Masturbation - Page 153
MENTORING BRANDON By Bob Chapter 18: A Thanksgiving to Remember Part 4 Brandon came over and put his arms around me. He held me close and kissed my ear and then my neck. "I love you Bob," is all he said and we fell to the bed in each other's arms



I awoke on a normal day in June, not realizing everything that would start this summer. I had been living at home for a year with my parents now, an only child, not sure what I wanted to do with my life
Sam and Lisa As the weeks gone by, Lisa and Sam’s friends started to notice they were getting closer. Lisa and Sam started to walk around the university holding hands, they would always go out together and would rarely be seen apart



This story is a work of fiction. Like most of my stories, the basic scenario is one suggested by a friend of mine



I’ve known Jan, my wife, since we were in the 7th grade. You might say we sort of matured together. At the time she was a small girl, quiet, a bit shy and some might say bookish, a good student. Not one of the more socially popular girls that the boys were swarming around
[b]37 MAN WITH PLAN After the busy day, Jeff goes to bed early. The erotic moments with Maria play over in his mind, more vividly than on a movie screen. Big Jeff throbs with excitement. As soon as Jeff starts stroking, “Oh! Ohhh! Eeh! Ahhhh! Ohhhhh! Oooo! Ahhh! Ahhh. Wow



There was no strategy. From the beginning the only plan had been to pound them until they thought they could take no more. Nobody was there to help, nobody wanted the job, and nobody was paying attention. And now it was starting to rain



It was a normal day for the Richardson’s. Eighteen-year-old Jason woke up and threw the covers off of his naked body. He was tall, fairly skinny, but his new interest in visiting the gym was starting to show results



-11th Grade- Chris, the Player “Hurry up! Or you’ll be late for school!” I roused myself from my deep slumber and wiped the sleep from my eyes. The rising sun cast a warm beam of light onto my blanket, warming me, and tempting me to drift back to sleep
Intro: Joshua and Jacob have been best friends since 3rd grade



Tom was not an average boy; five foot seven inches, 14, and stunning. His beach-blond hair, skater-boy looks, and muscular facade all compliment his sky blue eyes in a way no other's did
Missing my Mom My Mom died when I was 13 and I was left with my stepdad. My stepdad was a fair man and treated me well. My Mom had had me when she was quite young, only 16. She worked as a stripper and would leave for work wearing very skimpy outfits



This is our first part of our first story, this is just a bit of a preview. Please rate us good and leave nice comments :)
Gaze into the eyes of a monster - Digimon lemon by MISTER BIG T Aye caramaba, porlo loco i maco?! No doubt my longest story ever. Prologue Biyomon gave a yawn and checked the clock on the wall again. The lights flickered in the nearly abandoned hospital



Hallo! I’ve been an avid reader of the stories on this site for some time, but this is my first attempt at writing an erotic story. My name is Cynthia and I’m a single lady in my early thirties