Male and Teen Female - Page 16

The names have all been changed, including mine, to protect the not so innocent. If you want to read more about my history and how this all got started, read the prologue and chapters 1 and 2. Chapter 3 “What the FUCK are you doing here?” Sandra screamed at me

He swiftly grabbed me up and threw me over his shoulder. “Jeremy put me down!” I screamed, beating my fists into his solid back. Although he called me fat quite frequently, he seemed to have no problem throwing my 135 pounds around with ease

Here I stood in the middle of a Christmas party at my plumber’s house. Well I thought he was my plumber when he came to my house and fucked me after he fixed the sink. He fucked me again the next day and I just let it happen. I didn’t really understand what was happening to me

My name is Jeff. I am a 40 year old father of three beautiful daughters. Before you ask, I have never and never intend on having sexual relations with either of my daughters

I think from the minute I was born I was in competition with my older sister. She beat me on this earth by four years and that in itself was frustrating for me. She of course was unhappy that I was getting more of mommy’s attention or so I was told anyway

Belinda A physical description is a good place to start. She is young, just 13, slim but has a very intense look. Long straight dirty blonde hair. And a lot of freckles on her cheeks and across her nose. Her intensity comes from her blue eyes

Janet, Sharon and Mark were sitting in the kitchen eating lunch. It was Saturday morning and Mark had slept with Janet in her room. As usual, Sharon took every opportunity to tease Mark

Fbailey story number 648 My Stepdaughter I had been dating Jenny for almost a month before I found out that she had a twelve-year-old daughter. Gail was cute, like her mother, and she was probably more sexy than her mother was

It’s Sin to Kill a Tomboy By Millie Dynamite He hated her, little overachieving, athletic, ripped teen girl who made his son look as he operated in slow-motion. She could pitch, catch play any position infield or outfield

IF YOU READ PARTS 1&2 FIRST YOU WILL UNDERSTAND THIS SECTION BETTER COMMENTS AND SUGGESTIONS ARE WELCOME! ************** It’s dark in the room when I awake. I sit up, realizing that my one wrist is still tied to the bed. “Can’t this nightmare be over?” I say to myself

rap·ture (r?p' ch?r). n. 1. a state of joyful ecstasy. 2. a mystical experience in which the spirit is carried away by overwhelming emotion and exalted to a knowledge of divine things. 3. the carrying of a person to another place or sphere of existence; esp

The most bizarre stream of occurrences have dogged my life ever since I was born in London after my mother's water broke in Wales. I never looked back

Bloated green you came, Gas and water I removed Asleep, you look now The next case occurred in 2004. I have long since taken over the job of chief embalmer at the company after Mr M retired sometime in the early 1990s

I couldn't think, breathe, all I could do at this moment was feel… My face burning hot with desire. His hand pawing at my breast. Feel the entire length of him inside me. He was an insatiable beast, and I loved it

Several days had passed since my parents had caught us experimenting with sex. They had taken us and explained and shown us the ways of sex in the world. We couldn’t go to school and tell anyone what had happened, so we just kind of relived it between myself, Judy and Chrissy