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Paula continued...

I offered Paula my elbow and she took it as we walked the 50 yards or so over to our humble little caboose.

“Wow, a real gentleman!”

I held her hand, helping her up the steps leading to our back porch. Once inside. I showed her the amenities we’d installed to make this real living quarters.

“So, you turned the old lower seating area into a full bed and the ‘observation’ deck into a queen sized bed ... interesting. You never worry about falling out of bed?” she asked

“Not if you have someone to hang on to” I added with a grin. “We try to stack one wide and two deep. That solves THAT problem.”

You could have knocked me over with a feather as Paula turned into my arms and planted her lips on mine.

“Upper or lower? Which is YOUR bed?”

“I’m on top, not all the time, but a lot.” She’s not the only one who could make double entendres.

As much fun as seeing her all dolled up, thinking of her naked and sweaty was rapidly draining my IQ points. The kisses deepened.

She breathed heavily and said: “Your kisses are driving me crazy. Either stop or take me up on that queen bed of yours.”

I looked her in the eye and replied: “Let me think, stop or bed you? Do I have stupid written on my forehead?”

We raced to see who could shed clothes the quickest. I won with only a T-shirt and board shorts. She had to lose a dress, bra and panties. After climbing up, we resumed the long kisses and I moved to her neck and ears. I wasn’t in a hurry, even though PART of me was. This time, the big brain overrode the little one. I worked my way down her chest to those two big melons she sported. Pulling a hardening nipple into my mouth, I tried to suck the entire tit down my throat. Not letting her other nipple be ignored, I moved to it, kneading the breast flesh behind it. She held my head and pulled it harder to her chest as she gave out satisfied moans. Time to get this rodeo started in a big way.

Working my way down her stomach, she had a little pooch, not much, but it was there. Her pussy was shaved bald, as in not even a little stubble. I’d have to ask her about that ... later, MUCH later. Rocking back on my knees between her thighs, her slit was already swollen, the lips bright pink and a small amount of girl juice was slipping down her crack. Doesn’t seem to take a lot to get her motor running. I parted her nether lips with my thumbs and leaned in for a lick of her nectar. Asshole to clit in long sweeps. Her clit was working it’s way out of its little sheath so I zeroed in on it, sucking it in and nibbling on it with my lips.

“Oh shit!” she said, “Thank God for a man who know what they’re doing. I was beginning to think you were all extinct.”

I pushed a finger into her wet canal, searching up for that rough patch at the top of her vagina. Rubbing it, she began to bounce her ass off the mattress.

“Oh GAAAAaaaawd, right there, right THERE!”

If she liked that, she liked the two fingers I slid into her pussy and her tight asshole way better as I continued to assault her. I worked her really fast to her first orgasm. There’s no need to tell me she’s cumming. Anyone in the vicinity can hear her. I could hear coyotes in the area answering her call.

Paula is on her back, knees somewhere near her ears in a contortionist’s pose thanks to her flexibility, wouldn’t have believed it in a big woman. Maybe she works out. Her pussy is tilted towards me while she stares up at my face, her eyes like saucers, wondering what comes next.

I lined up, rubbing my dick up and down her slit. I put the head in and about three inches.

I pulled back and gave her these short little stokes as I felt her pussy unload a gush of fluid.

Her bottom kept coming off the bed, trying to get me in deeper until I gave one massive push, all the way to her cervix.

She laughed, then cried, then whooped and hollered. If she’d have had longer fingernails I’d have needed a transfusion and a hair transplant by the time we were done. By the time I let go and started pumping her wet pussy full of thick man cream she was lying there limp, her eyes half open. Well, until she felt me squirting in her.

Then her eyes popped open and she grabbed my head. “Cum in me,” she croaked “Cum hard.”

Made me proud to be the one on top of her and IN her. Paula started off hitting orgasms like a string of firecrackers, one right after another. She spent so much time flip-flopping around loose limbed that I thought she was having a grand mal seizure at first. When I realized she was just hiccupping orgasms, I settled in to see just how much fucking she could take before her head exploded and she plain lost her mind.

I tried to hold her at her at the top of her orgasms as long as possible before she relaxed and then went completely limp. Looking up at her face. She wasn’t out, but I would bet she couldn’t tell me her name about now.

“I get the feeling you needed that,” I said quietly.

“Oh God! ... you have no idea...” she said.

“Brent works hard and long hours, what with the office and the hospital. A lot of time, he just comes home, showers and flops into bed. Hell, we had sex more often when he was in med school. Now, it’s maybe once a week and sometimes, not even that often. When he IS in the mood, it’s just a quickie to get him off. I resort to toys during the day while he’s at work.”

Damn, another one. What’s with this lonely housewife shit?

She lay there, toying with the hair on my chest, relaxed.

“Ready for round two?” I asked

“You can go AGAIN? The wonders of youth! Maybe I need to get me a boy toy somewhere.” she said kinda incredulously.

“Roll over onto your hands and knees, please.”

I kicked her knees wider apart and put my dick to her wet slit and rubbed it up and down until it was soaked and well coated. Positioning my dick at her nether hole, she let out a gasp as I slid part way up into her. Fuck she was as tight and hot as I could have ever imagined!

“UNNnnhhhhhhh ... OH GOD BUCK!” Paula groaned as I went a little deeper.

I looked down at her, “You never took a dick like this before?” I asked and pushed a little deeper.

“NOoooooo ... Oh MY GOD!” She yelled out as I pulled back and gave her a deeper stroke. Then I pushed up in her tight, hot asshole and made her groan as half of my length pushed up into her bowels.

“Oh my GOD that feels good!” She moaned, as I started to fuck her with an increasing need to cum in her hot ass. DAMN, she was hot and tight that I knew it wasn’t going to take long for that to happen! It didn’t help the way she was moaning, thrashing her head from side to side and bucking back at me.

“Oh YEAH ... Unnhhh ... Oh SHIIIiiit Oh Yeah ... FUCK ME! ... Give it to me Buck!!. Do it NOW!!”

I grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands and spread them wider apart. I started pumping as hard and fast as I could, and watching Paula’s asshole swallow all my cock.

“OH GOD!” she screamed, “OH FUCK! AHHHH GOD! ... OHhhhh FUCK MEeeeee!” Paula yelled and grabbed handfuls of sheet off the bed. I put my hands on her shoulders and pulled her back on my thrusts three or four times until I started spraying cum in her.

After the first hard squirt she moaned out and I felt her brown flower tighten up around my throbbing dick as I kept blowing my cum just as far up in her bowels as I could.

“AHhhhhhhh ohmyGod ohmyGod!” Paula screamed, “Oh YEAH ... oh yeah YES!!! ... Cum in Meeeee! Fill my ass!!”

The woman obviously enjoyed it.

TIME OUT -

“Disgusting is getting a blow job right after you have anal sex.”

“Oh yuck, that IS disgusting.”

“You’re right. Those little brown things on my dick are not cornflakes.” [I had to add that]

TIME IN...

So, we come down to all these horny women that make up our little group of ‘perverts’ on summer weekends. Every guy rates a woman in the first few seconds of meeting her. Will she or won’t she? Yes, we would never admit this to a female, but we do. For Paula the rating goes like this. First, she is definitely a 9 to 9.5 on looks alone. She could lose a tiny bit of weight, though, tighten up the tummy a little. I think I subconsciously deducted a half point because she was married and willing to fuck a stranger - for whatever reason. If I were judging her as a total stranger and not knowing about her being with another asshat, she would be a solid 9.5. Second, her breasts were somewhere between big grapefruits and a medium melons. I would give those tatas a solid 9. Now her ass is another story altogether. I LOVE a fine tight ass. Paula had one of the top 5 asses in our little group now. She rated a 10. Finally, of course, is ‘Would I fuck her?’ This rates from ‘ right here in front of God and everyone’ all the way down to ‘not even with YOUR dick!’ She was looking exceptional tonight. I adjusted her rating to a solid 10. The final kicker was I would do her on the beach in front of God and everyone. Sal is the love of my life, Barb, Alice and Sharon are sweet ladies. Mary is kinda bony, a little on the naïve’ side but very enthusiastic about making up for lost time. Paula just floats my boat, big time.

I’ve gotten to love anal sex and along with Sal and Barb, Paula welcomes it without question or protest. Tracy’s mom? Ain’t never EVER gonna happen. Besides, I’m not sure she’d even recognize who was doing what to her. Must be nice to live in your own little world.

Paula stretched like a big jungle cat and wrapped herself around me.

“I am DEFINITELY coming out here on a regular basis from now on. It gets so boring hanging around the house all the time and the country club just doesn’t hold my interest.”

“Talk to Alice - SHE and Max have a lot of room. Besides, Max needs practice and Mary is wearing him out, so I hear.”

“Max is fucking Mary? She’s gotta be what? 60 or something?”

“Max is, Tracy and I do and now, it seems, some of the others. She’s making up for a total lack of interest or imagination from her ex. She’s a great lady if you get to know her.”

“And how WELL do you know her?”

“Not nearly as well as I’d like to and not nearly as well as SHE’D like. She’s very into new things right now.”

“Will your girls object if I end up out here all night? With you?” she asked as she snuggled closer.

“You done any girl-girl stuff? They may want to play with you if you stay.”

“Nope, but that doesn’t mean never. Just what exactly are you four into?”

“Fuck this is hard enough, talking about other women. Ask me questions you’re not going to like then sit and listen.”

“Why wouldn’t I? So far, I’m amazed at what you know and how you can just take over and make me feel what I feel.”

“The problem is, I don’t know you. I don’t know what’s going to turn you off and make you run screaming back home.”

“I’ll take my chances. How personal is personal?”

“We, the four of us have nothing to hide. We kinda work on the premise ‘if it feels good, do it. If it felt THAT good, make it part of your repertoire”

“Wow! And you’re what? 19?”

“What does age have to do with it?”

“Well, nothing I guess. I just can’t believe you have all this experience and you are all so young.”

“Could say we just started early. I got a whole summer of experience with an extremely horny, experienced college girl. Tracy, when he was 18, along with the girls at 18. Tracy and the girls have only been at this for the last two summers.”

“So, in three years, you’ve learned all this?”

“Wasn’t like I was hard to convince” I said with a smile.

“Lemme get this straight in my head - Sal is your ‘girlfriend’” What about Tracy and Barb?”

“Sal is the love of my life. Turns out she had a crush on me the prior two years before coming out here but was afraid to tell me. Tracy and Barb ‘discovered’ each other just last summer. The incest thingy is kinda weird, but they live with it. All the girls are on birth control, so it’s not like it’s gonna raise any stink. Besides. What you DON’T know is two years ago, Tracy’s mom tried to get us involved then sold Barbs ass cherry to the highest bidder. How’s that for a fucked up family?”

“Tracy’s mom and dad kinda give off really strange vibes.”

“You’re telling me? His mom is totally bug-nuts and his dad is an alky of the first order. I have NO idea how all this swapping got started. We kinda got sucked into it. I can’t say any of us has suffered for it. Sal has learned to share her body with others and extends that to me. Tracy is just learning that sex is not all about him. And Barb ... what can I say? Nympho from the git-go. Line up a 20 man gang bang and she’s selling tickets.”

“OMFG! She looks so young.”

“Age has nothing to do with experience. To hazard an opinion, Barb has more miles on her teen pussy than the Daytona 500.”

“Ok, what about you. You seem to be the ringleader of this bunch of crazies. What have you tried and what turns you off?”

My Story ... I’m leaving out parts here to get through this for Paula

“Ok, you asked...”

“Tracy and I have been coming here since his dad bought the place several years ago. Lacking any female companionship, Tracy and I indulged in our overactive hormones.

A little masturbation, then mutual hand jobs led to taking the plunge and trying anal sex with each other. Neither of us thought it made us queer, just got us off satisfactorily and alleviated the current problem. After that summer, Tracy informed me one day that Sal and Barb were doing something weird at his house and invited me over. Living next door to each other made it not a problem.

Finding the girls rubbing their panty’d crotches along the back edge of a sofa, it came to mind they were trying to stimulate themselves. Hell, girls get horny too. With what I’d been taught from the college girl, I had a way better idea how to satisfy them. I told them to come to Tracy’s room and strip off the T-shirts and panties. Barb was the brave one and told Tracy and I to strip off first as they’d never seen a ‘grown’ man. I had Barb handle my dick while Sal held Tracy’s. It took a little coaxing, but the girls were finally convinced to put our hard, teen dicks in their mouths. Showing them this wasn’t gross as they first thought, we got them to examine each other’s pussy, got them to actually finger each other, then showed them what the term cunnilingus meant.

After getting them off, I told them there were more exciting ways to get that good feeling. They’d gotten the ‘tickles’ from trying to stimulate themselves, but had never peaked. That would all shortly change. I had Tracy search out two tapered candles and two candle stubs that were about as thick as my dick. Tracy, on the other hand, was considerably thicker than me, however, I had him for length by over an inch. We showed the girls how to introduce the tapers into their young little pussies. Neither had started any serious dating yet, so nothing we assumed had been up their little twats. We left them to their own devices for a bit while we went into the garage to talk and smoke.

Returning, both had a small amount of blood trickling from their virgin kitties, but weren’t feeling any pain. We’d gotten them both to take their own cherries. I told them that it would hurt and that would be all for today, but the girls had other ideas. Barb wanted to fuck, to be made a ‘woman’. All this time, Sal had barely said a word to either of us boys. Barb wanted it and she wanted it right now. Sal, she was just along for the ride - wherever it went.

I had access to condoms, so getting a couple, we went back to the girls. Handing one to Tracy, he gave his to Sal while Barb took mine. Barb rolled mine on like an expert the first time, Sal, not so much. After explaining what the parts of a condom were for, Tracy got his fitted right (first time he’d ever worn one and he’d NEVER fucked a girl yet). Laying Barb down, I pushed her knees up to her chest to open her as wide as possible - Tracy mirrored my actions. I’d gotten some hand lotion and slathered it over my condom and all around Barb’s open pussy - Tracy followed suite. Lowering myself to Barb’s opening, I asked her if she was sure because this was a once in a lifetime deal. Barb tried her best to get me inside her on her own. Didn’t work as well as she thought, so I did the deed. Sal worked Tracy’s fatter dick into her own tight little hole. We all came like a big, happy family.

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“I see you finally got the nerve to ask Anah out, Jesse,” said Amber. Amber is a year older than me, but about half a foot shorter. She has long, dark brown hair tied back into a pony tail. Her wood brown eyes were complimented perfectly by her black glasses. “Actually, I asked her out a while ago, she just interested in a commitment style relationship,” I said having Anah release my arm so I could give Amber a hug. “Yea, follow me and I’ll explain it to you. Jesse, can we have a...

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The Youth Pastor Chapter 1

Yet. CHAPTER 1 It was a cold afternoon after school on Wednesday and I had planned to go on visitation with Dan Monroe (the youth pastor). I hadn’t realized that most of the church was sick and wasn’t going and I had already told my mom not to pick me up (we didn’t have busses). So Mr. Monroe said I could go to his house and hang out with his daughter who was about my age. I agreed and off we went. When we arrived at his house, his daughter was nowhere to be found. He said that she...

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I am the Fountain of Youth pt 2

Introduction: The second part of the story. Hopefully fewer mistakes. Thanks so much for the feedback. First experience writing erotica, so it all helps. I took a shower to rinse off all the sweat and everything else still sticking to my body. It had the added effect of settling my mind down a bit. Things came a little into perspective. I wasnt sure if I should be panicked. What do I know? 1) My mom is not my mom. 2) Her name is Laura. 3) I dont know where I come from. 4) Most importantly...

3 years ago
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Youth And Maturity

The temperature in the shop continued to rise with the mid-morning sun. Ryan had been watching the clock tick, second by second, for the last half hour, begging for his workday to be over with. Stack after stack of heavy bricks were laid painstakingly slowly on each pallet sent his way. The sweat poured off of his body, soaking his jeans and making his t-shirt stick to his body. His shaggy brown hair was matted back in his drenched ball cap. Covered in dust and grime from head to toe, the...

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Satisfying My Jiju With My Youth For His Hardness

After the last story and your encouraging feedback, I thought to come up with an all English language story for my readers. This goes back to the summer time after my sister’s marriage when I was 24 yrs old and went to my her place after completing my master’s course. My sister told me lot of things about jiju some of which were: “Your jiju likes me a lot, your jiju compliments me for every style of dress and hairstyle I wear, your jiju loves me a lot, your jiju brings me new clothes almost...

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Since My Early Youth

Since My Early Youth By Susie Hoare Since my early youth (prepubescent) I had an interest in dressing as a girl and also an interest in having my bottom spanked. I used to play a game with my younger sister in which I would dress in her clothes, and we would be two girls. However even at that early age of 7 or 8, I used to like pretending to be a stripper doing a strip tease. I never had my bottom spanked or caned as a child but I loved comics where spankings were shown and I...

3 years ago
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Fountain of Youth Best Laid Plans

Fountain of Youth - Best Laid Plans By Shawna Hello, my name is Danny Ford. I am a research biologist in my mid- twenties, having achieved my doctorate at the age of 20. I have recently made a breakthrough with my formula designed to regress age - a virtual fountain of youth. If I'm as successful as I believe I will be, my discovery will make my distant relative Henry Ford's fame and fortune pale in comparison! This breakthrough will enable...

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My YouthChapter 7 Goon and Ragdoll

This and other stories by me are wholly true. Sometimes, and only sometimes, names are changed to protect the people involved. These stories are from my past and no doubt, some of the characters have gone on to lives of their own which may or may not have been affected by the accounts written here. Where do I begin? As an author of adult paranormal romance books, you’d think I could pull from some of these true stories for fuel in my writing. But you know what? I’ve never done that. Yes,...

2 years ago
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My YouthChapter 2 Youth Part 1

Ah, how to begin? Let me fill you in on a little background of my troubled youth:) I started younger than a lot of my peers. You see, due to a lot of emotional problems with my bitch mother growing up, I was ‘forced’ into early puberty at the tender age of eight. Now, that might not seem like too bad a deal, but we had a neighborhood gang [Some neighborhood, in a town of 250 people. What few kids there were numbered about six living in town and another 10 or so living on farms. My first...

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Xena Versus The Spartans

It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...

4 years ago
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At the youth club

I was 21 and had just left the army after a bad accident meant me being medically discharged. I decided I would volunteer to work at my old schools youth club. One night we were running an all night disco and I went for a patrol of the school grounds to ensure nothing untoward was happening. One of the girls at the youths asked if she could come with me for some fresh air.We walked about for a couple of minutes chatting then sat on a wall and continued talking. We went silent for a bit and she...

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Mrs Cranes Fountain of Youth 6

Mrs. Crane’s Fountain of Youth By Don Abdul ©2011 PART SIX: A Private Party (Appetizers) On her way home from another successful day of work, Shirley needed a boost from the loneliness that had dogged her for the past week. Jamal had been so busy at college he hadn’t been spending any time in her bed. She was so desperately horny, lonely and a little downcast too, and so she decided to do some lingerie shopping at an adult shop she had discovered just about the same time she had...

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Youth becomes man with older woman

I grew up in a low income family living in a small country town. Travelling anywhere was rare and a luxury for us. Accommodation was always with relatives or friends in the places we visited. My memories of holidays and travel are of sleeping on couches, sharing beds, or mattresses on the living room floor. Growing up in a small hick town had given me fairly sheltered upbringing and very little exposure to the wide world. One year, shortly after my sixteenth birthday, a family emergency saw a...

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JUAN or The Youth Health Control Program

JUAN or The Youth Health Control Program. By Angel Fouco A devious woman dominates young boys and girls and makes them fullfill her sexual phantasies. (F+/m, F+/f, F+/f+m+, M/m, M+F+/f, humil, cons) Main Characters: Ana C?rdova In?s Ju?rez, a female Doctor Mariana Garc?a, assistant secretary Juan Cuadrado Casilda Cuadrado, his sister Several others from the neighborhood Chapter 1: The health program Ana C?rdova, was a stout, short woman of around forty five years old. She was like the ruler over...

4 years ago
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The Osaka Riders of Glorious Youth Part 1

by Vincent Part 1 Every spring I take the ferry from Osaka to Tokushima to let loose my Ducati Hyperstrada on the winding mountain roads of Shikoku. I look forward to this trip all year. It's pure "me time." The roads of Shikoku are kept in excellent condition as a way to support rural communities, even though very few cars use them. The scenery they travel through is stunningly beautiful, steep pine covered mountains and snow fed lakes. Spring adds the extra element of wild cherry...

2 years ago
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The Fountain of Youth Ch 00 Prologue

I deleted this a while ago. Was a bit frightened. Now I’m putting it back up with some changes. This is (likely) a three part series of stories. ***** The year 2016 was an extraordinary year. It was a year of chaos and confusion. Fear and fervour were the emotions of the time. Bombastic and hardline attitudes became the norm of politicians. Common people entrenched themselves within their own worldviews, clashing with those who differed even slightly. To an outsider — and many insiders — it...

3 years ago
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Mrs Cranes Fountain of Youth 6

Mrs. Crane’s Fountain of Youth By Don Abdul ©2011 PART SIX: A Private Party (Appetizers) On her way home from another successful day of work, Shirley needed a boost from the loneliness that had dogged her for the past week. Jamal had been so busy at college he hadn’t been spending any time in her bed. She was so desperately horny, lonely and a little downcast too, and so she decided to do some lingerie shopping at an adult shop she had discovered just about the same time she had started...

3 years ago
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The Fountain of Youth

I had a semi-regular client named Jonathan. He was in his early fifties, and kept himself fit and smelling pretty good (those things matter, trust me). His wishes were pretty vanilla – i.e., he’d hire me for a couple of hours and we would have pretty basic sex, running through most of the common positions and things that a man and woman can do to and for each other. He always enjoyed himself enormously and I liked him a lot. He often remarked that I was very good at it. As he got to know me...

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I am the Fountain of Youth Pt 1

On the morning of my 18th birthday, my mother sat me down for a talk in our living room. “Jack, have you noticed the girls looking at you differently over the last couple of months?” I had. All the women in my family had begun to treat me a little more playfully over the last couple of months. They looked at me with a strange new curiosity, and they tried to find more opportunities to hug me or place a hand on my shoulder. “Now that you bring it up, they’ve been more affectionate these...

3 years ago
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Laura and her Youth Minister Chapter 5

I can empathize with the characters, but legally cannot condone sexual relations between a minor and an adult. Laura and her Youth Minister Chapter 5 Laura was dressed and waiting by the street. She was in a good mood. The little exercise she had got in before drifting to sleep the night before had done a lot to clear the sexual tension that had been growing in her. Sometimes it wasn’t so easy, sometimes she had to keep after it until she hit upon something that did the trick,...

4 years ago
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Laura and her Youth Minister Chapter 4

I can empathize with the characters, but legally cannot condone sexual relations between a minor and an adult. Laura and her Youth Minister CHAPTER 4 Laura was waiting on the porch at 6 AM. She had arisen at 5 and got ready and dressed. Last night she had spent several hours trying on her new bikini, and trying different tops and makeup, shoes, nail polish with it, looking for the right combination of innocent sexy for her needs. She had bought one she knew her Dad wouldn’t give...

1 year ago
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Laura and her Youth Minister Chapter 3

I can empathize with the characters, but legally cannot condone sexual relations between a minor and an adult. Laura and her Youth Minister Chapter 3 Laura rode her bike to the church. The day was pretty, but fall wasn’t far off. She thought about the upcoming weekend. Tomorrow they had their end of the summer bash planned. A couple of hours over to the closest water park for a day of splashing, fellowship and eating. Like the new top she was wearing, she had gone shopping for...

4 years ago
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Memories of a Mortician Part 8 Last BathElectric Youth

Year: 2011 Name:J.L Age: 23 Cause of Death: Asphyxiation due to drowning Other Injuries: Light chemical burns near nose and mouth area caused by chloroform. Torn vagina and hymen from sexual assault. Time between death and delivery to mortician: 14hrs Notes: Pic 1 A young woman has just finished dressing up for her dinner date with her boyfriend. Suddenly, the serial killer known as the ‘Kosmetics Killer’ (refer to earlier case ‘A Bad Idea’) broke into her house. He chloroformed and...

3 years ago
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Stories of my youth Chapter 15 New Years Day

Stories of my Youth Chapter 15 – New Year’s DayDespite how late I had got to sleep I was up at seven-thirty. By eight o’clock I was showered and dressed so sat out the front of the unit eating my toast and drinking my coffee not wanting to wake Linda and Jatz up. I watched all the cars going past on the way down to the celebrations at the beach.I didn’t recognize many of the people in the cars but then I saw one that I did recognize. It was Sue. She sat in the back of a car. The middle-aged...

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Youth Driven Passion Part 1

Coming home wasn't an easy choice for Alan. He hated that after doing so well at his writing career, he had to come back here. North Carolina was supposed to be his past. Now he was standing in front of the same house he had tried so hard to leave. He was angry with himself already. As he pulled his bags out of the trunk, he tried to remember why he was back. Then he remembered it all. His friend, Aaron, was running a youth group with their old church. He needed help. And Alan needed to...

3 years ago
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Contest entry Bonds of youth

Right, without any further delay, I present my entry to ejls' contest ^_^ Bonds of youth Turning my head with a painfully deep sigh, I run my fingers through my thick, hazel brown hair. I look out of the window, gazing down upon the well kept college grounds from the perch of the third floor of the tower block. I can feel the boredom take a tight grasp over my mind, wishing that I could lie on the fields and just soak in all the sunlight. The exams had ended a few weeks ago and I...

2 years ago
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Reformed Youth

Attempted rape His name was Steve, Steve Pincardo, age 17. Steve was on his way to the most notorious Youth Offenders Centre in the country. Pachem Hole or Hall by its proper title. He was being sent there for one reason, he was a teen sex offender, one whose traits would not, could not be curbed by anything but Pachem Hole. Pachem Hole had a reputation for changing even the worst deviant teens that were sent there in the space of a few months in residence. How? Well no one outside new and the...

3 years ago
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Youth Soccer

Mekala instantly caught my eye and probably the eye of every man there. She was just so energetic and vibrant. She ran down the edge of the soccer field and then did three back flips in a row to the amazement of all those watching her. As I watched her practice I realized that she was very good at soccer too. She was thirteen years old and much better built than the rest of the girls out on the field. This was the first day of practice for the fifth and sixth graders. Mekala was a sixth...

1 year ago
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I am the Fountain of Youth Pt 1

Introduction: This is my first story, and its the first in a series. Let me know if youd like me to continue It wasnt until I was in my mid teens that I started to wonder why the women in my family never seemed to get any older. As a kid, they just looked like adults to me. Even my sisters who were in their early twenties. That age, to a kid, still just looks like an adult. But when I turned 14 I started to wonder – are you guys not aging? I started to ask questions. My mom, who was 46...

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Mrs Cranes Fountain of Youth 2

Mrs. Crane’s Fountain of Youth By Don Abdul (c) 2011 PART TWO: In the Beginning ….It had been hard to tell exactly what the problem was but despite the fact that Shirley had been lucky in life generally, she gradually sank into despair. Not even her blessings of a healthy son who had just gone off to college, a loving husband, relative wealth and a great group of friends could ease her suffering. She even saw a shrink once who had explained to her that she was merely going through a mid life...

1 year ago
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The Arrogance of Youth

THE ARROGANCE OF YOUTH The year was 1993 and it was the best and worst of times. The best in that I was young, free and single. mortgages, commitment, financial uncertainty and the concept of ‘fitting in’ were like distant fictional concepts to me. Cheap booze, acid, badly rolled joints and unprotected sex were the reality. It was the worst of times in that faceless club-land dance anthems replete with jingly electric piano intros and moronic sampled vocals were the soundtrack to my every step....

3 years ago
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Troubled Youth

Troubled Youth By Miss Anonna It was an hour drive down to the river but I was ready to go with a cooler full of wine, towels, bathing suit and chair that makes lying in the sun so easy. When I turned onto River road I knew I’d be there half an hour from now and already my tight shorts were riding up my ass and I was getting antsy. About 10 minutes on the winding road I noticed an older SUV on the side with the flashers going and figured someone probably ran out of gas. The station was further...

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