shut the door behind us. He motioned toward a leather chair and I sat down. He sat in a matching chair and tipped his glass towards me to tell me to talk. “I’m worried about Jessica’s stress level,” I...

Terrorized Family Of Five

In the Border States, illegal immigration is a big issue that divides communities. While many people protest to try to get politicians involved, others take aggressive action. There is the well-publicized group known as the minutemen, these citizens actively patrol the borders and assist the border patrol in keeping illegals from sneaking into the country. There also exist several more radical groups that take action on those who have snuck into the country successfully. One such group...

On the Tracks

It was three in the afternoon on a Saturday, a time I would normally just be shaking myself awake and finishing my third cup of tea. Today, however, I was already finishing off my busy day. My girlfriend had gotten me to wake up early so we could eat lunch and then go out to a museum. If not for her encouragement, I would be sitting in front of my computer screen right now, dressed in sweat pants and a t-shirt. It had certainly been an interesting, lively day, and the weather had also been...

The Original Soundtrack

No posting or reproduction without permission If "music is the soundtrack of our lives", is it the soundtrack of our fantasies as well? Why is it that lyrics like these get my brain working? Is there really "nothing as potent as cheap music"? Here's a series of short tales inspired by song lyrics. When You Say Nothing At All " Try as I may, I could never explain, What I hear when, you don't say a thing... You say it best when you say nothing at all..." Performed by : Ronan...

Just Near the Tracks

The sun beat down on Sarah as she lay by her pool tanning. She loved the way the sun warmed her back and could almost feel the rays bringing out the blonde streaks in her auburn hair. The fabric of the chair underneath her sent shivers running down her spine every time she shifted against it. "Besides not having any tan lines, this is another plus to tanning in the nude," she thought.She was thinking about the wonderful guy she had met at a local pub the other day when she heard a splash. "It...

Gifted Book 3 IntentChapter 4 Tracking

Vincent shook off the memories. He sighed, and then he focused on the report he was writing. He concentrated on getting it complete. He had just finished when Paul came back with Ty. The prisoner had been conscious for a while, but Vincent hadn’t spoken to him. When he and Ty stood in front of the man, he looked at them in fear. They both knew they had developed a reputation that if they got on your trail, you would end up in prison. But the young man’s fear seemed irrational. Ty said,...

My Night had a Soundtrack

You know what the best part of my night was? Surprisingly it had nothing to do with getting to go home after a full day of classes, doctor’s appointments, or work. It had nothing to do with soaking in a hot bubble bath and it definitely had nothing to do with getting to slip into my bed and lay my head against a goose feather pillow. It was actually the transitional moment, the moment in between when I literally stepped out of the building of my job into the intense winds of hurricane Irene. I...

Paris Match The Soundtrack

Paris Match The SoundtrackTrack 1 Paris Match (Style Council)My flight touched down shortly after seven in the evening. I grappled with my small suitcase and the emotions of both fear and excitement. I was anxious to clear the chaos of airport customs and head for the business district of Paris. It had been over twenty years since my last visit to the French capital and I had forgotten how rude people really were. Without much help from the natives I managed to find the correct train and...

The Tracking

We were returning from a very long and difficult track in the Himalayas. There were many Groups and many couples also undertaking this expedition. Our Group consisted of about 50 people. Some took the Dolli, some the Horse and some like me preferred to remain on foot. During the very strenuous climb of many hours most got separated as all had their different pace. After the long climb and stay of two days we began the descent. Descent would also continue for two days and we had arrangement for...

Tempting Tracks

It was going to be a long week. My company decided that I needed to spend almost a week in Chicago for additional training. The last time I had made the trip from Philly to Chicago the return trip almost ended in disaster. We had just taken off from O’Hare at about 8 pm and as the plane was climbing we lost altitude. Not just a little but a lot. I looked at the flight attendant, who with a curious nod sloughed it off. When the plane dropped altitude the second time the phone next to her went...

The Ice Queen Cometh Or How Roy And I Got Back On Track

My boyfriend’s name was, Roy. We’d been together for almost five years and things had been getting progressively less and less exciting. Both of us knew that we probably weren’t really meant to be together, not long term, but we persisted. It was convenient, we had lots of mutual friends and interests, and we were both earning enough money to give us a pretty comfortable lifestyle. We were in with this tight little circle of fairly decent people. We all mostly got together every weekend to...

Teaching and LearningChapter 3 back on track

I hung around the hospital, for some reason figuring she would need me to be there when they were done with her. Fenshaw had indicated she would be taking Kirsty to the social services offices afterwards, hoping to get her to open up a bit more and then take action against the father if appropriate. I was nervously looking at my watch, as I knew I had classes to teach still. Having other teachers cover your lessons gets old quick. They resent the extra duties and often you have to spend the...

There and BackChapter 22 Sidetracked

In the morning was another early sendoff, all of us meeting Teagan and Isolde in the main hall for breakfast before we left. I'd have preferred it if Isolde had not joined us – she still pissed me off. Despite wearing armour and carrying two daggers - one of them given to me by Wayne right before breakfast, who then disappeared before I could thank him - Teagan insisted on treating me like a noblewoman, kissing my hand when I entered, holding my chair and offering his hand to help me up...

The Train Comes Off The Tracks

My life was in freefall for a while. It started with the divorce, losing my parents and most recently, the loss of my job. Not having any luck finding a good job in my field, I had to take a job as a security guard to pay the bills. Not what I expected to be using a master’s degree for, but hard times call for desperate measures.I was going to be a night watchman at a department store. There would be two of us working the overnight shift, Pam and myself, and since she had been there longer, she...

boys from the other side of the tracks

Gina was always curious about the guys from the poorer side of town they seemed to have so much fun always drinking and hanging out in large groups partying at the skate parks and sports parks She decided to sneak out one night and see if she coud fit in she wasnt wearing what most of the girls that those guys where used to she was still a virgin and rather shy so she decided to cover up a little so that the men didnt get the wrong idea from her. Walking to the loval skate park she was glad...

boys from the other side of the tracks

Introduction: this is my first story im only 19 so this fantasy was hard or me to write this is one fantasy i think about alot and i hope you enjoy please dont read this if you will have a problem with rape ….. Gina is a 16 yr old girl from the rich side of town she isnt one of those anorexic girls who think a size six is normal she is a size 12 with a nice round ass and tits on the large side of the scale for her age. Gina was always curious about the guys from the poorer side of town they...

An affair from the wrong side of the tracks

I had been in college for a couple of semesters. The summer before I left home I had had a torrid and educational love affair with a married woman (see: The Late Bloomer and the Pilot’s Wife). I was broke (as usual) but managed to stay afloat by working at a grocery store and tutoring rich k**s after class. I had had some luck with fuck buddies (I don’t even remember what we called then before the phrases: Hook-up, Friend-with-benefits and bootie call came into vogue) but I wasn’t able to...

When Daddy Isnt Home 4

(Told from Cassie’s point of view, rather than Courtney’s.) “No, I am seriously pissed off.” I say to Stella, over the phone, as I walk into my house. “They think they can just cancel our practice because the gym is full of band and chorus shit? Why didn’t that just set it up AFTER practice? Complete bullshit,” I sigh, as I realize I’ve been ranting for about 15 minutes. “Listen, Stella, I’ll talk to you later. Thanks for listening to me bitch about this. I love you too. Bye.” I slip my cell...

JapanHDV Rina Kooda Rina Kooda visits the doctor to see why her husband doesnt fuck her Anymore

As sometimes happens in Japan, after a couple have been married for a while the husband is so busy with his career and trying to advance that he spends less and less time with his wife. Here we have such a scenario playing out. Ms Rina Kooda is still young at the age of twenty-seven years old. Her husband is thirty-two years old. She explains that her husband only makes love to her three times in a month. She had thought that maybe there was something wrong with him but now she is at the...

Her Week At Mountain MansionChapter 3

Cherie rolled over with a start, looked at the alarm clock, and remembered that it was Sunday, their only day-off on this intensive working week. She felt warm and relaxed, extremely relaxed, and she suddenly noticed she was not wearing her nightgown. It was a moment before it dawned that she had not gone to bed with it on the night before and then the awful truth struck her fully in the chest. She remembered vividly watching Diane and Cleophas making love by the pool, Herb Melville stealing...

Porn Trends