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It was my sixteenth birthday party and I was wearing a swimsuit in public for the first time. It was a one piece and pretty tame, but up until recently I had been skinny as a rail, with no tits and a flat ass
what seemed like a harmless jerk off competition between the lads, a spontaneous lark to relieve (haha) the boredom on the journey home to Newcastle after this year’s 18 to 21 age group inter-counties athletics championship at Crystal Palace, London; it was June and pretty hot weather, for a change
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“Donnie what are these? I just counted 20 jock straps in your drawers,” Mrs. Patterson asks her son. “Oh, bein’ out for basketball, I go through them fast



Heres my last story I'll ever make. Hope you guys enjoy! Chapter Four I woke up the next morning, smiling as I felf Blake behind me. I pressed back against him. Feeling he had a hard-on. When doesn't he? I rolled over, and smiled, studying his features



18 year old Derek sat in the middle of a semi-full daytime classroom. He was tired of his bitch teacher assigning twenty pages of homework every night. She always acted like she was up on some high horse



The following Story is Fictional it was just supposed to be one meeting and done, at least that's what they told me last night. " FUCK ITS 9AM." I roll over almost falling out of my bed, frantically trying to locate my shoes, moving box after box, " They have to be here somewhere
There was a knock on the door. “Come in!” Glenn called out. The door opened, and my wife Amanda stepped into her boss’ office. She was wearing a tight-fitting white blouse above an equally form-fitting black miniskirt that crawled dangerously up her thighs



Inside the Bus Krista nervously boarded her friend's school bus outside her school. She was an 8th grader and the year was almost over, and she wanted so badly to hang with a group of friends that included Holly's brother Jeff
I'd never forgotten that moment with you, it's my last happy memory of us together. You and out in the night on the beach during that festival laughing and joking. Now I think and wish life was as simple and easy as that night, which is why I cherish it so



This is a story written by my friend and me, this is our first story so please give constructive feedback
Author note: I have changed this chapter as on reflection it was quite rushed and did not fit how I wanted the story to play out going forward. Following the back to back sessions with Sam and Angus, Tegan retired to her room to recuperate a little before dinner



Today is Saturday, May 13th, and it's Rachel's weekend away from school. Rachel is an 18 years old girl, with long black hair, and soft blue eyes
"Ok let's do this. Names Sarah Jones andddd I'm 18. senior yearrrr ^-^. I'm not even sure where to begin but I'll try my best lol. So umm about myself I got a tan from my summer break in Mexico and I curled my hair and dyed it light brown it was blonde originally



Note: The sex took a lot longer to get to then I planned. Things got a bit away from me. I had to rewrite this concept a few times to get it to work, but even with the slow start I'm pleased with the final product. Constructive criticism is always welcome