A couple of college guys decide to go to the races on the weekend to meet girls, get drunk, and get laid. They hook-up with some female friends, and the sex is hot, heavy, and often! Road head? Check. Group sex? Check? Teen sex? Check. True story? Mostly check! A huge amount of sex, and a pretty decent short story too!
I'm 14 years old and I accept a ride with the same English teacher I used to let look up my dresses in class when I was younger. Except now I have breasts and a puss that needs to be touched. And we're alone in his car.
In a Hole in an Arse there lived a Fockit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet Hole, filled with the ends of turds and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy Hole with nothing about it worth eating or slobbering at: it was a Fockit Hole, and that means comfort.
An enterprising woman finds a way to sell her breast milk to clients, straight from the breast. Along the way, she finds new (and remunerative) ways to expand her business, and collects a stable of willing girls to help her meet her clients' demands. No harm, no foul, just "a zillion orgasms" and plenty of satisfied customers! Here's her story.
"Ok, I admit it. I wanted a son. My first and only child was a girl." My tomboy daughter turns decidedly all girl on me. Our adventures in Alaska,seduced by my teen daughter.
After six dry months, he's seriously pent up, and can hardly think when his lovely, tomboy friend Alex visits. Lucky for him, Alex knows just how to help him out, as long as they stick to one simple rule: if they don't put it in, it's not 'real' sex.