Boys and Teen Female - Page 279

Living with all older boys and a younger sister is hard for any teenage girl. Being 17, 5'3, naturally dark brown hair and 110 lbs with almost D sized boobs, only made it that much harder

Author's Note 1:These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy

Marrie was excited, today she would do it. It was a Friday afternoon and it has been raining the whole day, but now the rain was getting weaker. It was perfect she thought, her parent where gone over the weekend, leaving the house to her alone

I'm sorry to post a repeated story but the first one I posted had horrible grammar and errors. I hope this one is better please give me a feedback. I also changed the story a bit, for better i think. ################ “Fuck..

((thanks to you all for your nice comments. ive been on a break for a while and im here to finish this and other stories ive been working on. thanks again and enjoy. this is a long story.

Teen Burglar Part 1 By JIMMY 07/05/12 Mark awoke to the sound of breaking glass. The 5 foot 10 Italian stud arose immediately. He didn’t have to think, listen, or take the time to wake fully. His house had burglar bars on all the windows and doors with one exception

Chapter 2: The Calm Before the Storm After that first sparring match on the third day, I made a point of talking with Emmy at least once a day. Sometimes it was for only a minute, sometimes it was for a half an hour

White whore on the slave plantation part 2 James returned to the house as dusk fell, “Where is Jessica, I thought she was with you?” Maria asked. “She went skinny dipping with the slaves, so I had her collared and branded,” James informed her

Caught with my hand in her panties. I was only just turned 14 and like all boys at that age, hornier than a two peckered billy goat at the county fair. I was tall for my age, spending a lot of time riding my bicycles or my skateboard all over town

Day 3: I woke up by the alarm the chaperones set for 7:45. It was an hour extra sleep than on normal school days so I was fine with it. I woke up and went to our mini fridge, got a waffle, made it in the micro wave, and ate it

Hi, My name is Chris. Let me tell you a story about a teenage boy named Daniel and how he changed my life. I suppose i should take you back to where and when me and Danny first met. At the time i was 15 years old. It was summer break at the pool

“Late again, great.” This was all that shot through Brad’s head as he walked down the hallway to his first, no wait, 2nd class of the day now! He was lucky to have missed that stupid lecture from his miserable English teacher

Second story of 7 days. day to starts off with a wonderful wake up, followed by a steamy shower, romantic walks on the beach, dinner, and all that sappy stuff..

It had taken me hours to fall asleep after what I had seen that night. My mind was reeling, a swirling storm of emotions

In the summer of 1983 I just turned 14 years old. And like most boys at that age I was perpetually horny, In fact the only things I could think about were Julie Weisman, fucking Julie Weisman and convincing my parents to buy me an Apple Macintosh. None of which was likely to happen

[Thanks for reading! Enjoy.] That was the halfway point. The most incredible device in the world only had five marks remaining. I knew from this point forward I would have to make sure that I did the most regrettable moments

Stacy giggled cutely as she was led through the house, the girl's tiptoeing up the stairs, “S-shh!” Willow whispered, giggling softly herself, squeezing her friend's hand as they inched towards her room

Chapter 5: Another Hot Christmas It was about a quarter past eleven when Bianca and Daniela finished watching their third episode of The Legend of Dalze. Daniela's parents had gone home a few hours earlier

Part 1: Feeding the Dog Becky kicked off her sneakers, ignoring them as they thudded into the wall. She closed the door behind her as she sat down on the edge of the bed, glancing into the full-length mirror

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