The Better Woman vs. BriBunny on FCF Preamble Written by Jennifer “The Better Woman” OOooooooooookkkkkkkkk, remember how the last two stories in this series were wild, inscestuous, fetish-drenched filth? This one is worse. This one is SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much worse. So just don’t. Don’t read it. Don’t think about what happens in it. JustThe Better Woman vs. BriBunny: Family FuckFight – Part 3
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A Night in Manhattan by Rival’s Rapture
Loudly, the door slammed open, not once or twice, but in what sounded like a cascade of impacts. A clatter brought about by the three newest guests to one of many between-building motels in the city that never sleeps, Hope, Hannah, and their mutual prey, Brandon. There in the entranceA Night in Manhattan by Rival’s Rapture
The Better Woman vs. BriBunny: Family FuckFight – Part 2
The Better Woman vs. BriBunny on FCF The Better Woman‘s Warning: Ok! Soooo, again. This that freak shit. Unless you are SUPER into and ok with incesty-stuff, do not read this chat-log. This one is a sister-on-sister sexfight that turns into sister-on-sister-on-mother sexfight in the shower for the right to fuck daddy. AThe Better Woman vs. BriBunny: Family FuckFight – Part 2
The Better Woman vs. BriBunny: Family FuckFight – Part 1
The Better Woman vs. BriBunny on FCF The Better Woman‘s Warning: Ok, so, real talk, girlfriend. This story gets dirty. HELLA SWELLA DIRTY. Sister-on-sister. Mother-on-daughter. Daddy-on-daughters. So just, like, DON’T READ THIS if a story can be too dirty for you. Because you legit might die. Okurrr *Snaps* Just goThe Better Woman vs. BriBunny: Family FuckFight – Part 1
Hate on the 38th by Rival’s Rapture
It happened so quickly and was so painful, that even that next morning, when the memory came to haunt and horrify, it all seemed blurry and out of focus — except for her face. Taylor’s. Her smirk. Her taunting laugh. Those bits of it would never fade — never soften,Hate on the 38th by Rival’s Rapture
A Night in Harlem by Rival’s Rapture
Deep within the bronze and glass walls of one of Harlem’s most prestigious condominiums, rose an elevator filled with three, but headed to one. At the center of the group was Theo, a young man of means, propelled socially upward by a series of successes in the oil business, sweptA Night in Harlem by Rival’s Rapture