I’m a 21-year-old software engineer from the UK. I’m addicted to watching some reality shows ( I cannot think of anything else I could possibly get off to ), and owning all my favorite videogames. I live in a small apartment with just my little sister. Our parents have given us all the material possessions
On Friday, Valentine’s Day, I went out with Tommy. I felt bad about Daddy, home alone. The last woman he’d slept with that I know of (besides me), was Mrs. Trefethen, who was married anyway. He said it didn’t matter, that Valentine’s didn’t mean anything to him, but I think he was just encouraging me
It was raining out side. The wind was blowing and the rain was crashing down above me. I ran to the phone and called a friend, asking him if he would come over and keep me company until the storm was over. When I heard his knock i ran to open the door, Standing before
As I was hanging out my washing, Mary, my elderly neighbour called me over. “Victoria, I don’t really know how to tell you this, but my son is coming to stay with us, on Wednesday.” she muttered. “That’ll be nice for you. I didn’t know that you had a son,” I replied, somewhat in shock.
I have known Rick since we were seven years old. We are completely different people but we have stayed best friends. Rick is smart and ambitious. He is handsome and good with the ladies. I have always envied his charm. He seems to attract women without even trying. I am more of a quiet person.
When you are eighteen years old and have a cock between your legs, you basically want to fuck everything that moves. Being young, dumb, and full of cum has a way of making you throw the normal thought process to the wind. But still, when you’re that young and have massive wet dreams every other
It was just after eight when I met my sister for drinks, though by the time I had sat down at her table she had already made her way through three cocktails whilst waiting for me. ”You’re always late, sis. Don’t know why I ever bother stating a time.” she told me. ”I’ve never been
Alex Morgan was excited to be back in his home town. He was twenty-one and on summer break from the college he attended. But the reason he was excited wasn’t because he would see his old friends or the town where he had grown up. Over the past few weeks, Alex had met a woman
I was woken up by the rumbling of a big semi-truck, it was 6:15 am. I took a peek out my bedroom window and saw my new neighbors, Mr. G and Mrs. G were hugging and kissing in front of Mr. G’s big red semi-truck. Mrs. G was wearing a really short pink silk robe,
Sacramento California , was a beautiful place to visit.. And right now heading home in my dust bucket of a Volvo I sat back enjoying the rest of the view..The skyline was in front of me..And a lovely sunset was slipping down behind the horizon behind me with me leaning back with my gospel music
The phone rang….. “Hello?” “Hey…Nicole?” “Yep, Hi John.” “Haha I thought it was you, how you been? “Good, and you?” “Great, is your mother there?” “No, she went to the doctors, she should be back soon though.” “Oh, okay, well tel her I’ll give her a call, do you need anything?” “Haha no, she’d kill
I was standing at my car, trying to open the door but I couldn’t find my keys. I thought I had lost them, but then I remembered setting them down on the sink when I went to the bathroom. Turning back towards the bar, I realized that I have had too much to drink. As
She sat across from me in our little cabin staring out the window, watching the countryside fly by. How could she look so peaceful and not be worried about anything? I absolutely hated to take the train. It didn’t help that there was a crash last week. We were going to be on the train
He went into her room even though she was sleeping. His wife was sleeping too, the mother to this eighteen year old beauty who didn’t know he was there. He pulled the covers down without waking her up, and saw that she was sleeping in an over-sized T-shirt that was pulled up enough for him
Master Karl inserted a funnel gag into its mouth, strapping it around the head. He bound the arms behind the back in leather cuffs shackled together with an S clip, separated and secured the legs with a spreader bar attached above the knees, locked the neck in a thick steel collar and then connected that