Boys and Teen Female - Page 31
I'm a college student (21) enior and have a sister that's three years younger (18). Growing up we were like most siblings: best friends and worst enemies. We played and shared secrets in the good times, and ratted on each other in the bad. I picked on her and she agitated me



This is how for me it all started, the public wanking that is. I'm not asking for for forgiveness or understanding, I'm just telling you how it is. That girls are sex objects and that part of the thrill. Does that make me a pervert? Yes, so get over it



The next morning at precisely 08:00 I softly open the door and see the Mistress lying naked on the bed where I and my wife used to sleep. I see the nipples of her firm breasts go up and down by her breathing and lick my lips



I reached walmart tonight to run errands. Basically, I needed some food, toilet paper, and some car stuff for my older brother. The weather was horrible. Thunder was clapping into the sky. Inside Walmart, the lightning seemed as if it was shooting the store up



This is my second story on here so any comments, good or bad, are appreciated. I woke up to the alarm buzzing hysterically. I noticed Lacy had already left and tried to recall last night’s encounter before getting out of bed
I had been dating Suzie for about a month – we are both 16. We live in the same district but our homes are not close. We have never been good friends, we have been acquaintances and I know a few of her school friends. She was reluctant to date with me at first and I had no idea why
Ashley stared wistfully at her Art teacher. Today’s lesson was Portraits Of People You Love. As usual, they had to think of creative ways to turn the simple theme into a abstract and complicated art piece
Please Rate and comment Prior: The School Girl Pinata Prior: The School Girl Pinata – STOP THIS CRAZINESS Sweat was pouring from Jenna’s face. Miguel took the fearsome cane and ran it up and down her body. He laughed and dropped the stick and grabbed a beer



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



Chapter 9 (Six weeks later) Mary Batson sat in her bed nervously anticipating the doorbell as she wondered who was going to show up to give her ‘the lecture’



Just like most Friday nights, I sat home alone while my father was out playing poker and my mother was working the night shifts at the hospital. My older brother was around but him and I rarely hung out together



When I was 18 me and a big group of friends went on a trip to Italy. Before we arrived we had been told that we would have three person rooms, once we arrived at the hotel they however told us that it was going to be only two of us per room



I used to go on work trips with my dad during the summer because he would go to a bunch of fun places. One of the best times I had was in Hawaii. I spent hours alone on the beach drinking all the virgin pina coladas I could get my hands on and was working on one hell of a tan



" I love you, but can you please take the blindfold off now?" Jacinta asked her long time crush Jeremy. Jacinta was excited. She was finally 16. Old enough so she was legally able to date Jeremy



There he was, alone at a party. Romeo Montague was visiting a party and the Capulet's house, the house of his families enemy. Romeo stood there awkwardly sipping wine and not talking to anyone. He felt like he was unwanted