#Stripclub
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Última atualização sex, ago 2, 2019
"Drop it, drop it, drop it. 😅
Drop it, drop it, drop it 🙃
20 Years old, 😛🤘🏾
& she ain't got time to play 🤑
Babydaddy gone ✌🏾
Money getting low 😤
Mama won't let her stay no more 🙄
Stripcluuuub 👙 Stripcluuub 😌"
"Before I could get my head on straight from hitting the dash, Brenai had slang my door open and grabbed me out the car by my throat. Now her lil strong ass held a tight as grip and I was trying to talk and get her hand from around my throat but the hoe would not give and she choked me for a good two minutes before dropping me to the ground and all I could do was hold my throat and cough. She then went to the backseat to get Naomi out and survey all her exposed skin."
MATURE (18+) PREFERABLY, because the story's content will be explicit, and won't be censored in anyway. 😇🤗
TINK FAN FICTION 🤷🏾♀️🥳
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"And who the fuck are you?" I asked rudely, squinting at the man standing behind me. His eyes inspected my face before locking with mine. "Some who's going to stop you from getting alcohol poisoning." He responded and I tilted my head at his deep voice. I inspected the unwanted babysitter, taking in his dark blue stylish trench coat he donned, the way his black hair was slicked back, but waves clearly visible. A stranger. I turned back to the bar, waving Sam down. "I don't know you." I finally speak. "I don't know you either, but i do know that you don't have a ride to go anywhere after this, so taking that drink will only make you lose your self awareness even more than you already have," He responded, and I pause, the glass almost touching my lips, before I threw it back, closing my eyes and letting the burn consume me. Once the moment was over, I stood up, placing four twenties on the counter next to the empty glass. "Since you seem to care so much about my wellbeing, give ma a ride." I folded my arms over my chest and locked my eyes with him which proved to be a task itself. He was a giant, taller than me even in heels. He let out a chuckle, a small dimple appearing on his right cheek...
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Carmyn Mizari was six when he dodged the system-walked right out of the police station. They never found him. Navigating the streets was tough, nothing he wasn't used too. Before the incident, that took his mum's life, Carmyn and his mother had spent his entire life jumping from shelters and sleeping on sidewalks. Until a nice enough guy let them stay the night. The streets were a little different without his mother. The nice guys always asked him to do weird things. He didn't know where to get the warm needles his mother always carried. Carmyn would never have survived without Creed Vitori. The heir to a long line of crime bosses. His personal gaurdian angel. "TW⚠️ drug abuse, language, S*xual Assault, mental health, su*cide⚠️)
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Completed ✅️ Nora desires two things, finishing her degree in creative writing and saving enough to finally be free from her mother's abuse. So she's not prepared for the unexpected meltdown of her one safe space on wheels or the silent brute mechanic who's chosen to repair the damages. What happens when Nora, who isn't seeking a relationship, falls into the orbit of Mr. Silent, James? The universe moves galaxies to bring the two into each other's worlds. James sets out to fix what is broken, but along the way, repairs so much more. ~~~ James let's go of me and spread my folds apart with his thumbs. I feel as he spits on my pussy and before it can slide all the way down he flattened his tongue rolling the center around my clit. Each circle around rubs his piercing in a way that feels like the best feeling imaginable. "Shit slow down." I beg because the way he's ravishing me feels too much. I try to move away from his mouth but James just holds me down, palm flat on my stomach. "Where do you think your going?" "Its too much." I plead to him. "You know what to say baby if you want me to stop." He pauses as if to create space for me to say my safe word. But I don't. "That's what I thought. Stay still and let me finish." Started: April 11, 2025 Ended: August 10, 2025 Cover was made by chrissy_too_nice22Concluída
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Secret Life of a Pornstar
Mia grew up knowing hunger, chaos, and the kind of love that disappears when you need it most. A hustler from the jump, she's been getting it out the mud for as long as she can remember. With a mother consumed by addiction and a father who drifts in and out, survival became Mia's responsibility early-especially when it came to protecting her younger sister, Olive. The moment she turned eighteen, Mia made a calculated move into the strip club, using her confidence, beauty, and instinct to keep the lights on. It pays the bills, but as she steps fully into her power and sexuality, she begins to crave more: more money, more control, more freedom. Drawn toward faster cash and riskier opportunities, Mia starts toeing the line between the strip club and the adult film world-where desire is currency and nothing comes without a price. This steamy, drama-filled tale follows Mia's rise through lust, loyalty, and survival, as she makes dangerous choices that will shape her future and pull her deeper into a life she may not be able to escape. Buckle up... this is only the beginning. VERY EXPLICIT⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ #10 in urban romance out of 1000+ stories (8/10/21) ? #2 in crime out of 1000+ stories (3/6/22) ? #119 in #lgbtfiction of of 1000+ stories (7/20/22) ?Concluída
The Backpacker's Dream
'No, he didn't'. I was so shocked by the turn of events. Everything was going fine and then suddenly boom, everything turned upside down. I just couldn't believe this. What did he think of himself? 'Leave me alone.' I said firmly but his hold on me was so strong. I was struggling to get out of his bear hold but to no avail. 'Oh!! So, the poor lady thinks that I will leave her alone and just let her go free?' He had that evil laugh and boy, his breath stank. 'Man, you just signed your death warrant and I will do one favour on you.' No one messes with me. 'Ooooh, I am so scared that I almost peed my pants.' Again that idiotic laugh. I counted till 5 and then kicked right in his balls. I turned around and grabbed his hair from roots, jerked them so badly and then gave my hard elbow shot on his chin. Everything happened so fast for one moment he was standing and the other lying on floor wiggling. I charged at him with my cheetah speed, picked up a wooden rod and started hitting him wildly, 'You idiotic stinky breath was trying to steal my backpack. You are so dead.' 'Favour, favour, favour.' He was screaming in pain just after few seconds and was panting hard. I picked my paste from my bag and threw at him, 'Brush your teeth.' I was fuming. I turned around and saw him standing wide-eyed, 'Hi, I am Scarlett.' I smiled showing my 32 teeth. 'I am scared.' His look puzzled me. Starting date- November 5, 2019 Completed on - May 23, 2020 All Rights Reserved.Concluída
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