Female and Girl - Page 63

Last one to know, Chapter three A noise woke me and it took a second to realize it was the phone ringing. By the time I was awake enough to try to answer it Mom come into the bedroom and picked it up and said hello

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

Over the next few weeks, all of the girls’ holes were stuffed, prodded, and well-fucked by Miley and some specialists that she brought had brought in for some expert training

Case Study 301: A Swedish Beauty Pageant Chapter 19 Meanwhile back in New Mexico at Camelot: Miles and Kristen are in the midst of yet another therapy session. Miles has hypnotized Kristen and used a technique known as regression

A Teenage Escort. Part 1. The Training My family was fairly poor, no, really poor. As a child through high school I was teased about my clothes, shoes, everything other kids had that were nicer. By the time I got to 10th grade at 16 years old I was sick of it

Hmkaylet's see Once upon a time there was a cute goth girl who believed in vampyres. A lot of her friends believed in vampyres, or at least liked to dress up like vampyres, but this girl BELIEVED in them. The way little kids BELIEVE in Santa

WARNING: EVERY WORD ISTRUE IF YOUR LIGHTHEARTED OR CANNOT STAND SEEING /READING ABOUT CHILDREN BEING RAPED THEN STOP READING NOW! DONT READ ANOTHER SENTENCE PARAGRAPH ECT. JUST STOP FOR THE OTHERS I APOLIGIZE FOR THE GRAMMAR, SPELLING ECT

Paradise Valley 2, Homecoming Tall Elk rode warily, with one eye on the sunset, the other on the canyon ahead. They were minutes from home now

AUTHOR'S NOTE: READ THE FIRST INSTALLMENT. TWITTER: @JamesDetorini This work is purely fictional. Any similarities to real events or people may or may not be coincidental. Also, the characters are thirteen. If this somehow offends you, then this story is obviously not for you

"Take mePlease." I whisper to the blonde haired goddess. She growls in lust and crashes her lips to mine. I whimper into her mouth as her tongue snakes in mine. My back arches off the wall at an attempt to press my body to hers. I missed her body on mine. It's been too long

--It all started when I was 12. I remember it like it just happened, how could I ever forget? My parents were going out of town for a few days, moving trucks. My older brother was staying with my aunt, and I insisted I was old enough to take care of myself

Nervously, Hermione walked across the corridor, paused, spun around and walked back again. Having done this a third time, she topped and stared at the wall. Gradually, the aptly named Room of Requirement revealed itself. Quickly Hermione opened the door and entered the room

MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY PART – 39 MORNING TO AFTERNOON It was one of the summer mornings. I was preparing breakfast for my husband and he was taking his bath

1– New Friend I walked up to the front door. Hesitantly, I pressed the doorbell, and almost instantly I heard the sound of the girls running downstairs to get the door. I was nervous, but at the same time excited to make some new friends ••• I’m Chloe

During the summer of my freshman year at college, I was extremely sexually active with a former high school classmate named Rachel. She was an incredibly pretty girl, tall and skinny, beautiful short black hair worn in a ponytail, and an incredible personality

A Ghostly Haunting Chapter Five by Simon Fear Ashley was laying on the hospital bed her legs spread and up in stir-ups. The small hospital gown she was wearing was pushed up to right below her tits her whole bottom half exposed to the doctor and nurse who was in front of her

Cameron Chameleon Chapter Two: Do Blondes Really Have More Fun? I managed to make it home from the school, stopping to change form in an ally behind a nearby petrol station

It had been another long and boring day and it was now third period, history. Sensei was in the middle of another boring lecture about the early 1500's. I always paid attention in class and completed my studies but today's lecture was just really boring

“Bye, Mom,” I yelled as I ran out our back door. I knew that Christy would be waiting for me, and I was in a hurry… she had promised the night before that she would meet me in the woods, at our secret spot, and continue what we had talked about then

She was just starting to lick her way around a double scoop chocolate cone, there was a red jelly-bean on top and I watched awestruck as she flicked her pink narrow tongue under the bean and draw it through her soft lips