Randy Rapter (Mr Richard & Mrs Bridget Rapter)
Troy - 16yo at vacant lot in my gym class
Todd - Troy's dad
Jerry - Vacant lot old guy - first bj
Jack - his friend that wants to fuck
Monica - Randy's girl friend
Nancy - Monica's mom
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Chapter 1 - My First Blowjob
Why was being naked such a big part of my life? It seems like everywhere I
went I was checking out opportunities to be naked. And, believe me I found
plenty. One of my first, and best, was riding my bike down to the lake. There
was a vacant lot on a hill before you got to the lake, and I saw where cars had
been turning in and driving along the edge of the trees. I didn't see any cars
so I pushed my bike i
How it all started
Hi, im Naziha Cheng Omar, please, call me jiha .. the only daughter to a Mr Omar Ramli and Vivian Cheng Abdullah. Yep, papa is malay and mama is Chinese. Lahir tahun 1997 di KL, sekitar kawasan Dutamas, and yep .. i still live there today. Papa runs an advertisement company based in Dubai, and mama was a stewardess for SIA. When I was 9 years old, mama and papa bercerai … papa masih dengan urusan kerja macam biasa, mama converted to agama asal, remarried and migrated to Adelaide. This is when my life got interesting …
Lepas bercerai, papa pindah dari unit kondo di Duta Ria to a terrace block in Mesra (pretty much across the road from one another). Jiha stay dengan papa since dia tak nak Jiha ikot mama convert agama, at least not until I’m 1
My aunty\\\'s name is vijaya and she was very fair. healthy. She was 32 years old. with 2 childrens.
I am 24 year old doing job near pune.
Aunty live in mumbai but they comes to village for function. It was diwali and sab ghar aye huye the. an dmai bhi ghar gaya hua tha.
aaj mumbai se sab log ghar aaye the... aunty aaj bhot hi hot lag rhi thi...maine pahli bar aunty ko s najar se dekha...aane k bad aunty sab k pair chu rahi thi and ai uska clevage view dekh raha tha...aunty ne notice kiya and she smiled...mai waha se nikal gaya...
raat ko sab ne eksath khana khaya. We had dinner and then we (all family memb
It was the first time the Danvers family had been whole in 18 years, July 4th 2010. Aside from my Mom, I didn’t really know any of them. We had lived in Colorado up until a month before. The day Mom’s divorce became final we packed a U haul and drove all night, but I can’t blame her for dragging me along. There is just something about Texas that made me see her in a different light.
It was a perfect summer day. The lake was packed with women in bikini’s, none more beautiful than the Danvers women. Even my uncle Richard had trouble keeping his eyes off of them. The combination of all these half naked women made for an awkward evening as I’m sure my uncle woul
It was a market day and as usual I, together with cousin and my two sisters, had gone loitering around, meeting old friends. On our way back, when we chanced to be together again, I and cousin conveniently kept a distance from my sisters. At the nearest opportunity, when cousin was sure we were out of everyone’s earshot she asked;
“Do you want to talk about yesterday?” she asked in a low tone, referring to her attempt to seduce me for sex the previous day.
“Sure. You played too rough.” I answered shyly trying to avoid her eye as we moved on.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to be so. Did you like it?” she asked with a shy smile.
We talked on an on as the distance between us and my sisters increased. A
THE PHONE CALL
“Hi Bud, this is Fran Hyde, Denise's mom,” the voice on the other end of the line said.
Denise was our daughter's best friend, but we don't socialize much with her parents. We've visited their house for an outdoor barbeque, and they've been over for dinner once. We didn't have a lot in common with them. My wife, Julie, is an elementary school nurse and I'm a junior high school coach and history teacher. Denise's mother is the public relations person for the arts council, and her father is a writer for a local magazine and freelance photographer.
I'm not comfortable around him, and I don't think that he feels comfortable around me. He's a Cowboys fan, but pro football is the only sport he's interested in. Me, I'm into all sports on all levels. I coach footbal
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THE DEVIL IN MR. JONES
Beep! Beep! Beep! A short pause. Beep! Beep! Beep! Then a grumbled curse.
“God damn!” Arms search franticly in the darkness of the room. Tired fingers strike the snooze button. Fucking alarm clock! How could it be 5:30? Shit! Must be broke. Paul was
As Mitch and I drove back to Seattle he excitedly told me of his night with "Karen" the hot chick he'd been making out with when last I saw him. Evidently she was a nasty one and he'd had the night of his life. I was not ready to tell him the truth about the "Cumbox" so I lied and made up a story about a girl I met at a different house, letting him believe his night was better than mine (HA!). Mitch and I had grown up together and were best buddies all our lives.
My home life was a mess. Suffice it to say that my parents weren't really "there for me" as they say. Consequently, I spent a lot of time at Mitch's house. His mom treated me like a second son, although I thought of her more like a big sister.
Kari was in her mid thirties but looked much younger. S
My name is Emily and I'm 19 years old. I know that after reading my story, many of you will judge me, will condemn our relationship and will curse my dad. But what if it was me who took the initiative? What if it was the daughter who used tricks to seduce her father? What if it is me who is happy and him who is feeling guilty, confused, doubting?
But I am getting ahead of myself. First I must tell you a bit about me and my family. My parents divorced when I was eight years old. My mom m
I give my Mexican Uncle a lot of credit for helping me develop my exhibitionist side. And he is the reason I like Latino men so much. We had an interesting relationship to say the least. We kept it private which worked for both of us. I felt no one would have understood and it would have caused trouble for him and embarrassment for both of us.
After spending time with him on his farm, I got pretty close to him. My Mom had divorced my Dad and my uncle filled a void I felt when my Mom and I moved out. But now that we had moved into an apartment, I felt confined to say the least. On our Hill Country Texas ranch, I rarely wore clothes, something my parents, and my older boy sibling eve
Hi, my name is Kay and most just calls me K. I am a married 50-year-old mom from the Midwestern United States. I live a secret life as most have no idea of my kinky past nor of the present fun, I am having. I would like to share some of that kinky past as well as what I am up to now. I might even share some pictures of myself along the very as well.
I was born to a normal family with a loving mother as well as a loving father. I was their only child, as my mother could not have any more after I was born. I had a normal loving and caring childhood. I learned about sex while in grade school thru the 8th grade. It was not until I was fifteen that I had my first experience with sex.
During my early teen years I was a curly
I reached into my pocket and pulled out my box cutter. "ok what we got ." I cut the tape and opened the flaps. "o awesome bubble wrap." I pulled out the first layer and started popping it . "god it never gets old." I sighed to myself and looked in the box. "an old oil lamp the fuck?" I pulled it out and looked it over in my hand. I
This is a romance series, that being said, there is no sex in this chapter. Please keep that in mind. Sex doesn't start until chapter 2.
Growing up my parents and I moved a lot. It kind of sucked to be honest. The thing that sucked the worst about it was the fact that I was held back a year in high school. I should have graduated a few months after I turned 18. That didn't happen. Instead I was 18 when my senior year started.
It wasn't all bad though. Reason being was that I got a head start in my chosen profession. During the Summer break I attended the academy and got my certif
Part 1 was simply titled 'The Castle'
Jackie, although hungry ate very little at breakfast. She wished she had refused the request to come down to the dining room naked but the truth was she liked being treated as a slut… property of a black man. But now in a room full of family and friends the embarrassment was be
Jackie, although hungry ate very little at breakfast. She wished she had refused the request to come down to the dining room naked but the truth was she liked being treated as a slut… property of a black man. But now in a room full of family and friends the embarrassment was beyond imagination. She walked slowly to the
Jackie Roberts was in high spirits… it was her daughter’s wedding day and everything had worked out perfectly thus far. The weather had been kind to them… and the service was beautiful. She looked out of the small bedroom window onto the small quadrangle of the mid twelfth century castle where the final photographs were being taken of her stunning daughter and equally striking new son-in-law. T
My Boyfriend likes to expose me
or perhaps it should be called
Even though she was up at the crack of dawn the next day and showered,made-up and dressed - she just lounged around in her room. She ponderedthe events of the previous evening . . . that was certainly quite aparty and it had taught her more in one night then the hygiene teachercould in a year. She had heard about dildos, and Lesbians, and jokesabout TV producers and budding actress
With the end of the school year, the family moved out of the city for the summer, it was too hot and stuffy to stay there during the hot summer months, and they rented a restored Cape Cod style home close to the beach. Rob was thrilled, he'd seen some very hot female bodies down at the beach, and they'd flashed him friendly smiles, not the pissy smirks that
Amy the Exhibitionist
Part 26 – Second year at university
Amy the Exhibitionist