Masturbation - Page 276

They had just come back from one of Elijah’s dad’s business dinners, and everyone wanted to sleep. Except Ryley and Elijah. The house that was closet to the Reinhardt Building was Elijah’s mom’s house, so that’s where they stayed

It was a hot midsummers day and it was getting late. All but my co-worker and me had already gone home. I saw her sucking her index-finger, deeply concentrating on the problem she was working on. I got up and walked around the desks until I stood directly behind her

This is a continuation of my previous story. As with my other stories, I recommend you read my prior stories to fully appreciate what is going on in my life at this point. Enjoy

It was a Friday night in London, and for hours, the joyous sound of drunk karaoke had been bursting from the walls of The Red Lion, the pub owned by Lucy's mother and father. The karaoke had now finished though, and Lucy and Kaley were upstairs, lying on Lucy's bed

Mrs Theresa was a teacher in an English secondary school in Brooklyn, N.Y

One day, under a large oak tree, little Bo Peep had lost her sheep! For hours upon hours she searched, but decided to wait under the tree incase they came back to where she first lost them

On a weekend in October, my parents decided to go away for their anniversary and left me (16) and my brother (20) home by ourselves. He was pretty busy with college stuff, he decided to take a nap. I had nothing to do, so I decided to check out www.menchats

Author’s note: I would like to apologize in advance to my readers. In the retelling of this story it sort of took on a life of its own. Normally my tales are fairly brief and concise, this one however seemed only to grow as I put pen to paper

If you aren't into guy on guy stories than this isn't for you. It began at the end of our last exams. It was a common tradition for everyone to get a little crazy on the last night to celebrate the summer

blue tank-top that clung slightly to her erect nipples, seeing her round perky breast through the cloth, a you looked down you saw a light jean mini skirt that was cut off right as it finished rounding her ass but as you look down her long muscular legs you see her on a pair of white strap on heels

So let me know what you all think. It was a Friday night and I had nothing to do. My nickname is Sparky and I was sixteen at the time this happened. Rebecca my older sister was eighteen and had a friend over and she was also eighteen and they were in her room

When they leave, I change into a bird, then take off. “Whew, that was something.” I think. “I can’t wait to try some other animals.” I fly down to the zoo, and only then do I realize a flaw to my plan

Bena was really excited for the weekend with the winner of the orgasm challenge in the cinema. She had that feeling, that this experienced guy could bring her to dozens of orgasms in no time

After a wide range of experiences as a gigolo, I developed a preference for a certain type of client: elegant, sophisticated women aged around forty five years old, with bodies anywhere between size ten to fourteen and not overweight. They were often a long way from home on business

This all happened when I was just 14. I was playing videos games at my male friends house for a number of hours now and it was getting late so I decided it was time to head home

It all started the day I flashed my sister. See, we live out in the Bible Belt, a little place called Vernonberg. Everything you’re imagining, that’s it. I live in a town of about 200 people, and all of ‘em cram into the same Church every Sunday

First Report We were making history on this trip. Our research team, consisting of myself and five other well qualified scientists were being shuttled to the island of Gravitta, located not far off the coast of our sister country

Ok, let's do some background. My name is Tony, i'm mexican, about 5'9" average build, just your typical Mexican, and right off the bat I'll tell you. I. Love. White women

Authors Note: The story you are about to read is fantasy fiction. The events never happened and are only a product of my sometimes vivid imagination. Part I: Hospital Morgue Picture this! You've just come on duty as the night shift morgue attendant

“Ahhhhhhh!” Shouts a young Mrs. Housened. “It’s just a spider, sweetie.” Mr. Housened grabs a paper towel from the kitchen and stands up on the end table to get the creepy crawly. Mr. and Mrs. Housened are high school sweethearts, married right out of high school