Young - Page 127

When I was a kid I would sneak peeks at my daddy from the time I was 4 till I reached my early teen years. I always wondering about our differences and why I wasn't built the same way

Mike finished loading the last of the camping gear into his Pathfinder and closed the back. He and Linda had planned this weekend getaway for several weeks. As Mike drove over to Linda's house he thought of the seriously “hot” fun they were going to have together

Poster's notes This is a series originally posted on Nifty by a friend of mine. On his behalf (because for some reason, he couldn't get an account here), I'm posting it here. He reckons people who read here might like it too

She was sprawled naked on her bed, savoring the after-glow of her father's 'good morning' fuck. He had just left her, disappearing into his lab, telling her that he had to get his birthday surprise ready for her

One day when I was young, I got kidnapped. I was playing with a ball with my dog, Rusty, in a park that was surrounded by woods. When Rusty couldn't find one of my throws that went wild, I went into the woods to retrieve it

Now that soccer season was over and club didn't start for 2 months after the season ended, my afternoons were left to extreme boredom. It was pretty simple

THE THING:::: CHAPTER 3 Carletta had gone to the authorities indeed and told them of her brother and crew missing from the meteor strike and that she feared them dead having gone to try and find them and saw the truck and it’s shape and led them back to near the crater where it had collided

"Good morning Mr R" Cynthia's meek voice replied. "Were you in the living room?" He asked. "Oh no sir, I'm on my way to the bathroom." "Ah, of course you are," he said then lowered his voice. "Better fix your shirt, it's inside out

The Way It Is Now I’m still groggy, but the things the mouth are doing to my cock are nothing to complain about. I look down at the head in my lap. The shiny blond (I think she’s blond at least) ringlets of curls tickling my abdomen as her head moves up and down

Laura was crying at the bus stop. Her long red hairs were falling over her shoulder and her big green eyes were full of tears

ATTENTION: This is a story out of imagination only. It is intended only for those places in the imagination where we think things that we would never do and would not work out so Okay in real life. It is a fiction and intended for entertainment of the private mind only

My name is Eric, I’m 13 years old, 5’ 7’’, I’m slim but am quite fit. I dye my hair blue a few times a year and I’m relatively popular. My eyes are greenish gold and I’m in the closet. I have a big crush on a guy in the grade above me his name is is Percy and he is sexy as hell

5pm. Finally. It had been along day, between the problems with the servers, constant phone calls from users having all sorts of problems, and the icing on the cake, the Boss

** WARNING ** You are about to read a story that will contain graphic sexual activity between boys and a woman and man. You need to be over 18 years old to continue reading this story. A fictional story

Brandi and Her Step-Dad: Freaky Friday It hadn't taken very long. Just three months after her new stepfather had moved in, and Brandi was having an illicit affair with him, and all right under her pretentious mother's nose