Male and Teen Female - Page 36

This is a true story about love and sex— mostly sex— I experienced as a young adult. I had just graduated college and taken a job teaching junior high science. Now I was on my summer job, working as a lifeguard at a state park near...

Going South 3 Sue tells all It was a week later after dinner and Sue and I were in the living room watching television. She was sitting across from me and I could tell she was not interested in the show. She was slowly opening and closing he...

Maya was just fourteen when her parents divorced and knew that she was the major cause of the failure of the marriage. Since her birth, she had been spoiled by her father; and had often gone to him for whatever she wanted, knowing he would give it...

“ I asked him, " Do you know the difference between nude and naked? " He shook his head. " Nude is artistic. Naked is defenseless. " ― Larry Niven

It’ d been raining all day, and after hours of walking down the highway Peaches was soaked to the bone. She normally liked storms, but this one was pissing her off. Despite throwing her thumb up at every passing car, no one had stopped to pic...

Id be lying if I said I have never thought of my sister Audrey in a manner no younger brother should think of his big sis. But, then again, we haven’ t always acted the way we’ ve been told a brother and sister should act. When Aud...

She went upstairs, and undressed in the hall, leaving a trail of clothes. The final piece was the band-aid she was using to cover her arm tattoo. She then went to her room. Running to the bathroom she gave herself a quick enema. When she went back...

This story is entirely fiction and the characters used are in no way real persons. This story contains underage sex and is only intended for entertainment purposes. If you have a problem with under age sex then please do not read this story.

Don' t start here! Start at chapter 1! See the link in my profile to find all my stories and more chapters to this story DISCLAIMERS In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don' t agree w...

It was a sunny saturday afternoon, and I was at my neighbor’ s house, babysitting their son' s baby. I had just put baby Emmet to take a nap in the upstairs bedroom, where Mr. Jensen had assembled Cole’ s old crib. Now, sitting on th...

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Running out of the house she ignored her mom yelling at her from the doorway. She ran down to the barn slowing down only when she got through the door. The smell of horses and straw assaulted her nose as eagerly looked into the stall to see the ne...

Mi corazó n tiene roto de esas palabras que has hablado. Usando el cuello por el placer de asfixia. Fluctuante del cuello me desgarro abierto Estoy llorando de su llamado amoroso me crudo

Part 3 Before she passed, my wife Lisa and I had what most would describe as a pretty exciting, adventurous sex life. I thoroughly enjoyed tying her up and forcing her to do things she might not normally do. The thought of unexpectedly rammi...

He seemed more than happy with my performance, so we kept it up, but one thing lead to another and. .. well let me start from the VERY beginning. He was a junior in college, so he' s about two years older than me. He was linebacker on the...

“ Honey, you’ ll be good for Uncle Lou and Aunt Reese right? ” Mom asked half rhetorically. “ Yes, mom I’ ll be good. ” I said as she kissed my forehead then jumped into the car, dad only yelling bye and w...

“ It was a wonderful dinner, Betsy and I am sorry I have to run” Sara said as she gathered up her things and headed to the door. “ I have a meeting with Ben tomorrow early and there are some things that...

Perky little tits and thighs that can strangle a man don' t go as far as they used to and if I have to go back to waiting tables I think I will stab myself in the eye. National health care, who are we, Canada? How about working on creati...

​ ​ “ Ugh Jesus, Jesus! !! !! ” Katrina felt the tense of Mr. Johnson behind her. Well, really on top of her. Mr. Johnson loved the surfboard position, Katrina laying on her tummy on the bed, legs together, him on top, ju...

Kelsie stared at the clock, her heart racing. It was a quarter to six, and the studio was just a five-minute walk away. The sun had dipped low, casting a warm glow over the city streets, the shadows stretching like fingers reaching for the fading...