Consensual Sex - Page 391

There was no possible reasonable explanation as to why my 14-year old cousin was laying naked on my bed. Trust me, within a matter of a minute my mind had tried to figure out numerous ways to which I could explain the situation, but alas, none were worth the exertion

Jackie: the day after Guy met with Henry Mulligan And here I am with Daddy Smitty, my son, Grandpa and about a dozen of the nastiest pieces of work to ever crawl out of the underbelly of the Union at my ex’s house. Why, because Guy has a plan

Note: This is a work of fantasy. Any resemblance to a real person is pure coincidence. Also, please note that this is my first story. Please don’t be harsh on me because it's short. Personally, I like them when they're short and sweet

She gazed in the mirror at the school logo emblazoned across the front of the tee shirt: Tennessee Institute of Technology and Science. "She gazed in the mirror at the school logo emblazoned across the front of the tee shirt: Tennessee Institute of Technology and Science

Summary of parts 1-7: When 17 year old Elizabeth Turner gets almost "raped" by her so called boyfriend, Spencer, she finds herself in a tight position after Robert Matthews—otherwise known as Gary Smith by his colleagues—saves her from things going too far

It all began when I was able to go to a clothes optional bed and breakfast in Maine that my eyes were open to what was ahead for me. The Maine visit kind of took me by surprise, while on business trip I decided to stay at a B&B instead of a hotel

They stumbled down the shore line, coming at last to a secluded cove, safe from the prying eyes of the various beach gowers that stumbled up and down the coast on a sunny July weekend

.My sexy young slut wife stacy (PART 3) CAMERA CLUB If you have read my other 2 stories about stacy you will know she is a complete slut. Since sucking her first cock at the age of 17 until I write this story she has sucked off between 650 and 700 guys cocks

I hadn't seen Louise for a while over the summer. She had got some temp work in London and was staying with an old friend there. I was only bothered because I knew it was unlikely that the night we spent together would be difficult to repeat

The steady trickle of rain could be both seen and heard around us. The large picture windows of the apartment made it difficult for us to escape the gloomy, overcast skies around us. I sat on the couch watching television as you read Cosmo at the nearby table

Valedictorian turns Slut Lisa was a 23 year old college girl, on track to become the valedictorian. She organized the model united nations, she was head of the debate team, she regularly visited church and her parents were public figures and very very proud of her

It had taken me nearly three days of sleeping and eating fresh food to get the feel of the desert out of my system and off my skin. Now I was heading for the open moors of the Northern Counties

"I love this movie daddy!" "Stop calling me daddy." Karajan pauses the movie. I'm in trouble now. Karajan is upset. He stares at me, and I have to look down. "Okay. I'm sorry." "Baby--look. Look at me." I look into his deep dark face. All these issues you have

Helping Big Brother (part 1) This is a true story..and this is just the beginning. Let me know if you want to hear more of this adventure as this is my first attempt at erotic writing

It was a beautiful Saturday morning and mom was drunk again, or high, or both. It could be hard to tell with her sometimes. I was laying out by the pool when she came stumbling out to the deck. She had on oversize sunglasses but her unsteady walk gave away her true condition

For a brief, insane moment I feared they could hear the pounding in my chest. I jerked my head back around the corner and leaned against the wall in the hallway, struggling to catch my breath, trying in vain to force my heartbeat to slow. I only watched for a second or two. Or ten

Chapter 4: Mr. Ettington and His Wife, Cornelia Trees. Mountains in the distance. I always admired nature's beauty, its calming indifference. It began to rain, just a slight drizzle. I flipped on the wipers

Greetings, readers! This short story is one I’ve put together for a contest of winter holiday stories. I’m submitting it on another website within a week or two, so any and all feedback is welcome. I definitely want to submit a quality product for the contest

I looked down at Amber as she held our daughter. The gambit of emotions as I gazed upon her, holding Anna, our fragile little daughter in her arms, was almost too much

Weeks passed, and pristine white snow blanketed the land