Male and Teen Female - Page 84
This is my fist story, all critiques welcomed but go easy on me. It all started that afternoon when I looked out of my kitchen window, the view from there was always good, especially the rolling fields that went past the garden fences



PART 1: Hank Stenson was a very wealthy businessman, so wealthy in fact that he didn’t even need to work anymore. He could oversee his company from home, occasionally holding video conference calls with his executives from his lounge in his mansion



I was anxiously waiting alone in the house, pacing around the living room, watching out the window for him to come. I was nervous and confused and had no idea what this was about. What could my old English teacher possibly want? He was inviting me to coffee, and I wanted to know why



We were only 3 people in the house. Mom, Dad and me. But when I turned 18, we had a new member. My cousin Ana. She was staying far away in the south with her parents. But now they decided to send her to us for future prospects, whatever that meant
I grew up in a small mountain town, to give you a clue my elementary school preschool -8th had only 58 kids in it. To say everyone knew each other is an understatement. I was an average boy, and everybody loved my for my kind heart and large since of humor


An Idol Fantasy I was watching Playboy channel last night, and I decided to tape one of their movies. It was called "Hung Jury", and starred Raquel Darien and Savannah. I think it was Savannah who was the one with the gorgeous, long blond hair
Fbailey story number 284 Room, Board, And Sex After my wife had left me, I was very angry. I sold my home and put the money in my bank account. Then I quit my job and left town to ‘find’ myself
My first story so please.don't be gentle ;) “Daddy, I'm home!” I hollered as I came banging through the front door after another boring day at school. Anyone who said that high school was the best time of your life was sadly mistaken. Freshman year was long and drawn out
I recently traveled to Ireland on business. I arrived at the hotel and got settled and went to the bar to have some fine Irish Beers. I sat there trying to understand folks in their thick accent but had little luck
My standard disclaimer, all stories take place on a different earth, where the orbit is 3 times ours, making ages 1/3 what they are on earth. And where the age of consent is thus 6. Jessica and Abigail arrived right on time. That was no surprise, they had been programmed to do so
I grew up in a big house. I had a lot of friends in school, and my grades were acceptable. I never questioned the yelling that happened late at night, when my parents thought I was asleep. I just thought everyone's parents were like that. I was very popular in school as I grew to be 13



I head down the hallway to detention. Ugh. This is SUCH a waste of time. I could be rehearsing lines or doing homework! I decide to dress fashionable one day and everybody panics! I wore my new corset/tank top, a short black skirt, and my black ankle boots
The mid morning sun poured through my eyelashes. The first breaths of my day wheezed through a throat thoroughly stretched by the previous evening. I tried to swallow the saliva pooling in my mouth, but weakness only permitted me to drool on Tabitha's head


Here is the revised ending to our story, we hope you like this one better. We have, again, tried to make this story as realistic as all the others. But there are some details that we have been unable to confirm, hope that this does not spoil the enjoyment



At the time this story takes place, I didn't know my father was a pedophile. I didn't know he'd sneaked into my cousin Colleen's bedroom when she was only 3, touching her all over while she pretended to sleep