Kelly was my best friend’s little sister. I met her my freshman year in college when she came in for a visit. She was a senior in highschool, but she looked 21, easily. She was up for a visit for her 18th birthday, my roommate Tim and I had decided that we would take her
I lie completely naked on a chaise lounge with my legs spread wide apart and raised in the air to give my 16- year old son a good view of my sexually aroused pussy glistening with moisture. At the same time, my daughter’s 15-year old boy friend stands over my head with his wonderful youthful
Tiffany was very bored on a Sunday afternoon and decided to drive to the mall for some last minute Xmas shopping. She entered through the fine department store which was unusual for her. As she walked through store she noticed the lingerie department and thought she would buy something new for his homecoming. As she
I guess this all starts with my aunt who is a professor of archeology at a university in California. She and my uncle, who is a geology prof, were going to Belize to work on some Mayan ruins that had been recently uncovered and that my family, my mom and Dad and me, would take
Junior year Summer had finally ended and it was back to school for junior year. I was excited to see all my friends and all my favorite girls every day. Walking through the halls was just a festival of hugs and kisses and stories of what everyone did over the summer. There were some exciting
Eighteen year-old, blond, cheerleader captain Leah waved to the other girls as they got into Sandy’s car. Kimberly rolled down the back window and asked, “You sure you don’t want me to stay and help Lee?” “No,” Leah answered. “You know Brad will be waiting at the party for you, just go and have fun.
It was my 15the birthday, and I had just come home late. I had a couple beers at a party, but was otherwise all right. I went home and my mom and her friend, Mrs. White, were over with a cake. They both giggled when they realized how drunk I was. I didn’t’ care, it
As I am helping the good doctor out the phone rings, its my mom, cos I hear doc saying, Yes, your son is here, he is very helpful, thank you for letting him help me, Yes, sure, no problem, I got food here, you want to talk to him, he gives me the phone, Yes
I had been at college for almost three weeks when the events I am writing about took place. My name is Karl. I’ve always considered myself a pretty normal guy. I played football in high school, dated a cheerleader, and usually got decent grades in my classes. Alright, enough about me… let me tell you