Masturbation - Page 172

I was reading the comics section of the newspaper when my stepdaughter, Sara Vorrez, walked into the kitchen. Sara was wearing her high school cheerleader uniform, and it was impossible for me to look away

The ratings were pretty good and your comments were nice so here is the second chapter as promised. Please Please Please rate even if you hate it, and if you give me a negitive rating please let me know why in the comment section so I can make it better

She moved into his arms and hugged him, and he held her close. "We only have a few hours," she whispered. "and we won't be together again for a while. I want to give you something to remember. A special treat." "Like I was going to forget?" he asked. She smiled

Authors Note: The part about the AC going out and the open door is true, the rest is pure fantasy from my perverted sex-starved brain. Warning: This story contains adult content including cuckqueaning, voyeurism, masturbation, and clothed female nude male

Jennifer stood there in the door, still with her hand rubbing furiously down inside her panties; she was awaiting Calista's answer. Calista could feel herself growing warmer

I started to go home after I picked up the place, no telling when Celina would be back, though knowing her the little that I did, it would be soon. I was about to leave when I saw the elder leaning against the door frame, "finally found out about Cloe huh?" he said a smirk on his face

A month has passed since the beginning of the sexual relationship between Danny and I. We decided to keep it a secret between ourselves. I was happy with Danny. In fact at that moment I had never been happier. But there was one thing missing. Danny and I never had anal sex

Brandon was having a hard time coping with his life. His parents had split up and he had been forced to move with his Dad to Georgia. He as originally from New York and could not believe he was being forced to move to the south

I saw an ad on the internet and decided to apply for the job. It sounded quite nice. This resort was seeking girls of pleasure with no inhibitions for 1 year on a tropical island

The Story of Ann Chapter 1: The Beginning Hello, my name is Ann and if you have read my recent story then you know I am pretty much a slut. I was not always like this for I once was just a plain Jane. I did enjoy sex but not like, I do now

He laid me on the bed and knelt over me, our tongues probing each other’s mouths but I’d had enough, I wanted his gorgeous 9 incher in my mouth, I knew how good it tasted

MOTHER KNOWS BEST 2 After my last story about my mother and me there has been a lot of interest in how things progressed from there. I have also been told by a few people that I should make the next account longer. Well if that's the way you want it..

At my house.. we have two major rules dont tell..and dont yell. it all begun one sumers saturday. I was done with my daily guitar practice and headed home I noticed some one following me. I quickend my pace and so did the person

I’m not a big one on incest stories. Sure, I get turned on by the stories of some of them

Not really erotic chapter but hopefully it will get interesting Michael Shae had just graduated from college and was excited to be starting his new job. He had landed it even before he graduated and it was finally his first day

“Giselle, you moved it!” “No, bitch, I did not fucking move the thing. It moved by itself!” “Well, what is it trying to say to us?” A peal of thunder barked outside, and a flash of blue-white light consumed the solitary dormer window stuck in a recess of the musty attic

I’ve been playing soccer since about the time I could walk. It’s early August now and I have been training since April for this year’s school varsity soccer team. Unfortunately there is going to be a new varsity coach since our last one left in a drunken rage

Day 2 Emily woke up with a wonderful feeling, she had slept nude and a small wet spot on her bed told her, how horny she was

When I was 8 years old my mother remarried a man, I was happy as we were kinda poor living in Detroit MI, my father had left us before I could really even remember him

When I was 17, my older sister Nancy was still living at our home in rural eastern Washington. She was very close pals with our cousin Kathy who was the same age as her - 19. They had been best pals since early childhood