Teen Male and Teen Female - Page 217

Born to be Bad, Good in Bed Iraq, Present Day What's the saying, Born to be Bad. Well I was bad. Back home I was the meanest "motha fucka" in the neighbourhood, hell in the district

I figured the night could only get better. I sat down a little bit later than Shauna did, back at the table. She only sat there with a smile on her face. And as i kept staring at her, my cock started getting hard again. I took my eyes off of her and looked around the table

It had been two days since my little stepsister Lisa and I shared a passionate exchange, fueled by a year worth of teasing. I couldn’t get her naked image out of my mind, nor could I forget how her young pussy tasted

Ranchland - Chapter 9 Amy woke to an empty bed, and a hidden fear snaked through her dawning consciousness. She’d gotten used to waking every morning to the warmth of her uncle Ben’s body caressing and pleasuring her, sensuously introducing her to the new day

I woke up on Saturday morning quite groggy. I reached down and winced; my pussy was still sore and raw from the savage fucking that Jason had given me the night before. I got up from the sofa bed and staggered

Fbailey story number 328 A Punch In The Tit As a little kid I learned to punch my sister in her tits. As her tits started to develop I found out that they were very sensitive and that it hurt her even more. So of course I did it more often

There Can Be Only One Ch 29 Ross”s mother was driving fairly fast without breaking the speed limit to go and collect Cathy from the girl guides. She was running late because of the embarrassing mouth fucking Ross had her give him in front of the window and eyes of Mr”s Wells

Hi guys! This is my first story ever, so I would love to hear some constructive criticism of it! I wrote it very quickly and each part is quite short so in order to have the required characters, I will post two in one story

Hello! This is my most recent submission and is intended to be a stand alone story. Thank you to my many friends who have prompted me to write again. I get a rush out of the idea people are enjoying themselves when they read the stories I submit

Sleep Disorder I am a fourteen-year-old girl and I have had a sleeping disorder all of my life. I have been to doctors but nothing worked until just recently. I sleep so soundly that I cannot hear an alarm clock or even a fire alarm

I loved Saturdays. They were easily my favorite day of the week. There was something so great about them. Yeah, having no classes was nice. Yeah, the beer was great. Yeah, the football was pretty awesome. But my favorite thing about Saturdays was the cheerleaders

Class of 2012 was a huge milestone for me. My grammar school were the only friends I'd known since preschool and I was entering high school all by myself. Because we had been together for so long each girl had practically settled on one boy

Chapter 1- Emma idolizes her father, that she still calls Daddy. The 14-year-old beauty does not have any idea what her Daddy has planned this morning. Her brother is at basketball practice and Mom has gone Christmas shopping with her best friend so the two are all alone

I was a tomboy. I loved playing with cars,trucks and cowboy & indians. Me and my sister were the only girls on the street. My sister was a girlly girl. She didn't spend much time with me or the boys.The summer I turned 14 things changed. The guys wanted to spend more time with Dee

PART 1 CHAPTER 3 Cindy came back about ten minutes later, holding the blue and white stripped panties. She yelled at Claire that the next time she found her underwear left in the bathroom she would throw it in the pool

Fbailey story number 658 Mom’s Obsession With Panties I was fourteen years old when I discovered my mother’s obsession with panties. She not only bought a new pair for every day but she kept the old used ones too. Maybe that should be, only used once panties

This story continues on directly after my last story, Mutual Attraction Part 3

That night had ended with Vikki and I passed out in my basement, exhausted beyond belief. However, that hadn’t stopped her from leaving sometime in the night to sneak home

“Bye” Billi Jo lifted herself up, caressing the back of Derek’s head, as they made sweet little kisses. "Bye…” he replied. She could hear her roommate gagging in the background. She did not care

The house was quiet when I came in from the garage. As I set my lunch pail on the counter, I looked out the kitchen window. Ginny, my wife, was sitting on the chaise. She was rubbing sunscreen on her legs. She was wearing her string tie bikini