Male and Female Teens - Page 50

The last couple days had been pretty eventful so my plans for the day were to just enjoy some rest and relaxation. I cleaned and washed bedding from the “dungeon” though not actually a dungeon as I am not really into BDSM. My fetishes and tendencies tend to lean toward rape

Previous: The Girl Scout-1; The Girl Scout-2 Daddy; The Girl Scout -3 The Tool Man Please stop this . No NO NO. NO more Please. Why are you doing this. Stop and I will do what you want. You don’t have to force me. Let me show what I can do

Can We Survive II I had been thinking about and smelling the items the girls parents had sent for them. I dug a hole in the front yard. Then I called all the girls and the boys out side. “ I want all the deodorant, Cologne, perfume and all forms of makeup and scented soap

1. Prelouge It all seemed like yesterday. He, bouncing her on his knees, dressing her up in small girlish clothes and buying dolls for her pleasure and she, lovely as any five year-old

Mr Robert Alexander went through his lesson smoothly without a moment's thought. His lessons were like a memorised script with no alterations, one that he repeated seven times a day. His entire life seemed like deja vu

Part two.. Enter Shelly -- So, last time I had written, Michelle had made it clear to me that she wanted to continue our relationship in this manner

Opening the door I realized that this weekend could be terrible. My aunt and uncle, along with their two sons, had asked me to stay with them in Vermont for a weekend of skiing. By family contracts, I had to say yes

please ignor typos I'm on my phone! I had liked my friend tiana since we were 14, we always hung out and she was the only person who understood me. Soon, whenever I masturbated I would think of her. She has huge tits and a nice figure I always imagined fucking her

I had Brittany pushed back against the wall in the hallway between the bedrooms and the bathroom. My left hand holding her right breast, my other hand inside her panties, the middle finger dipping quickly in and out of her wet pussy

Nicole’s parents could no longer control her and gave her the option of moving to her aunt and uncle’s farm to get her away from the bad influences in her life or go to juvenile court

Blackmail Artist At age sixteen I am a blackmail artist. It all started when I was a stock boy at the local pharmacy. One day I overheard the pharmacist talking to one of his friends. He told his buddy to drop one of the pills in her drink and wait about fifteen minutes

This is the first part of a multi-part storyif the feedback is good I will post more. Though this is based on factual events it is strictly a work of fiction and the names have been changed to protect the innocent

Chapter 3: Saturday mid-day I walked into my bedroom. Kate had just left. I grabbed a comfortable pair of red plaid boxer shorts and a black t shirt, dressed myself and walked downstairs to our recroom. Now, I'm a very big movie buff

“Molly!” David shouted. “What are you doing here!?” “Dad, what’s going on?” Molly asked. “There was this man in white robes. He told me I was going to be judged. He told…I was dead.” “Amia, explain this, right now!” David demanded

Like most all mornings I was sitting at my kitchen table at 4am steadily working on a cup of coffee, in a futile attempt to wake up. Having a lot of work to get done today I needed all the caffeine I could take. I live on 60 acres just outside of a semi rural town