Fiction - Page 911

I was six the first time a man touched me. Back in those days society did not educate children about sex offenders, their “private parts” or the inappropriateness of being touched there by adults. I did not know it was wrong. I did not realize that I should tell

Since the first time I saw Bryan sitting in the corner intently studying his lap top screen my curiosity regarding him abounded

I woke up to the most wonderful feeling that morning. I looked down at the blankets and saw a lump. I felt my sister’s lips wrap around my cock under the blanket. She was bobbing her head up and down letting her tongue explore. I held in moans so I could let her have her fun

The High School Ensemble by aliveinpr My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Please read and enjoy this fictional writing. Tom Williams was elated as he drove home from Elmhurst High School

Fbailey story number 440 Just A Little Slutty I am a single father of a thirteen-year-old daughter and I know how hard it can be. So when another single father came into the neighborhood I went over to welcome him. When I knocked on his door he opened it and let me us in

“Amber, wake up.” I heard my mother's voice pulling me from my dreams

What else could go wrong I wondered to myself? I tried calming myself down by taking a smoke. It didn’t work to well because I freaked out when my next door neighbor Mrs. Anna patted me on the shoulder. “Don’t touch me!” I yelped with a loud tone

As Claire finished up her last aerobics exercise, she noticed a very muscular dark haired woman working out on the stationary bike in the strength and conditioning room

in her eyes very little did i know what was in store for me. over the past three months, i've been moving around from place to place. lying as i go. not knowing where i'd end up the next morning. no one knew of my secret because the lies were so convincing

After I told my wife how much pleasure I received from going to a massage parlor when I was on a recent overseas trip she said she wished she could work in a place like that for just one night

Sunday morning brought a pleasant surprise. The night before was so warm, Jim spread a blanket on the ground for him and Jeannie to sleep under the stars and enjoy the gentle breeze. The smell of morning coffee woke him and he realized he wasn't the "First to get up

This is my first venture into this type of writing. Any constructive criticism would be appreciated. The intro is a bit lengthy, but this is also the first episode so its important. Enjoy. Samantha. That bitch. That beautiful blue haired punk bitch

I know everyone has, at sometime, thought about fucking their daughter. Most people don’t act out the thought but keep it in their head as a fantasy to be used as and when they feel

Dean: I know I have a problem. I knew that I had a problem from the time that I first saw her, right after my wife Janet gave birth to her. I knew that I was going to love her more than any father had ever loved a daughter before. We named her Sarah, it means Princess

My Ma’am sent me an email this afternoon with some instructions to complete before I go see her this evening. She told me to clean myself out completely, shower, and that I was supposed to wear my ankle and wrist cuffs when I showed up at her house