Older Male and Female - Page 86

I made mention in my first story about a recent meeting with the woman who took my virginity when I was just turning sixteen, it had been many years since we’d last met and Linda, my first, was now seventy six years old and it had been ten years or more since our paths had last crossed

It was 16:30 on Friday evening, Becky was walking alone through the park, she had just finished her after college dance classes, which she regularly attends, and was now heading home

Part 2: Rumours and Visions. "There is always someone for each of us they say and you'll be my someone forever and a day. I could search the whole world over until my life is through but I know I'll never find another you. It's a long, long journey so stay by my side

I just heard from Brooke that she read my stories and liked them so she sent me a letter that she wrote to a close girlfriend about how she first became Bi. I can't call this story 4 in the Brooke trilogy 'cause then it wouldn't be a trilogy

This is my first attempt at writing my story, I have decided to enter it in the CAW 10 also. Please give me constructive criticism and try not to be too harsh with me as it is my first story and a part of my life

The Club Chapter 3 – Dr.’s Office We headed out of town a little and pulled into the drive of a large well-to-do house. Mr. Savage explained that the Dr. had an office out of his home for weekend surgery visits. I was a little nervous. An efficient looking nurse answered the door

I did not have classes today so I went to the library to do some writing. I found an empty terminal and used it but the chair uncomfortable so I looked around and spotted an empty one in the back next to a coed

"What's it like?" Chrissy looked at me with her wide, sympathetic eyes and smiled warmly. "Well," she said, "It hurts, but only the first few times, then you get used to it. Sex is kind of like eating ice cream

Ever since my beautiful daughter Heather had hit puberty at 10, she has rapidly been changing into a woman. She is now a little taller then me at age 13, about 5'-4". Many people have mistaken her for being my girlfriend

Emilia Clarke sighs as she waits in a waiting room. Today she is meeting with Ryan Oakhill a Hollywood executive that has connections throughout Disney. She hopes that by talking with him she can get a Disney role of some kind

Chapter Two It had been three weeks since she had seen Greevly. Lolita replayed the restroom scene every night, wondering what happened. The music was consuming her brain, and sometimes she couldn't even hear the world around her

Anna slowly pulled her knickers up, wiggling back into them and feeling the combination of her pussy juice and this stranger’s spunk soak into the silky material. Her sore little slit felt soothed by this creamy mix

I rolled over and stretched, waking up with sun light streaming through my window. Reaching for my pack of cigarettes on the night stand I realized I was wet between my legs and had the persistent tingling that comes after a sex dream

Full Circle – Chapter Seven “Whatever it is you’re doing don’t fucking stop you’re driving me wild” she moaned loudly as her breath came is gasps. I couldn’t believe that she had slept through all that. Well she was awake now and I was just getting started

Characters based on brit TV teen soap ******************************************************************************************************************* The man known as Santiago gave the nod indicating his hands were now free

Chapter 13: Ellen Duffy’s Demise Less than 50 miles away from where Hannah was suffering, inside a tavern also owned by the Outlaws, another whore was having a miserable night of her own

I am visiting your Mum and we are on the bed. She is on her hands and knees, I am behind her with my cock deep in her ass and one hand fingering her cunt She is moaning with each thrust of my dick

She was always such a pretty girl. Long, dark hair, dark eyes and even as a baby, she had such a beautiful, dark, olive complexion. She was also such a sweet, little girl despite the morbid, deprived secret she carried. On the outside, she was a shy, quiet, little thing

My sister Bev called me to ask a favor. She lived hundreds of miles away, so we rarely saw each other, and she was somewhat of a prude and did not approve of my lifestyle

The most bizarre stream of occurrences have dogged my life ever since I was born in London after my mother's water broke in Wales. I never looked back