First Time - Page 211



Once upon a time, there was a woman called Megan. Was? Well she's not so much a woman as a cock serving harlot now. and this story is about how man-kind made her realize her true calling. This Megan, as she was called back then, had two special qualities
I had thought that night, seeing Barbara after many years, was destiny. Our relationship was like a book partly read and never finished, and that night at the fights I felt was a fitting final chapter to this story left unfinished for so long


A SPECIAL BOND Long Weekend at the Lake ___________________________________ NOTE: AS I BRING THIS PART OF THE TRILOGY TO A CONCLUSION OVER THE NEXT FEW CHAPTERS I NEED YOUR INPUT
Fathers Only Child As I got out of the shower I looked at myself in the full length mirror. At the age of 30 I was nice and fit. I had nice and muscular arms and I was thin with some hair on my chest



ery busty blonde cyber wife, Robyn All my stories are not intended to offend in any way and please do leave comment, both positive and negative or contact me directly on School Dayz (Am I Bovvered?!) - Part 1 The house was quiet as she stood alone in front of the mirror in her bedroom



It was her weekend at her father's, and was, as always, a nice vacation from her boring life at her mothers. Being at her dad's made her feel warm and happy, like she was a little girl again
I woke up early the next morning, and Mom made me breakfast. She said that Dad didn’t make it to bed ‘til about four in the morning so he’ll most likely be sleeping off his hangover. After Mom went to work I read the paper and sat around in my boxers
Dumb disclaimers that are basically copy and pasted from the previous chapter. Of course, everyone in this story that engages in sexual activity is 18 yrs of age or older
I'd always thought I was a little different, always being very horny all the time and thinking of both sexes in my imagination. I got through high school with all its pleasures and sites by masturbating atleast once a day, and by the time i was in grade 10.. i was a pro
Being left at home for the first time while your parents go out is a big day for a ten-year old boy when you're used to babysitters, or being dragged out shopping all afternoon when all you wants is to stay home and play in the yard
Nude Weekend About five years ago just before our oldest daughter Audrey was about to go through puberty my wife asked me if I wanted to watch it happen



A CASH SHORTFALL I have a terrible gambling addiction. I have been through therapy several times, but once again I have lost everything. This time it is bad, really bad. Making things even worse, over time I have become an expert at hiding my financial situation
It was another hot summer day, and David Stark was tired, sweaty, and hungry. He had graduated high school in May and was working for a landscaping company until he went off to college in the fall



Part two of the story of Debbie and the twins. The first half here is mostly character and story line development, and it’s somewhat long. Please read “Babysitting the Twins Again” (which is part 1) for the background story. The setting here is three months later
8:00 AM, Monday morning, I walked into the athletic wing of school after my morning run. As I entered the locker room, I caught Cary’s eye. Cary blushed and stepped into the shower