Prostitution

I walk out of the bedroom and walk into the livingroom. Jay is sitting on the couch with a bag next to him. Hey Jay, damn your wife is a slut, what the hell is that about I know, i wasn't suppose to let anyone know. Well I know and Amiee knows, she just ate my cum out of Amiee's ass. Are you serious? Ya, where were you, I could have used some help? I was told to wait in the livingroom with her stuff. That isn't the way it works tonight. I let her know the rules for tonight. If...

Chapter Three: A Blue In The Brothel Angel knew Frank all too well. He was her first pimp, and had stolen her virginity when she was only seven. At the time, he was her legal gaurdian, so it made it easy for him to torture her and pimp her out to his friends. That’s how she met Rich. He happened to be one of Frank’s friends, and when he offered to fork over money for her, Frank jumped on the offer and suddenly Angel belonged to Rich at the illegal age of eleven. Sure Angel had tried to escape many times...

I woke up naked, that was strange. I had gone to bed in pyjamas; when you live with your parents and two younger brothers you kind of have to. There didn’t seem to be anything on top of me either, no duvet or blankets just a gentle breeze tracing over my young firm body. The bed beneath me felt silky and pleasant but that hardly made up for the general strangeness of the situation. I sat up and opened my eyes to be greeted by sight that was stranger still. I was most certainly not in my north London bed room;...

A sequel to Pedo Cure It's about (De) Bollocking Pedos basically, If you don't like the F word don't F'ing read it. This is a work of fiction so any actions by any character are fictitious though perhaps regretable that such actions have not taken place and any similarity to persons living or dead is unintentional but with such life-like characters you probably know someone just like them. =================================================== I went round Al's place as soon as I got back, Hey I had this idea. I said. That's all we fucking need, Al said, Sandra thinks she needs an Iveco because...

Sunlight poured through my windows and into my bedroom as I woke up on a typical Saturday morning. I pulled the blanket off my naked body and removed Becca's blue spankies from my crotch as I climbed out of my bed. The briefs were still covered in my cum from the previous night. I tossed the damp panties aside and walked over to my desk. I sat down in the chair, grabbed my laptop, and turned the computer on. I opened my email and looked at the new mail that had arrived. I had only one new email, but it was...