Girls and Female - Page 15

My name is Laura. I say this because I have no recollection of what my real name is. When I was 5 years old, I was sold to a man who I was told was my uncle. I wasn’t until I was 10 that I understood why I was sent away
These days I see online a great deal of discussion among feminists about pornography; some of them say it’s degrading and exploitative, others claim it’s liberating
SEPTEMBER JUNIOR YEAR DAY 1 Silence all around, the eking smell of alcohol all around definitely not a bar or a pub but a laboratory, in my hands were a loop full of dangerous bacteria, a certain species that could kill you in a horrible way
I had been dating Barb for about 2 years. She was very slender and had small firm breasts, which was fine with me. I am more turned on by them than by big tits. Barb and I spent a lot of time at my apartment, but did not move in, because of her daughter Lilly
Alex threw open the door to their shitty little apartment, marched into their shitty little bathroom, and took a shower: absolutely determined to wash away all the shitty little reminders of the walmart night shift. Dawn didn’t notice. Or she pretended not to notice
12:43am Blitz house, Somewhere in Enddinhton I just Got there and it was only Me Blitz and Fox. We were going to Set some stuff up and then Smoke some pot till the Others came
Me, My Girlfriend and Her Best Friend: Part Four – Day Three MARCH 2007 The sun had been up for almost two hours before I woke up on the floor of the living room. The cobwebs in my head cleared as I registered where I was
Samone was a young black girl of 22. Her mother had died while she was in high school. She now lived with her sister, Trish, and her father. It was a very hard time for all three. Not long after her mother’s death, her father began drinking. A lot
Once again, many thanks for the comments and constructive criticism, and I'll try to take it all on board. There will be a further part (maybe two) to this whole story, which I will endeavour to complete early next week
Amanda Likes Japanese Girls, Part 3 by Vincent Amanda opened her eyes and looked at her sleeping friend. It was late, but it was Saturday, so there was no problem having a lazy morning
Ding! I hear the bell sound. "Time for class" I groan. "Ugh, and the worst period of the day. Math. Although, Ms. Carrie is pretty nice to look at, if you know what I mean
Part 1 – Sunday Introductions It was a sunny Sunday morning and I opened the bedroom curtains to the sounds of children playing out back somewhere
t was the student teacher for the class that Cindy had just left “uh?? Cindy?? What is going on here?” Cindy quietly stood and explained “well James told me to meet him here” “What?!? She’s lying she told me to come here!” Cindy looked at James with a soft face and shook her head “It’s okay James Mr
Authors Note: This is a long story, containing 10 chapters, a prologue and epilogue. All chapters have been submitted and should be posted within a few days of each other. The idea for this story came from a story idea forum
Please read Pool Girls Part 1, as this chapter picks up where the first left off. Tess got out of the cab and made her way up to her apartment
When I (Alice!) was twelve, I was in the sixth grade and had a friend named Annie I had known since I was first grade. She lived in the next block and we spent more time together than we did with anyone else
This is a repost to get all the chapters under the same userid. This is a fantasy only. First a little background. I love young barefoot girls. They just turn me on so much! I like the ages from about 9 to 14
April's Friendly Family, Part 2 Mary Lou and I became very familiar with each other's bodies that summer, but we always made sure we were alone and would not be detected by her mother or her sisters
I went to the beach on Friday knowing a little sun and skin would feel good. It was nice, some beautiful woman, a little conversation, and a nude swim. Nude is not allowed, but I have a nice spot and simply waiting for the few to pass I leave my suit with my stuff on the shore
Kelly the Schoolgirl Day 1, Friday I got home around 3:30 and threw my book bag on the table. I was kind of rushing, because I had to go pee, badly. I walked-ran into the bathroom and pulled the skirt of my uniform up and my underwear down
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