Boys and Teen Female - Page 122



I had admired Danielle for quite some time. We had been in class together for almost a year now, talked on occasion, but never much more than that. She couldn't have stood much taller than 5'3'', and couldn't have weighed more than 100 pounds



Case Study 301: A daughter’s Rebel Yell! Welcome back everyone to Chapter 18. This particular chapter will have Taboo themes that may be sensitive to some of you



Dark Encounter: A New Life As I ran, I could feel him getting closer and closer. I tripped on a crack. Blackness for a little while, then I awoke to my hands tied behind my back and my ankles tied as well. I could hear his breathing that shallow, deep-voiced breathing.
Mum and dad had a small farm just outside town. Every morning it was my job to feed the chickens and the animals in the barn. What mum and dad didnt know was that it was also when I played with Sam our sheepdog. When I mean play it just started as play a year ago
Rockmount Brat Camp My train rattled along on it’s tracks with no more choice of where it was going than I did. My head rested against the cool glass of my cabin window, rain lashing the glass, blurring the world outside my window



Day Thirteen I woke up with a grin on Saturday morning, my whole body stretched and twisted. I had slept so well, my body sated from Daddy’s cock the night before. He had fucked me twice, Mommy’s tongue cleaning my sloppy, swollen pussy before bed



It has been a long time since I’ve updated this series and I’m really happy I’ve gotten back to work on it. I’ve gotten a lot of e-mail about it since the last time I updated and I’m sorry if I’ve neglected to respond. It wasn’t my priority



Two sixteen year old boys explore outside the confines of the bedroom - part two of Teen Painting V2 We were walking by a river near my home, when we decided to sit down by the embankment. It was a hot day, and we were enjoying our summer holidays



“Blake? Blake…wake up” “What!” Blake opened my eyes to see, who was disturbing his sleep, already half knowing the answer. Once his eyes were fully open, he saw his beautiful sister, in mini skirt, and a tight shirt, covering her large breasts
True Story - My name is Sam. Me and Andy have been friends for almost our whole life's and up to that point we had never even though about each other in a sexual way



The Secret Cheerleader Vote - #9 Zane reflected on the events that had taken place the night before. Bella had finally surrendered herself to him. She had thought she would be able to just have sex with him and get everything she wanted
ed with cum all over my hands and pants, When I go back remembering what happened I realised I was masturbating and fantasising my sister's naked body showering with soap slipping from her neck down between her beautiful boobs to her toes that I would give a million dollars to stick them in my mouth



Hey everyone, I'm going to start casually uploading stories again, starting with this one about my best friend. This will have multiple parts. Anonyboi ----- "God damn he's so cute." I thought to myself
It was now high summer and the days and nights were hot, dry and humid. Because of the heat I often slept with my bedroom window open, I fell asleep with a mild breeze wafting and waving the thin curtains in and out of the window



Part two of the story of Debbie and the twins. The first half here is mostly character and story line development, and it’s somewhat long. Please read “Babysitting the Twins Again” (which is part 1) for the background story. The setting here is three months later