Twin Japanese Nieces Pt1
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Teenagers!
Anna fumed as she pulled into the driveway almost catching the gate post as she turned in. She couldn’t really complain about her eldest son, Michael; he’d been every parent’s ‘wet-dream’ up until this morning, studious, polite, he even kept his room tidy. Then today he gets himself suspended from school for starting a fight!
She shook her head as she climbed out of her car and headed for the door; it was just as well he lost, it seemed the Headmistress had intimated, even with his grades and spotless record he would have been expelled if the parents of the other child had wanted to press charges for assault.
Chalk and cheese she thought to herself as she opened the front door and kicked off her four inch heels beside all the other shoes of the family. Her precocious daughter was what her own father had called ‘a handful and no mistake’ even if he had spoiled her rotten when he was alive. Ten months between them, Irish twins and apart from the similarity in their looks that was where it ended. Barely a fortnight went by where Caitlin didn’t have to attend a detention for some infringement or other of the school rules.
Anna entered the kitchen noting that even though Michael was at home as punishment he had emptied the dishwasher and a load of clothing was tumbling inside the dryer without having been asked. She poured herself a glass of water as she wondered if it would ever enter into Caitlin’s head rather than just complain when she had nothing clean to wear. She knew her sixteen year old daughter had so far got by on her intelligence but now she was in the sixth form, the year below her brother, she couldn’t imagine her getting away without knuckling down and doing some real work.
“Time to face the music” she muttered to herself and turned to head up the stairs.
Michael’s door was ajar, and Anna wasn’t surprised to see him sitting as his desk, the computer on in front of him and his school books spread open. You’re so not like the average teenage boy she mused to herself before lightly rapping on the door frame.
Her son looked up at her and she stifled a gasp as she saw his discoloured eye and cut lip on his face. Her eyes dropped first to the raw knuckles on his left hand and then to the bruising on his upper right arm and right thigh as he sat there in his Deadpool T-shirt and shorts. “Sorry Ma” he offered with an absolute genuine look of remorse in his dark brown eyes.
Anna sat down on the end of her son’s bed, crossing her legs and reaching down to massage her nylon-ed feet as Michael reluctantly swivelled round in his chair to face her. “You gonna tell me what it was all about, Mike?” she asked without looking up. She suppressed a grin as she watched his feet twist from side to side, hearing a faint squeak from the chair and making a mental note to get her husband to oil it when he got home.
After a number of seconds Michael answered albeit as a mumble, “It was just school stuff, Ma.”
Anna re-crossed her leg and began to work the knots from her other foot, “Just school stuff?” she echoed, “Not sure that’s gonna cut it, Michael” she answered using his full name to denote the seriousness of the situation; “Definitely won’t be enough for your father!”
She heard an audible gulp from her son before he replied, “Does Dad really have to know?” he asked.
“The e-mails come through to the family account, I know he often doesn’t read them all but I can assure he looks at the titles and ‘Five day suspension of your son” is gonna stand out!” Anna nibbled her lip knowing full well that her husband, Sean, more often than not didn’t read the family account and simply waited for her to either forward messages to his work account or simply tell him when he arrived home.
“Oh sh…” Michael snapped his mouth shut preventing the curse-word from fully forming.
Anna released her foot and looked up at her son, not for the first time wishing that he’d loosen up a bit. She knew he would swear in front of/with Sean; his father’s Irish background almost made it mandatory to be able to curse like sailor but at the same time neither would utter a profanity in front of a woman (at least not in public she thought and quashed that thought-train instantly).
Michael sat there, his eyes pleading with her as his fists clenched and unclenched on his thighs. She let her eyes cast across the wounds from his first fight at school. The nurse within her figured the discoloured eye was a badly aimed fist, the bruises on his arm were probably as he held them in front of his face but the large bruise on his thigh, which might have been two or three, she strongly suspected were from shoes stamping on his leg. She shuddered, imagining her ‘baby-boy’ lying on the ground in a foetal position as some ‘big’ bully kicked him.
Her eyes dropped to his knuckles, “I’m told you threw the first punch?” she asked. The red raw knuckles she studied suggested it either was one hell of a punch or Michael had hit his foe numerous times.
He nodded dumbly, still twisting a little in his chair. Anna studied her son for a moment; he had grown considerably over the past six months, only just three inches shorter than Sean which put him at 5’11”, a full nine inches taller than herself when she wasn’t wearing her four inch pumps. Michael’s only physical passion was cross-country running in which he had won several medals all the way up to his sixteenth year. He’d dropped out of competition to concentrate more on his studies but still ran twice a week and generally at least 10K each time.
“Why?” she simply replied as his head dropped and his messy, black curly hair covered his eyes. The boy was fit but also quite thin, wiry, almost lanky and she couldn’t imagine he’d have much of a punch as all his real strength resided in his long legs. “Why?” she repeated more forcefully.
Michael mumbled something completely incoherent in way of response briefly looking up through his fringe hoping his mother was satisfied. He saw her sitting on his bed, her legs crossed and a set of red fingernails tapping impatiently upon her knee.
“He said something” he blurted out and dropped his head again.
“Wha-” Anna began as the pair of them heard rapid thumps coming up the stairs like a small herd of Wildebeest fleeing from a pride of starving lions.
Michael exchanged a brief look of amusement with his mom at the familiar noise made by Caitlin; Anna quickly resumed her stern look as the familiar voice shouted from the top of the stairs.
“What the fuck were you thinking Mickey?” the high pitched voice cried.
Anna sat still and turned her head towards the door as Caitlin appeared. It was incredulous that a sixteen year old girl, barely measuring five feet tall without an ounce of extra fat anywhere on her lithe frame and wearing the school regulation socks could make so much noise coming up the stairs. She opened her mouth, about to unleash a fusillade of questions at her big brother when she realised her mother was sitting on the end of the bed.
“Oh, hi Ma” she said coyly, glancing over her shoulder down the hall for a second wondering if there was a possible explanation for her last sentence. Anna could see in her daughter’s green eyes that her mind simply decided that ignoring her last remark was probably the best course of action.
“Hi, Caitlin!” she replied, shaking her head and briefly looking down at her daughters legs. The black pleated skirt was designed to reach past the knees but apparently didn’t even manage to reach the middle of her tanned thighs. One problem at a time she thought and turned back to her son. “Not quite how your sister put it, but essentially the same; what were you thinking? What did he say?”
Caitlin leant against the door frame looking expectantly at her older brother, nibbling her bottom lip as her eyes skirted over the bruises on his arm and thigh; she’d half been expecting to see him in a wheelchair after she heard what had happened. She was even slightly proud of him having seen the absolute shiner he’d left upon Mark Chase’s eye.
“Nothing” Michael murmured.
“Look at me!” demanded Anna and her son reluctantly obeyed lifting his head.
“Wow!” Caitlin exclaimed loudly from the door seeing the bruising around his brother’s eye; she stepped forward and leant closer for a closer inspection.
“What?” Anna asked frustrated and turning her attention to her daughter. Again Caitlin’s interpretation of the school dress-code annoyed her; she was quite sure that wasn’t the blouse she had been wearing when she left the house that morning. She stared at her child’s breasts stretching the white cotton and was positive that the item of clothing had been ear-marked the previous year to go to the charity shop. Not only was it at least a size too small, Anna knew that her daughter had progressed to B34 bra size, fractionally larger than her own B32. The buttons strained on her daughter’s blouse as she reached up a slim finger to her brother’s eye.
“I amazed Mickey got off so light!” she said, Michael’s eye twitched as he felt the incredibly delicate touch of his sister’s fingers upon his cheek, slowly outlining the discoloured flesh.
“Light?” Anna replied actually thinking about the five-day suspension.
Caitlin paused and looked across at her mother, her fingers still touching her brother’s cheek; “Don’t you know who Mickey fought” she asked and then continued without waiting for an answer. “Mark Chase, that’s who! Built like the proverbial, plays something big and scary in Rugby for the school… ain’t so pretty today though!” She turned back to her brother who stared resolutely at his mother sitting on the bed, “Tell you something, bro’; I’m told you only landed one punch but it’s the biggest, baddest, black eye, I ever saw; swear!”
Anna’s chest swelled a fraction before she berated herself for such a childish sense of pride. “So why did you do it. What did he say?” she demanded.
Caitlin stepped back and rested her ass against her brother’s desk, crossing her ankles and arms as the two women waited for the young man’s response. Michael glanced at his sister and quickly dropped his head again before muttering “I can’t remember.”
His sister snorted at the weak lie before clamping her lips together at the stern look from her mother. “Don’t lie to me Michael; tell me what he said, make me understand?” Anna implored before tentatively asking “Was it… a gay thing or something?”
“I’m not gay” Michael responded immediately, “No... no.” he stammered, “nothing like that” he finished with a whisper. The two women glanced at each other as the last part of the sentence was inaudible.
“What was that?” Anna asked softly.
“It wasn’t about me” Michael answered quietly.
“A race thing? About your Dad being Irish?” Anna struggled.
Michael shook his head and then it twitched to the left a fraction as his mother struggled to think what could’ve set off the normally pleasant and polite young man in front of her.
“Was it me?” Caitlin asked curiously having noted her brother’s head movement and having imagined that the eyes beneath the fringe had looked directly at her feet.
Michael remained mute as the two women waited; Anna was a little surprised that Caitlin hadn’t asked again and that her own patience had dissipated first. “Did Mark say something about your sister?” she asked quietly.
Michael shrugged and his sister stepped forward, “What did he say, Michael?” she asked using his full name just like their dad did when his patience was disappearing.
Anna watched her son’s eyes rise up Caitlin’s frame; they flickered as they passed the hem of her skirt. His eyes were shiny though she was sure it wasn’t because he was about to cry; it was anger or something close to it and it was directed at his sister. The idea sprung into her mind; or the way she’s dressed!
Caitlin folded her arms across her chest and even without seeing her directly from the front her mother knew that she’d pressed her breasts together deepening her cleavage without realising and accentuating what she had. Anna nibbled her bottom lip having used the stance herself; boys and men were so easily distracted and her son was equally susceptible as well as his eyes dropped for a moment. She wasn’t sure how Caitlin failed to notice but the younger woman continued her own interrogation without pause; “What did that prick say?” she fumed.
Michael remained stoic so Anna replied instead, “I’m thinking he said something along the lines that you’re a tease or… a slut, Caitlin.”
Her daughter swivelled around instantly to gaze at her mother, “What the f…“ she started and cut off the swear word before it fully formed.
“Is that about right Michael?” Anna asked ignoring her daughter and her son’s head dropped before acknowledging with the slightest of nods. “Your brother was defending your honour, young lady!”
Caitlin’s mouth opened and closed twice before her stance relaxed and her arms dropped down by her sides. “The boy’s a prick, anyway” she muttered before stepping back to lean against the desk once again.
“That’s as may be… but what do you expect to be called when you dress like that?” Anna asked as she stood up and approached her daughter; her eyes roaming up and down the young woman’s outfit.
“I’m expressing myself!” Caitlin shot back in voice at least an octave higher than she meant. She blushed deeply hearing the petulant sound of her own voice.
“Stand up, young lady” her mother ordered and Caitlin’s legs responded almost before her mind had registered the tone. Anna took her daughter’s hand and pulled her away from the desk to stand centrally between Michael and his bed. “This isn’t how you were dressed when you left the house this morning?” she asked rhetorically, continuing before Caitlin had a chance to speak.
“The skirt is easy; rolled up around the belt, an old trick.” Anna commented as she laid a single fingernail upon her daughter’s shoulder from behind her. Caitlin shuffled on her feet, her hands clenching the hem of the offending skirt guiltily. “But, darling daughter, you give far too much away! You’re giving the boys a full show without them having to work for it; hell it’s almost a cardinal rule” Anna grinned at the thought that maybe somewhere someone had written all the unwritten rules.
She slowly walked around her daughter; raising an eyebrow at Michael who had started to grin now that the onus had shifted from him. The smile instantly disappeared as Anna stated “Don’t worry, we’ll get to you, son!”
She stood in front of Caitlin looking down at the shortened skirt, “Simple really, if the boys want a glimpse of your panties you gotta make sure that they actually need to lower their head as well as their eyes, get them to work for it! Darling when you’re sat down the whole world can see what you have to offer!”
Anna almost stopped there as she watched Caitlin bite her bottom lip and look all of her sixteen years ‘young’; Did I ever look so naïve? She wondered to herself.
She let her eyes rise to the blouse her daughter was wearing; “Now the top… I’m quite sure this one was put in the charity bag last year! The one you wore this morning fitted you… appropriately!” she smirked as she stared at her daughter’s chest slightly surprised that Caitlin wasn’t wearing a black bra beneath for the contrast. The white cotton was stretched almost to breaking point and the material bowed between the buttons affording an easy glimpse of a very familiar lacy white bra beneath. “Did you wear this one under the other or get changed at school?” she asked.
Caitlin mumbled incomprehensibly and Anna lifted her hand up placing the pad of her finger beneath her daughter’s chin to raise her head. She didn’t have to ask a second time as the young woman repeatedly clearly, “At school.”
Anna glanced at her son whose eyes immediately rose to his mother’s; “That’d be a sight, wouldn’t it Michael!” she stated, “I imagine Caitlin here and her friends in the toilets all stripping off, getting changed into their…” Anna paused pondering the right word; “Tell me what word did Mark use to describe your sister?”
Michael’s eyes widened and his mother watched his Adam’s apple bob as he visibly gulped. “Horny… slut” he whispered.
“Louder please Michael so your sister can hear” Anna instructed.
“A horny slut” he repeated and then added before his mother could continue, “gagging for it.” His hands were clenched together across his lap covering the swelling within his shorts he was feeling incredibly guilty about. In his head he wasn’t at all sure if it was the opportunity his mother had afforded him to study his sister’s provocative attire and the body beneath or actually his own mother. She had always been a strong woman, still attractive with a good figure, nicely rounded and always dressed very stylishly for work or formal occasions.
He had known all of this and if he had been asked these were the answers he would have given, albeit with a bright crimson face as he blushed. The woman he had known all his life had changed somehow, his sister’s dress probably the catalyst; in these last few minutes as she conducted this strange interrogation which he suspected was shortly going to be focused on him. She was still stylish, still attractive and yet as he felt his cock hardening further within his shorts he knew Mark’s final words about his sister, before he landed that single punch, also applied to his mother.
Caitlin stood between her brother sitting behind her and her mother standing in front; a turmoil of emotions running through her head. All at once she felt angry and ashamed as her mother criticised her dress, she felt frustrated to be treated like a child and that the world was unfair and unjust. It’s Mickey who’s been suspended, not me she thought bitterly and yet her mother’s close inspection of her clothes, her criticism of the amount of flesh Caitlin chose to reveal had her heart racing. She desperately wanted to ask the experienced woman before her just how could she get the boy’s eating out of her hand.
She felt a tremble run through her frame and was shocked that her defiant sense of self had seemingly evaporated and that her body was reacting almost independently of her mind. Her flesh was tingling, Goosebumps erupting at random and her rock-hard nipples literally ached as she felt the gusset of her lacy panties getting steadily damper with each moment she stood there.
Anna gazed into her son’s eyes, partly in order not to look down at his hands covering his lap and what she suspected might be concealed within his shorts, but she could see that he also had something else to add. “What else did he say about your sister?” she asked.
Michael’s lip trembled for a second or two and he looked away as he spoke clearly, “He said she’s a great cock-sucker…” he looked back up to stare into his mother’s eyes again; “and seriously fuck-able!” For a brief moment Anna’s son held her gaze and she completely understood that the final words, whether they were true or not about the boy from school, were being directed at her by her own flesh and blood. She forced herself to turn away, shocked by Michael’s statement and her own thoughts as she wondered if her son’s cock was as thick and long as her husband’s.
“Front and centre, Michael!” she ordered even as her mind was in complete chaos. She bit down on her bottom lip as she eventually remembered that the image of her son’s shaft ploughing into her pussy was wrong; was in fact completely illegal. She faced his bed and could see herself bent over the end with her skirt pulled up, her stockings and suspenders and her soaking wet lace knickers stretched between her knees framing her ass and quim ripe to be fucked.
She heard the squeak of the chair and two soft foot falls and knew her two children now stood side by side. Anna did her best to compose her face before she turned back to see the pair of them, their heads hung down with their eyes covered by their fringes. There was close to twelve inches difference between them in height and that simple fact let loose some strange thoughts within her. Michael’s cock had been utterly taboo but now Caitlin’s tiny fists clenched at her sides sparked scenario’s she’d never even contemplated even in her early twenties, her ‘experimental ‘ phase with several lovers of both sexes.
She quickly moved behind her two children to lean against the desk as she felt a trickle slip from beneath her drenched underwear and drip slowly down her thigh towards her stocking top. Her own hands were balled into fists and her chest heaved as she simply wanted to think of a fitting punishment for Michael and for Caitlin (whether she deserved one or not) and flee to her bedroom to satisfy the burning ache within her loins.
Although she had occasionally played the Dom with Sean, she was always more comfortable as the Sub. As a senior nurse in the largest hospital in the city she actually wielded more power than her job title suggested; junior doctors soon learned to listen to Mrs Kelly and during major incidents the consultants were more than happy to be directed by her knowing that her years of experience and vast knowledge would get the best and most efficient use out of them. It was a cliché but when she got home the last thing she wanted to be was in charge, especially in the bedroom.
For all that, at this moment, the desire rose within her to punish the two teenagers before her, to control them; to use them as her rising lust demanded.
Damn you Sean she thought cursing the long hours her husband worked; the fact was that it was rare for him to arrive home before nine in the evening and generally dog-tired as well. It would be at least five or six hours before she had access to a nice thick cock to fill her aching pussy and although her toys often gave her many orgasms and even sometimes multiple ones at that, they just weren’t the same as a real piece of meat slamming into you in whatever position. Five hours till I have ‘his’ meat she thought and looked at her son with his hand folded in front of him obviously still covering his crotch, Caitlin’s fingers were timidly pulling at the hem of her skirt in a vain attempt to edge it down.
“Hands by your sides, now!” she ordered and her daughter immediately released the pleated skirt. Michael’s frame jerked visibly, something that wasn’t lost on his sister and she looked to her side curiously. “Now Michael” his mother repeated and he reluctantly dropped his hands; Caitlin’s eyes lowered and opened wide, her jaw dropping as she saw the state of her brothers crotch. “And eye’s front and centre!” Anna commanded.
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I don't know why I returned to the office that evening, why I ran half a block to make sure I made it through reception before the doors closed at 5 p.m. but I did. I should have been celebrating with the legal guys, it's not every day you win a discrimination case, but it's not every day some money grabbing little whore makes the whole thing up and the Tribubunal takes ten minutes to reach a decision clearing me and the firm of any wrong doing. She had no idea that my web cam was...
Angie arrived back at her house and ran straight to her room. Closing the door behind her she removed her bra and panties set and laid them on the bed. Stripping down she put the panties on, then, looked at herself in the mirror. Her pert 34b’s where her best thing going she thought. Her looks where plain and her ass was, well, just was. Not much curves to the hips yet she thought. She cupped her breast and tweaked her nipples. They where not average nipples for her size, they where...
This is my first attempt at writing a story. It is totally made up, and hopefully offends no one. IF it does, just exit out and look for another story to read. If I get positive feedback, I will finish Pt 2 and maybe more. PLEASE, no rude remarks, or postings for hook ups. Thanks…. First let me point out, I don't look at myself as a pervert, monster, or such. I am a normal married father of a wonderful daughter of 16. The problem is when it comes to sex, I have no...
“Eleanor!!”“Yes, Mr Harmon?” responded the slightly tinny voice through the intercom.“Can you bring in the guestlist for Saturday Night,” he released the speak button and knew once again that his 'please' hadn’t been transmitted.“As you wish, Mr Harmon,” she responded with her standard refrain and within a minute she knocked on the door and entered.Chris Harmon, founder, CEO and the continued driving force behind the Perfect Harmony Record Label looked up at his personal assistant as she...
BDSMI live with my mom, Krystal at 36, my older sister Jackie at 16 and my younger sister Val at 12, my parents relationship fell apart about 10 years ago. In my home nudity was completely accepted, and masturbation was also accepted only in your room, so mostly the girls walked around in just panties and me in just boxers. We live in a nice 2 story house in Sound Beach, NY, 4 bedrooms, 1 1/2 bathroom, the second floor was the bedrooms and the full bathroom, and the first floor had a big living...
Yorkshire UIK after the general strike of 1926. I stood idly on the weed strewn platform with the blustery wind ruffling my thin summer suit, as it rattled the locked waiting room door and rustled the lush cow parsley on the now neglected station garden and I watched the little train which brought me chuff busily away up the steep sided valley as I fretted and wondered why Brabbinger my chauffeur was not there to pick me up in the Rolls Royce. Old Ted the toothless ex stationmaster...
Recently I attended a conference with work. Saying it was interesting, would be an understatement. But...A few months beforehand though, my husband Dave dropped the bombshell on me. I thought our sex life was ok, maybe a little vanilla but ok, but. One night whilst we were having sex, he said he would love me to be a hotwife, and meet other men for sex. I couldn’t believe my ears. Partly in shock, I called him a pervert. Sex was over and I refused to talk to him. But something must have struck...
Wife LoversIt all happened my first year of highschool, that is when my dad, Dave, first exposed his love for me. But first let me start with a little about me, my name is Karter, I am eighteen, 6'0" tall, and chubby. I have hazel eyes, and soft curly hair that is pretty long because I have been growing it for about a year. I had just realized i was gay at the start of senior year. I thought about guys a lot in my junior year, but i didn't think i was gay. That was until i met my...
In med school, when I was trying to figure out my niche, I spent my free time fucking a lot of high school girls. I've always been handsome, and my dad bought me whatever new car I wanted, and that's about all you need when it comes to landing some hot young ass. I realized that the older I got, 16 and 17 year old girls were going to see me as a creepy, dirty old man. I set up my practice in a suburb just outside of Charleston, SC. Since then, at least one appointment a day is a 16 year old...
The sun was high and hot, its light glittering on the surface of the Atlantic and beating down on the cigarette boat cutting through the low waves, piloted by a wizened Brazilian man in a tattered Parrotthead shirt. Inside the boat's cramped cabin David Mercer tapped away at his laptop. It was the same book he always worked on when he was idle, writing, changing his mind and rewriting, over and over again. It was a cheap spy thriller that he'd always secretly wanted to publish. Some schlock...
InterracialMy heart was hammering in my chest as I was led away from the Kitty Litter to a place unknown. I did my utmost to keep track of my progress as we left behind the warmth of the morning sun and into the coolness of the University interior. I could hear the sound of other people nearby as I was led along, the fact that nobody commented on my condition (with a bag over my head) implied the belief that my ‘initiation’ was something that came to everyone.Certainly, Wendy (aka Mrs Murdoch) had made no...
WatersportsGianella Barlow stood anxiously waiting in the coffee shop line. Everyone called her Gia though, unless they weren’t planning on living very long. Having had a petty fight with her husband the night before, she was still on edge. Not that the caffeine would helped her settle down but at least it would help her power through her morning until she could get to her afternoon workout, and really release some steam. Gia was 5’6, and lean but curvy. She had large breasts and small waist all...
Hello my name is John. It was about mid summer of my 19th year when my girlfriend of 3 years and I had called it quits. We just weren’t working and we decided to just say screw it. Now her best friend Carey and I were pretty close friends as well. The day after the break up Carey gave me a call in the morning. “Hey John, I know you had a rough day yesterday, how about we hang out, get your mind off things,” she told me. “Sure why not, I got nothing going on today,” I said. “Great, we...
My husband is the greatest man in the world.I've had that thought many times over the last eight years. I know it's hyperbole but I believe it. The best father, the best husband and the best man there could ever be. He's a giver. He moves through life with quiet ease, always trusting in a kind word where others often resort to shouting and demands.For example, he doesn't hustle and con at his work. As a site manager for a large construction firm, everyone trusts him implicitly. They go to...
TeenSince it was mostly for her, he made plans behind the scenes, but had her place the ad looking for more. She wanted to be sure no one the knew her would be able to tell it was her by the photos she posted, so she had to be very discreet. Nothing showing her face or her recognizable tattoos. The ad read as follows: Looking for more My partner and I are trying to host a very special party. Men only. You must be discreet, in decent shape (no big bellies!), 5'9 or taller, white men only! We will...
One night after a late study session, the four of them were creeping towards the room of requirement when they heard someone in the corridor ahead of them. Ron and Hermoine quickly hid behind a tapestry while Harry and Ginny hid behind a large stone statue. Both pairs looked down the corridor to see light luminating towards them. As the light grew closer, the heard multiple pair of footsteps. The first pair of footsteps belonged to Draco Malfoy, who was the one holding the luminating...
Let me start by telling something about myself. my name is maikel, i just turned 18 a few weeks ago, am about 1,90m long, have short blond hair and weigh about 70 kilo's. Now let's go to the story. I just had gotten my driving-licence and whas bragging about it against a friend of mine who whas a bit down because her parents couldn't find a babysitter for her younger sister so that meant she had to stay at home and watch her. So i offert that i could babysit her i had nothing better to...
One day his mother was hospitalize with cancer. Still for his own safety, Mordie didn't leave his home. Unfortunately she fell victim to the deadly disease. He couldn't bear to take it Mordie's world came crashing down—for this is the only woman that ever loved him, that ever cared for him. Still not even to attend one's funeral Mordie didn't leave his home. His mother would have wanted it. No longer being watched by other family members Mordie was a man, a man that can freely do what his...
" Scientists beleive that the disease has been turned completely inncent and should no longer cause any infections, for all those..." John turned off the tv and yelled "Liers" to the open space. He looked toward my sisters, even though they were 16 and him 17 they have been able to handle themselves fine. "Im going out to the clearing to get the cans then go fill them up, k? The twins looked at him and said "k" in perfect unison. He walked to his truck and loaded it with wood and...
I awoke in my bed and yawned, rubbing the sleep from my eyes…then all of a sudden I was wide awake! Today was the day! I was going to a book signing featuring none other than Bonnie Wright, the woman who plays Ginny Weasley in the Harry Potter films. I had gone to watch the 6th film with my friends and had noticed how amazingly gorgeous Bonnie Wright was getting and I felt like I had to meet her. I began to get ready, putting on a surefire sexy outfit consisting of tight low cut jeans,...
It took me a few seconds to realise what it meant. Three months previously, just before had gone to University my daughter had set up an MSN messaging account for me to keep in contact with her and her sister in Spain. 'Hi. Do I know you?' I replied to the stranger. 'No...but I love your name. Do you look like her?' The stranger instantly replied. I instantly blushed like a tomato. 'Oh.....thanks......sort of.' I typed. 'Really? Do tell.' 'That’s my nickname...
She sat in her work skirt, and crisp white blouse. But that didn't last long .As she sat at her desk she undid her skirt and kicked it aside. She then slowly undid her shirt and discarded that on the floor as well. She kicked off her shoes and turned on the computer. She hadn't had a boyfriend in a while as her busy schedule didn't really allow for her to meet eligible men. So she had found a way to relieve the sexual tension that bubbled within her at regular intervals during the...
Recently I decided I needed more than being a at home mom. I felt I was getting ‘stale’. After initially striking out on my job search, and getting no place, I asked Ed for advice. Two weeks later, Ed offers me an account executive position, working directly for him. I worked my butt off, learning the ropes and taking on more and more responsibility. My reward was a being assigned to manage a new account, a small company, employee wise, but financially, it’s a very big account for our...
Mandy walked over to the back door of her neighbor’s house. She looked around the backyard and surrounding bushes, making sure that no one had seen her enter through the side gate. A devious smirk played over her lips as she entered the doorway, her whole body tingling in anticipation of what was to come. The Dietrich family had lived next to Mandy’s family for the past two years and they had gotten on rather well from the start. Michael and Ellen Dietrich were in their mid-fifties and had two...
But one of my friends i started to focus on i would furiously masterbate thinking about him and dreaming of ways i could get him into bed with me. he was a very cute and short and skinny boy with brown hair and at a ripe age of 13. It got to a point were seeing him made me ridiculousy horny... But then i started to become some what of an exhibitionist and started to flash him alot and try to pull his pants down in a sort of joking way. I then made my boldest move and like forced his hand...
My name is Cody. This is the story of self discovery and the passion that can be had between two boys. It is the story of my young life twenty years ago when I was twelve years old. I was an average boy, there was nothing spectacular about the way I looked. I had short dirty blond hair, green eyes and lightly tan skin. There was a boy who brought me out of my shell and allowed me to explore who I truly was and who I am today. May, 1990 When you have a secret like the one I have you...
Sam quickly waved her sister Amy off as she went into the house. The whole day had consisted of her following Amy and her beau around from store to store at the mall. Sam didn’t mind too much, the guy was decent looking and had stunning blue eyes, not to mention he thought she was cute. Dreaming never hurt… But as soon as her mother had called saying that she and father were going out (leaving the house empty), Sam politely asked if she could be dropped off at the house, not...
I had been trying for weeks to summon the demon. I guess I was doing something wrong. I opened my spell book to make sure I was saying the right words. That’s when thing started to get weird. My spell book was blank! “What in the hell happened to my spells!?” The whole book was empty. I had almost 100 spell in it they couldn’t just vanish off the paper. As I turned back to the first page I saw a word in large demonic hand writing. (Stop!) Stop what I thought to my self. But the book...
like a fairy tale it all began long ago she was about 8 or 9 at the time i know it sounds young but just listen we that is my family always done charity work one day we got a fold down bed from one of our collections my sister said to me that night why dont we sleep in it so we can make sure it is ok so i said ok.later when it was bedtime she said to my mum me and chris are going to sleep in the "new"fold down bed in the back room my mum said thats ok so later when every one whent...
WE WON! WE WON! Shouts everyone around us as the drum line leads the band back to the band house with the victory cadence. 42 to 41 was the final it ended with JCS Cougars missing a field goal wide right with 13 seconds left to play, and the game couldn’t have been better so needless to say, everyone is in high spirits. As I get changed out of my uniform, Jeni comes over, "Tony, you're gonna ride with me to my house and Becca and Sarah are gonna go pick up some more people to hang out...
She looked so sexy laying down in the sofa. With her feet dangling off the sofa i thought this is it. So i unbuttoned by jeans and pulled my boxers down and out sprung my 6 inch cock. I wacked it off to life. So she was in a deep sleep , so i got my cock and started moving it around her feet. She just wiggled around smiling. So i got both feet and started to fuck them. This is when she woked up and got off the sofa. I was scared but when she said this i was shocked. "if u wanted a foot...
"Mom, I dont enjoy skating and I never will its stupid. Ill be there everyone will be having a good time but me. she looks quizzically at me and utters "Goddammit you will go skating and you will have fun." (fast forward past the cool party) "Bye Paul, See you tommorrow Tiffany...." I saunter into the kitchen to notice Jennifer the neighbor girl from down the street is still sitting here. "what time do you have to be home?" I ask as i slowly grab my powerade from the...
The phone flashed, again. "So? Got a date?" I turned to look at him again. He raised his eyebrows, nodding at his phone. Feeling mischievous, I typed a reply, "That's for me to know; and you to find out! Anyway, I'm married." I was actually meeting my sister after work, and had dressed in white linen trousers and a nice white chiffon blouse, lace bra, with a slinky pair of sandals. Seconds later he replied, "Lucky fella...hope he's worth it." Before I could return that...