Boys and Teen Female - Page 103



My First Time, Twice By: Ariel Levy When I was fourteen years old, I decided it was time to lose my virginity. Precocity had always been my thing. As an only child, I spent most of my youth around adults, which made me sound sort of like one


Chapter Twenty-One "Toys" Saturday, December 23rd, Evening Molly was on her way back to the living room from her bedroom. She was walking quickly but came to a sudden stop when Olivia emerged from Dave's room and grabbed her arm. Olivia had Dave's shoes in her hand
Kendra Gets Drunk This isn’t the first time that Kendra had gotten drunk. She has been sneaking booze from her parents for almost a year now but now that she is fifteen years old it has been taking more booze to make her feel good



Detention Chapter Nine By: Robert Jimenez Typically I hated going to school, but after spending time with Chris for the majority of the weekend, I was actually excited about seeing his face in class. I had fallen asleep smiling Sunday night, and had woke up smiling Monday morning



I stood in the pouring rain soaked, teeth chattering, and clothes plastered to my skin. My bag next to me, I was sure that all my stuff would be ruined
Dear diary, My names Ollie, I have short light brown hair, deep blue eyes, I'm 5'10" and have a fairly average - slightly muscular- build. I have a cock that i'm very proud of, it's 6 1/2" which i don't think is too bad for my age. I play soccer for Ware Youth FC



Chapter 1 – Show time The characters, locations and events in this story are entirely fictitious and any likeness to the real world is merely coincidental



I was warm all over, inside and out. I had never felt this invigorated in my entire life, I could rule the world if I wanted to! The reason why picked her head up off my chest and looked at me with sleepy eyes
The following morning, Brad woke up, excited as ever because Sydney was finally ready to begin her training. She had visited the doctor the night before and was diagnosed with Female Maturation Needs, just like her mother. He got out of bed and walked to the restroom to relieve himself
Chapter Twenty-Two LEVERIA The previous night had been a sleepless one. I’d sat in my office, drinking wine and contemplating the mirror before me. Its twin was hanging over Elena Straltaira. She was awake, staring up at herself, a thin rectangle of moonlight shining on her face



Translated From The Memoirs Of Caterine DuMont: (Marseille France, 1926-) I always find myself thinking about the warm evenings here, how the sun always coincides with everything that is Marseillemy city of light



Not for the first time, I found myself wondering just how I came to be where I was. These musings were currently being induced by Eve’s nakedness, as she stepped out of the shower. And also the oddly curious looks Brook was giving us from outside the bathroom



The publishing rules say that everyone in these stories has to be at least 16 so even though the story is totally fiction, everyone in it is at least 16. Enjoy



Before any of you jump to conclusions, no, we didn’t have hidden feelings for each other before this or anything like that. We used to take baths together and stuff when we were younger but that was innocent
My name is Sindy, I am now 38, happily married and a mother of 4 kids. Life is good; the kids are healthy and happy as are Billy and I. Billy's business is booming, and my women's fitness gym is doing great