youth sex story
The obvious evidence of sex was all over her. Her face had crusty cum stains on it. Her hair was matted with gobs of drying cum and her thighs were spotted with white patches of drying cum. She whimpered in her sleep. Normally, the sight of a near naked woman would have aroused him. After all, he was a 19-year-old male that loved the opposite sex. But the sight of this woman only caused him to become angry.
I grinned, when I listened to the sounds, coming from my sisters room. They were the noises she always made, when she was in there, “busy” with herself. I licked my lips. Lets see how shes going to wiggle out of this one, the little slut, I thought, and gripped the door handle tight. With a quick, decisive push, I threw her door open wide, loudly entering her room. “Hey sis!” I called, sending her reeling in her chair. I had to admire her, she was sneaky. With one smooth motion she flung something underneath her bed and sat a little contorted in her chair, as if to cover something up. “Whatre you doing?” I asked.
Webster faced the future bleakly. He lay on the bed listening to the party downstairs. His wife Chloes friends, brother Lucass friends. Eventually, the friends would drift happy and drunken away. Then Lucas would bring her up to the master bedroom and the fucking would begin.
I lay down as she straddles me backwards. She starts riding her dick, and I can feel her tightening her muscles as she goes up and releasing them when she goes down. All I hear is her wetness splashing on my legs.
I lay there on my back as my son hovers over his mother and points this newly fresh and hardened meat to once again push and enter his mother for a time again. I shake now as I feel around and hold his ass cheeks as if to aim our lust to and fro. Once again I am completely his as inch after inch re-enters me…
The alarm clock was blaring, as Jessie woke. Lukahs arm still around her waist. Their bodies stuck together and the sheets still damp from the nectar of their passion just a few hours…
It was a dirty little secret that filled her with both guilt and wild excitement. She had what she had to admit was an real addiction. Not to drugs or alcohol or shopping, but to something else. Something vastly more shameful. but a thing she would never give up. For Colleen was addicted to being fucked, and most especially by big thick cocks, in particular Arab ones.
I felt her hand rub between my legs and over my mound to my clit and feeling the touch of anther person for the first time, my hips rose to meet it instinctively. She then began to smear the warm wax all over my pubic hair smoothing it out and touching my clit again and again as she smiled at me.
Kenneth Monroe is a handsome African-American teenager who begins an affair with his best friends mother. Alley never expected to take a lover, let alone her sons best friend, but when she sees his enormous black cock for the first time, she is drawn to its magnetic energy, and she craves it in a way she can’t explain…
He lifted with me with ease and placed me on the bed on my knees, shuffling off my dress in the process, ackowledging me as a dirty slut when he noticed my lack of underwear. He leaned back as if to admire the busty curvy figure that kneeled in front of him still wearing heels.
Paulette was just coming home. She was tired of such a long day from work, and she hoped to be able to have a peaceful night. She had been unable to get comfortable in her own home for at least a week. This is because her husband Craig had been unusually horny in the past month. At first, Paulette enjoyed the attention she had been getting from Craig but wondered where the extra libido had been coming from. But then, he needed to have sex twice a day. When that was not enough, he would bang her three times in a row.
This story is about my first real life experience, how I met the first female of my life in an online chat room, which paved way into real meetings and my first sexual experience
Suddenly, there was a loud bang. I could feel myself losing control of the car and I swerved, trying to avoid letting the soft shoulder suck me too far into the ditch. At last the car stopped my foot heavy on the brake. For a few minutes, I just sat in the drivers seat, gasping for breath and tightly gripping the steering wheel, as I tried to compose myself. Then, as my breathing stabilized I slowly started to get out of the car.
Theres only one thing that I am not looking forward to seeing my mother. Let me explain; I love my mother and we have a great relationship. I enjoy spending time with her as much as I do with some of my own friends. But recent events have kept me from fully enjoying seeing her upon my return.
Last time I saw my sister she was just a kid. Now, back for the funeral and there she was nineteen and a fucking little vixen. I barely recognised her. Tight little leather skirt, high heeled cavalier boots. She was just as spoilt mind, just as spoilt…
Thinking the night was going to be a bust, I was in the ladies room by nine fifteen and Paige had been right. There was a glory hole in the last booth. I was disappointed because it was cut in the wall where you couldn’t set on the commode. You had to kneel to get to the cocks. I could hear someone in the other stall so I stuck my finger in the hole. He must have been waiting because my finger was barely in the before there was a hard cock sticking through the hole. Six inches of virile teenage cock vibrating with power and begging to be sucked. I gathered up my courage and leaned nearer the wall. I was a bit apprehensively as I took the cock into my mouth.