Teen Female


Meeting of minds

He padded into the room, paused and glanced at the people, who stared back at him with baleful looks. The room held three strangers; his mistress and a fourth, shadowy figure in an alcove that he couldn't quite make out. His olfactory senses informed him of the charged atmosphere. Mingled with the familiar aroma of sex and pheromones was apprehension, even a little fear. The perfumes worn by them did little to hide the musk of sweat and aroused glandular activity. His nose told him of these things, it never lied. Two women sat on the red leather settee. A blond haired woman, dressed in some sort of loose gown printed in gaudy colours sat nearest the door. She it was exuded the apprehension.

My first time

"Ah, I remember it like it was yesterday". The old dog lowered his greying muzzle onto his forepaws, eyes unfocused and milky with cataracts. His ears hung like limp washing, a sigh escaped from relaxed jowls as he recalled the memories. What had been brick-red fur was now faded, but offered warmth and protection to the young pup, who listened and waited for his mentor to relate the tale. "We were a family pack in those days, an Alpha male and Female, a male who had seen about ten seasons, a female of about twelve seasons and an older female who had seen perhaps sixteen or so. We lived someplace else then, in a huge house out in the country with loads of land and trees.

Painted Student

Lunch time in the refectory can be hectic. Students and staff share the same facilities, queuing for hot meals or paninis and coffee. It isn't the largest room in the college so, the tables and chairs can become precious, especially when they are pulled out of their serried ranks into group patterns so friends can socialize while they eat.Today was just like any other at lunch; hectic. The place heaved with a mass of young people whose voices joined in a cacophony of noise. The smell of food being cooked and coffee wafted on a warm breeze that circulated the canteen.The scrape of a chair on the herring-bone parquet flooring drew a glance from me, focusing my attention for a brief moment.

Rambo

Oh! Fuck this, thought Rambo. Rain was hitting him like miniature scythes, bouncing off of his head and back, running into his eyes, dripping of his black and white coat, matting his fur into sodden strands that looked like a Rastafarian hair do. A cold wind kept blasting him from any directions it felt like and it was as much as he could do to keep from shivering to bits. The weather wasn't the worst of his problems though. The flock of belligerent, bastard sheep that were as pissed off with the rain and cold as Rambo was, just would not do anything he tried to lead them into. A limited vocabulary of understanding, after a fashion, can be established between a sheep dog and his charges.

Suzanne's lesson

"What is it this time Suzanne?""I was caught smoking in the toilets, Sir." She stood in front of his desk, one hip thrust forward, deliberately provocatively. Mr. French sighed in resignation of an on-going and unfathomable problem. It seemed that he and this particular young lady were having these chastisement meetings rather more frequently than he would like. "Adopt the position."Suzanne was a problem, a constant problem. At Saint Agnes School for girls, she was the misfit. Her teen head carried knowledge that was, by far, much too knowing for her years.

My Birthday

This was going to be such a great night. Mom and dad were taking me and my boyfriend, Jason, out to dinner for my birthday. Dad said we could go to that super great Italian place called Iliano's, totally expensive. Mom told me to wear something nice cause it was a fancy place so I was going to wear my new blue spaghetti strap dress, I thought it was cool wearing something with spaghetti straps to an Italian place. I was showering, washing my long blonde hair with the new shampoo I got for my birthday. The water was so hot running over my shoulders and tits and back down over my pussy. As I lathered my hair one of my hands cuped my tit.

How Am I Supposed To Get A Job When Me Dick Won't Stay Down?

My balls. Every day I get these sexy tingles in my balls. My balls, they feel dead sexy. It's coz they're full of cum, innit? My balls, they move around in my ballbag like they got a fucking life of their own. My sexy balls. They feel dead sexy coz I shave 'em, keep 'em nice and smooth. And I shave the hairs round my dick. Smooth dick, smooth balls. Smooth between my balls and my arsehole. Since I started shaving my pubes, my balls and my cock have felt well fucking sexy. My dick, swear down, it's up and down all day - on the bus, on the park bench, in the bus shelter, in the bookies, down the pub, even when I'm sitting on the sofa and my Mum and Dad are in the room watching the telly.

My First Babysitting Job

I was babysitting my young cousins one night at my Father's cousin's house. I babysat for them occasionally and was excited about making some of my own money. The kids were in bed and I was bored and tired, watching T.V.. Michael, the Dad came home and said he was just there to change clothes and then go out again to meet his wife. He came into the living room where I was sitting and asked me a few questions about my day. He asked me to play a quick game of backgammon and I thought that was nice of him. Michael was the husband of my father's cousin. He always seemed really nice. We played a game and talked.

Believing Her Bullshit

Guys, you think you have had more sexual partners than your lady, certainly no fewer. If you have a seven inch cock or bigger, you are sure she has had none bigger. If you have six inches or less, you truly believe that size doen't matter. You've heard the stories that start with: "I've never done that before." or: "I've only done that once before." Or, "No, we never did, we were just good friends." Come on, be honest, you know it's bullshit You believe this because this is exactly what she has told you. That's what Cindy told me.

The Game

My day started off like all the others, cleaning and doing laundry. My boredom was really starting to drive me insane. I had today off work, while my boyfriend was gone. Nothing to do, not even any hot action between our sheets. My pussy ached with the normal need for attention. I could always use my jack rabbit like I did for just these occasions, but I wanted a real dick. I could already feel the hot, thick, smooth cock as it slid inside my tight opening. But, I knew that would have to wait. I only had a few hours to go, so I decided to play some solitary. A couple of hours went by and I heard my boyfriend's car pull in the driveway. My pussy screamed for him to take it.