Male and Teen Female - Page 162

It was an average summers day in England in the year of our lord 1799. The rain had stopped briefly and the sun had broken through the clouds to bathe the hills in its golden glow
Alyssa Burke had been a dream girl for me for years. Now in her mid to late thirties married and with a teenaged daughter I still found her to be a match to any celebrity. Alyssa was a petite woman about five foot two maybe eighty pounds trim but fit and healthy not overly muscled
I feel I should mention that this is my first attempt at writing a story so I would really appreciate any and all feedback you can give me
"Mom?" "Brian, what happen? You guys at home?" "Yeah, We are here.." "I'm gonna be late, Look after your sister, okay? Don't leave her alone". "I know I know, She is not a kid by the way.." As soon as we came home, I called my mother to tell about what happened
Humans are the most adaptable creatures on the planet. I remember reading this statement on National Geographic. The fact that, humans are present on all seven continents, when all other species are restricted to their specific geographic locations, proves it
PART TWO POV: Nikolai I hadn't been thinking when I bit into her neck. The consequences just didn't seem as important as my burning need to know what she tasted like, to have her blood inside me
“Adventures with my Daughter 2” Part Two: We get to know each other better. Saturday morning came early for us both. I admit to a little apprehension due to what had taken place the evening before, but Pammy was having none of that
I woke up. I looked at my alarm clock. 7 AM. Today was the day. Today was the day when I would execute my plan. Ever since that day, when Anna had walked into the bathroom and said it never happened, I knew I had to get back at her
I love phone sex. I cant even remember the age it started, but I do know, I was really young on the partyline talking to grown ass men. They had to know I wasn't 30 years old like I said I was. I probably sounded no older than the young teenager I really was
Missy Rides Missy and Nancy walked slowly and mostly silently, the long way, to their houses after school. It was the weekend and Missy was stalling; she didn’t want to go straight home. She was grounded, again
Prologue It started with a flash of pink light. I yelped, the cry echoing throughout the small room that had been my home for the past three years. It wasn’t much, but it was better than what most of the orphans got
Part 2 of 3. I gathered the drinks and returned to my office to find this beauty still standing there with a super sexy smile and her stunning firm body looking even hotter. I gave her the water and sat on the small sofa and she sat on my chair and we began to chat about the party
This is the second in a multi-part series about a young girl who discovers sex with an older male father-figure and the slut that dwells inside is born and of course the father-figure nurtures it along
Maggie sat upright in bed. Her body was soaked in sweat. Sure it was hot sleeping in their trailer’s tiny bedroom, in the heat of early June, but it was more than the heat. She lifted her old nightshirt and felt at her crotch. It was drenched in her juices
Note: The sex took a lot longer to get to then I planned. Things got a bit away from me. I had to rewrite this concept a few times to get it to work, but even with the slow start I'm pleased with the final product. Constructive criticism is always welcome
My name is Amie Henshore, I’m thirteen years old and I live with my mom, dad, twin sister Leah and older sister Jordin. I have bleach blonde hair, Leah dyed hers dark brown so people could tell the difference between us. We’re both 5’3 and weigh in at about 110 pounds
It was late, just after two in the morning, and the thudding music finally died down as Jet walked over to his parents' enormous sound system and turned the volume down to a dull thrumming
I had only a week left of summer camp. I had been going to this camp since I was eight. I loved that place in fact I still do
Chapter 14 The next morning I woke up naked and my mind immediately started replaying the events of last night. He had taken advantage of my young body before, but I felt even more violated having things done to me in my own house
Someone commented that my last was "Too fictional". Maybe that is why I labeled it as fiction. Mark was working in the back yard, building a picnic table and happened to look up to the living room window. He saw Sharon and another girl looking out. They seemed to be watching him
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