Hardcore - Page 148



It has been a few months since my girlfriend's father had passed away. I had stepped up in helping around the house, taking care of the outside work, and fixing things that need to be fixed around the house
When this first happened I felt bad and was sure the day would come that we would all get popped by the cops. Latter on I met the girl involved at school and she turned out to be a total bitch. I also found out she was a pill head



She stood there in the pouring rain outside her school no shelter around and no one else around either. She held her book over her head to try to protect her dark black hair from becoming soaked with water



Under the Duvet Me and Jane were very close friends, we had a great connection and we were comfortable talking about anything together, she is one of my closest friends



Lives of Louise
I know I know, I didn't put Chapter 6 on the last one I posted, sorry about that. I heard the rumbling of bikes outside the hotel and ran to get Anna. "Yea I understand mom." I heard her disappointed voice speaking into the hotel phone. "Yea Ok Love you, bye
"Kiss me again you fool!" So saying she pulled his head to hers and devoured his lips, drawing him deeper into her spell. He was helpless, caught by her surprisingly strong arms, and though his mind screamed that this was wrong, that he couldn't, his body wanted her



Milk of Desire, Book II By EFon Chapter 1 : Getting back on track I'll be honest; I was weak and forgetful



Please stick along for this story for it will take some to spin this tale of how things came to be



My boyhood sexual experience with Man- bodied teen; Man/boy love When I was about four years old, several older teenage kids, ranging from 13 to 14, lived around my neighborhood. One of the boys, Tony, lived next door with his grandmother



Jesse’s new persona had taken full control of “her” life. Her lustrous encounter with Jake had changed her life forever and she loved the new experiences that came with her new lifestyle. She had grown her long, dirty blonde hair out and started dressing as a fulltime woman



The first time I was with an older woman was a few years ago. I was 22 and she was in her mid forties. We were at a Pride after party of friend of an ex was hosting and got to talking. She had only just come out in the last year, and had an exhusband and a son in high school



NOTE TO MY READERS: I do not intend for anyone to be offended by some of the language and things used in this story. A lot of my characters are actually based off of real-life people, both in appearance and personality, and I just wanted to bring them into a fictional world
My patron, Mrs. Brenda Rogers, and I were lying on her bed, naked. My limp cock was lolling across my thigh. I had just used it to fuck Brenda’s brains out and her cunt was oozing cum juices



Late Nine By Systematic I felt a little weird around Kylie after what I’d seen, but I couldn’t avoid her. I could tell she was avoiding Miranda, and had been ever since their encounter in the locker room