Boys and Teen Female - Page 85
WE ARE A HUNDRED AND one days into a weird sort of totalitarian lockdown. A hundred and one days without going out, seeing friends, going to school (never thought I’d miss that) or going to the shops
I grew up in at the edge of a fairly small town. From my house, 2 blocks to the north was marshland, 2 blocks west was fields, mostly corn. In my neighborhood there was a group of 10 of us who would play together. We played various games depending on who’s turn it was to choose



Lou was sitting at his desk looking at his computer screen when he heard his phone buzzing. It was a message from his step sister Jean telling him to go downstairs to talk to his step mother
Hi! This is my story ever. It's the first part in a series of stories about Matt and his brother Liam. No sex yet, but it will come soon. ;) Hope you enjoy, don't forget to comment, and tell me how to improve



Sirens Story: Dear Diary Its BrandiHow do i explain the lonely feeling that eats at my gut every waking moment And even my dreams are consumed with heartbreaking visions of my Well no longer my Siren When it ended my world shattered. I lay awake at night thinking of her.



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



Finally 3:15! Sarah thought to herself just seconds before the final bell rang for the day. Getting through a day of school was usually Sarah’s highlight. She was a pretty enough girl but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get some of her classmates to leave her alone



My life wasn’t ideal for any 13 year old boy hitting puberty. I grew up in a house with no father (because he kicked the bucket when I was only two years old) a mother who seemed like she was always out of town, and three older sisters


My name is Kevin. Im now a Senior in high school with good grades and a part time job at a local resturant. This is the the story of how I fucked my ridiculously hot cousin. This is 100% true. A few years ago, when I was only 14, I was in my room playing videogames


so, this is my first story, so forgive me, i understand that what im about to tell you (this story and the rest) is a little much and sometimes i even have a hard time believing that it actually happened, but guaranty that they are all true



My first sexual encounter happened in the spring of 1982. I had just turned 14, and was with my family at a sportsman’s club that we were members of near Orlando, Florida. The club had horseback riding, tennis, skeet shooting, a gym, and dining facilities



She woke when she felt him bring the truck to a stop glad she wasn't still in her nightmare and after looking through the windshield saw they were once again in another rest stop. "I see you are awake Sleeping beauty



well lets see she was younger like 5 years younger then me, we always played around like wrestle and video games, well we started to text and what not and joking around and both her parents worked mornings and she would skip school sometimes and one day she asked me to come down because she’s bored
After school Lisa walked quickly down the old city sidewalks. Everything was so familiar even the cracks and missing pieces of sidewalk where she had ridden her bicycle so many times in many summers past



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