First Time - Page 257

Scar delicately dipped his hands into the waters of the quiet, slow-flowing stream, cupping and raising his them to his lips to draw in a cold and refreshing sip of water, splashing the rest across the soft features of his face to revitalise him after a long day scouting out the city before him

My cousin Michelle and I have always shown affection towards one another. We were very close, even from a young age

Jared always loved when his aunt came to visit, which was more and more frequently since her marriage was quickly heading down the drain

1. In the beginning My name is Sam Smith, an uninspiring name given to me by the orphanage where I grew up. At the age of sixty, though I could easily pass for ten years younger, I was a slender man, six feet in height

I have often teased my man by telling him I would love to watch another male blow him. I can sense he is bi-curious from some of our conversations as we look at nude males in art galleries and on XNXX. At least once a week I make a point of blowing him

Remembering back to last year’s Halloween party: The preparations for the Halloween party were carried out very carefully in the Johnson household

Febuary 1, 2000 Dear Diary, I haven't written in a long time. I have changed alot. I know, weird, right? I am now sixteen years of age and I have made some wonderful friends at my school; There is Beck, Cassy, Victoria, Lisa, and Monette. They are all really great friends

The Proposition: Obligations Are Being Met Jenny and I slept in late Sunday morning. It was after 10:00 AM when we finally crawled out of bed. “After our shower, what would you like for breakfast?” Jenny asked as she began to roll out of bed

If I was to tell you about me, you’d tell me I was insane. After some time, I thought the same thing, but then, she is there and shows me that, while I might be strange, I am not insane. Ya know, insanity is a funny thing

The following is a work of fiction. Both the names and the characters are fiction. There is no connection to anyone, living or deceased. This is intended to be an erotic work of literature, valuable to the reader as a story that one might enjoy reading, nothing more

The halls of Jesse’s high school echoed with the raucous laughter of students and the idle chatter of teachers. It was the first day back from winter break, and everyone was catching up with each other and pretending to care about what each other said

I’ve always enjoyed masturbating. It started when I was very young and now I’m in my early twenties. Back when I was still at secondary school I’d sit there in my classes and my mind would wander to filth

I was tempted to run my fingers along his legs, to press my lips against his. For the past couple of days we have been playing cat and mouse. I just don't get why he won't kiss me. Won't touch me the way I want him to

The Old-Man By Docker5000 Part 1 Introductory Joseph Montgomery was an old man. For most of his life he was very poor and many were the times that he found himself without any money in his pockets or even a place to live. But Joseph was a clever man

Moments in Time from My Life: Chapter One, the Ugly Duckling This is a story taken from moments in my life. My name is Betsy and I was inspired to write my life story after reading of the life of another. You know him as Sgt

This is a story about me and a girl named Rachael.We used to date but i later found out that she had been two timing me

Part 2: Amber and Her Niece After that incredible evening with Amber, I wanted to see her again and talk about what would come next. It was like it had been a dream

The first few years of our marriage was what I’d describe as: “wide open”. My wife would do and act anyway I desired, she would play the fantasy games, dress anyway I’d like, do about anything sexual I asked so life was good

Chapter 1 I don't hate my parents but there are times that I almost hate them. They are very strict, especially my father, and they stick to their very conservative religious beliefs totally

Educating Bobby And Debbie Chapter ONE My fourteen year old son Bobby has been seeing a fourteen year old girl named Debbie, for the last few months. One night I was getting a light bulb from the closet in the hall outside his bedroom door