Boys and Teen Female - Page 106
My twin sister, Leena and I have always been close. Most days after we'd come home from school, we'd watch TV on the couch. Often, one of us would lie down on the couch and rest our head on the other one's lap
"Honey, we'll be back after two weeks.. so you guys will need to behave yourselves.." my mom said, then she shut the door, pulling her trunk behing her. I had a few guy friends, and we knew each other since we were little
Objects in the mirror are closer then they appear yes but this was closer then close, her perky B cup breast and small pyramid shaped nipples stuck hard in to me, her hair was down and she had her hands around my chest
Stephanie, at my school, is the hottest girl there is. At fourteen she only had A sized Breasts, but her adorable face and thin waist made her an ASSet to any fuck-happy male. Now, my school is small, only a hundred people or so, so the bathrooms are one person and for either sex



I sat in the steam room, thankful for the solitude. I was totally fucked up on too much booze. It was two o’clock in the morning, and I was in a hotel in a strange city. I had struck out with the local ladies up in the bar, and was now trying to sweat the booze out of my system



brought into the girls' plot over Birthday Girl I was in the bar again socializing. "so you have met the Birthday Girl?" these chicks told me. short dresses. "well, Gemma, we are throwing a party for her tonight and we want you to be there." "sure ok, I could visit
“No mom I’m just a little tired. I’m just going to go to bed early tonight.” “Okay hunny but what about your homework?” “I don’t have any mom, good night.” I walked up the stairs tiredly. I had a long day at school. A lot of class work, high school drama. Fights
When I woke up, Ashton was sitting at the foot of my bed. Several weeks had passed since the party at which she and Lana got together, and, though their relationship had been thriving, she looked like she was on the verge of tears. "Ashton?" I croaked, forcing my eyes mostly open



The deflowering of Jackie A week later..



My name is Amy Cotter and this is what happened on my last day at school. I took a deep breath and looked at myself the mirror. On any other school day I'd be wearing a very different set of clothes



The journey from being an innocent little girl to being well, I suppose the most polite way to put it would be “disgusting cum slut”, was long and slow



The next morning I woke up somewhat sore but nothing compared to yesterday. I really didn’t even want to think about it. I felt so humiliated for crying like that. Brad has seen me cry only a few times but nothing like yesterday
First of all, massive apologies for the delay in producing part 4. Unexpected crisis with family flu all over the place. Everyone better now, so I can respond to the last set of feedback.. "Trainers" in the UK refer to sports footwear..Nike, Adidas, Puma etc
Riley’s senior year has seemed to go by fast, yet slow because Jake wasn’t around. She missed him something terrible. They didn’t really write letters; where ever he was they barely got mail



DISCLAIMER #1: All sexual acts in this story occur between adults over the age of 18. DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, black mail, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read