The House Sitter’s Trap
Brittany and her best friend, Jenna, had been looking forward to this house sitting gig for weeks.
Brittany and her best friend, Jenna, had been looking forward to this house sitting gig for weeks.
Sara’s heart raced as she stood on stage, the bright lights of the TV studio blinding her.
Mia worked as a part-time assistant at Rewe, a supermarket in the local mall. At just 18 years old, she was still learning the ropes of the job.
I’m Nicole, an 18-year-old nerdy girl, quiet and shy. I’ve always been the outcast in college, the one everyone loves to bully and humiliate.
The air was thick with tension as I stood in the living room, glaring at my stepdaughter Janie.
Niliya was a pampered 19-year-old heiress, born with a silver spoon in her mouth.
Malik’s heart pounded as he approached the dorm room, his mind racing with anticipation.
Mamuni, a 39-year-old Indian woman, was known in her apartment building for her busty figure and spiritual demeanor.
Nisha, an 18-year-old Indian girl, had always been drawn to the vibrant colors and intricate patterns of sarees.
Kajal, the stunning 22-year-old actress, found herself alone in her hotel room, the soft glow of the city lights streaming through the curtains.
The air was thick with desire, with the unspoken words that hung between us.
Ayla sat on the edge of her bed, her heart pounding in her chest as she stared at her phone.
Amanda, an 18-year-old naive and slightly plump stepdaughter, found herself in a peculiar situation.
Oya, a 56-year-old woman, lay on the bed, her saggy breasts heaving with each labored breath.
I was just an ordinary 20-year-old guy, working as a bellhop at the prestigious Crimson Moon Hotel.
The train swayed gently as it rumbled along the tracks, a constant rhythm that seemed to pulse through my very being.
I’ve always had a thing for impregnation fantasies.
The moment I stepped into Aunt Anju’s house, I knew this summer vacation was going to be anything but ordinary.
“Hey Dad, can I talk to you about something important?” Sunny asked, trying to sound casual as he approached his father in the garage.
I awoke in a dimly lit room, my head throbbing with a dull ache. As my vision adjusted, I realized I was strapped to some kind of examination table.