Female / Girl

I fucking hate Christmas,” Piper muttered with disgust to herself. She kicked one of the packages under the gaily-decorated tree. When she heard something break, she laughed bitterly. The holidays had sneaked up on her. Piper was 14 year old, and Christmas no longer held the magic for her that it once had “Fuck Christmas!” she cursed. “Who the hell needs it!” It was all such a big hassle. The family togetherness was driving Piper straight up the wall. Though it was cool that her Aunt Chloe was visiting, Chloe was the sexiest of all her mother’s sisters. Being the youngest...

Wow! Uncle Dave just asked me to go out with him and his new girlfriend! The idea had me fairly dancing around my room. I mean, I just turned 13 and most guys didn't even look at me twice. I was skinny and except for puffy nipples, I was flat as a pancake still. So, I guess I was maybe fantasizing about going on a real date. Uncle Dave was kinda good looking, you know, for an older guy. And, he had messed around with my pussy for a few years now. He had not put his cock in me, but...

It was a pleasant evening. I was chatting with my friends on the net. I was extremely happy that day. I had just cleared an interview and was given a $20000 monthly salary job. It was a day for celebration. When my mom will get back home, we will go for celebration……………………………. I am Lizzie (Holmes brother, no need to hide my name, Holmes is not my brother’s real name). I am a 24 year girl, blonde, average height, extremely fair (got my fucking dad’s color), blue eyes, firm and steady 32-D tits (I like to say it short) and without...

Hello, my name is Hannah; I am 37years old Hispanic wife who is 5'5, and 121 lbs. I have 32C breasts, and a size 2 waist with a nice hourglass figure, and perfect apple shaped ass that me, and my husband both adore. I live in a nice sized house with a home gym which me, and my husband work out with to keep fit, he makes a fortune off the stock market so I never have to work, and he's always home which is good for us, and our little girl Heather. She is a spitting image of me, her...

Part 2 Christine continued to show Serena around the school. Serena was glad she came to this school. It had all she needed and she could get. Christine held Serena’s hand as they walked to the next class, which was literature with Ms. Karen. Ms. Karen was a short woman with white blonde hair. She had on a black pencil skirt and a white ruffle blouse. “Hello Ms. Karen” Christine said as she closed the door. “Hello Christine. Who is this?” Ms. Karen said looking at Serena. Ms. Karen looked to proper and stern to be that kind of teacher, Serena...

I walked right by her noticing she had looked my way. I saw her outfit, how tight it was. The material clung to her full frame like second skin and that made me peek her way a second time. She continued her conversation playfully licking her lips and glancing my way.  I pretended not to see her as her hair swept her shoulder while her head nodded.  I don’t have time for any more hook-ups I thought heading to my seat. I just wanted to eat dinner in peace and contemplate this last hookup. I am so tired of men leaving...