Giving Good Head 1 year ago - 1,100 words - Giving Good Head, or How I Learn To Stop Worrying And Love The Cock. I love cock. I just do. To me, there is nothing more exciting then making out a bit and suddenly feeling something hot and hard pressed against you. I love unzipping jeans and letting the monster spring up. I love touch, playing, poking, pulling, stroking, and most of all blowing a good hard cock. The following is just a short list of tips and tricks to try to get you to love cock like me.
Secret Diary Of Toby Wilson (part 9) – See all parts 10 months ago - 1,100 words - Mr. Grant rubbed his eyes as staring into the fire had finally dried them out. He poked the fire with a stick and sighed. " Your very quiet tonight Michael" Said Sue Young rubbing Michaels shoulders. Sue was the Art teacher. Sue really liked Michael and hoped that being out in the lonely, dark countryside might spur Michael into doing something Michael turned and looked into Sues face.
Pride Comes Before A Fall (part 1) – See all parts 1 year ago - 1,100 words - Fifteen year old Harry Jackson was academically talented, theres absolutely no doubt about that. And he proved it when he participated in a television reality programme in which as part of a group of teenage boys and girls, he gave up his summer holidays to spend a month living in an authentic recreation of a typical English boarding school of the s. They had agreed that for one month they would accept the regime of s school uniforms, meals, discipline, lessons, and worst of all, sitting the stringent GCE
Paid In Full (part 1) – See all parts 1 year ago - 1,100 words - The boy is a fantastic zitherist." Smithers shook his head. "He needs a great deal of work to become a world-class zitherist. I dont think it would be worth it for me to try. I dont think he has the determination to be great." Smithers seemed to be enjoying my assimilation of real criticism, something I had never The best part, I thought, would be fantastic, zither instruction from a multiple, world champion. I was wrong. Over the rest of the weekend, I tried to put the whole sordid arrangement out of my mind. Daddy and I didnt talk about it. Several times, I considered canceling the deal, or just not showing up. But on Monday at precisely three p.m., zither in
Turbulence (part 47) – See all parts 1 year ago - 1,100 words - Al arrived at Carols hotel at : sharp. "Good morning, Carol." "Hi, Al, or should I say Layla?" quipped Carol. He blushed when she called him Layla, Carol noticed. She liked that! "First thing is that youve got to get rid of your leg and arm hair. Youll also have to shave your face and armpits. Ive put a good hair removal cream in the bathroom; its mild and shouldnt cause any skin discomfort, just follow the directions," explained Carol. "The robe in there is for you.
Louise (part 1) – See all parts 1 year ago - 1,100 words - The loud altercation between May and her daughter Louise had been going on for some minutes. Knowing Louises propensity for violence I opened the connecting gate between our gardens and crossed the lawn to Mays house. Two high pitched screams emanated from the kitchen and on passing the window I saw May leaning on the counter covering her hands covering face. I arrived at the front door just as it opened.
The Freshman 8 months ago - 1,100 words - It was inevitable. It was a tradition. And it was his turn. Jerry was led from the false protection of his friends to behind the stores. They had scattered, his friends did, when the seniors swarmed down on them. Jerry wasnt the only one caught. And heard the yelling as his friends were already getting what he was about to receive. "Bend over freshman" the order came loud and clear. Jerry could have tried to run away, but he was surrounded by the four of them...
Shall We Dance 11 months ago - 1,100 words - It was raining when Ryan got to school soaked to the bone. As he leaned against the brick wall, he slipped off his white sneakers, turned them upside down and dumped water into the nearby potted plant. His bangs looked stringy like limp noodles. "What a day for picture day," He said as he saw his white dress shirt, pants and sleeveless sweeter reflection in the office window. "Come on," Dotty called as she put her raincoat in her locker and fluffed her white dress with the puffy
Destinations And Desires (part 5) – See all parts 1 year ago - 1,200 words - Once Jareth was settled into Cleys tent, she and Braxlin moved about twenty feet into the woods and talked in low voices. "I do have a right to know where you were tonight because I was grabbed in the woods by someone unknown to me." Cley started the conversation with no subtleties. "Attacked? And you didnt see who? It could have been Jareth trying to scare you into his arms." Braxlin was not into having this conversation about where he had been. He didnt think it was anyones business but his own.
The Highwayman 10 months ago - 1,100 words - In the gathering gloom the highwayman could just make out the horse and carriage. And what a fine carriage it was. He pulled on his mask, checked his pistol and stepped out into the road. Halt! he cried. Who goes there? the startled coachman asked. Ive no time for questions. Hand over your valuables. the highway instructed. Pray sir, we have no valuables. I can but offer you my arse. Your arse? the highwayman queried.
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