I had been by the old house a hundred times, on my way back and forth to school. It belonged to old lady Harris, who lived there all alone. She was about years old or close to that and always said hi to me, when Id walk by and she was out in her yard. It was on one of these times that it happened. I was on my way home from school and she stopped me, as I was walking by and asked me to go to the little market on the corner for her and get her some milk

It was just getting dark, when I was coming out of the supermarket and a nice looking lady, called me over and asked me, if Id help her get her groceries to her car. When I said, " Sure " she gave me the nicest smile and I started pushing her cart, thru the parking lot. She was walking ahead of me and I couldnt help but notice, how her hips were churning and swinging back and forth. Causing the blood to go to certain parts of my body and make me proud, that I was a boy. I may have only been a almost year old boy but I had the cock of a full grown man or so some of the girls

This is more about the old man that paid the young boy ., to work out in his backyard and ended up sucking him. So, if that bothers you, please go read another story. Because I cant change what happened. The little old man, that had paid me ., to work out in his backyard. Only lived about blocks from me. So it was really easy, to get on my bike and ride over there. A ride that would get easier and easier, each time I took it.

Paul couldnt get over the feel of his aunts pretty pussy, as it gripped at his huge cock, as it was working back and forth in her. She had been like a teenager again, as she had ridden on it, faster and faster. Until it had finally squirted his " boy cum " up into her, to remember him by. " Oh," she remembered him alright, how could she forget. His huge cock had left her torn and bruised, raw and swollen.

This is a story about a young boys " Urge " to feel and taste the pale yellow stream, coming from a girl or a boy. So, if that upsets you, please go read another story. I can remember the first time that I saw another person peeing. It was another boy from my school and we were walking home and all of a sudden, he said, " I gotta pee real bad " and went into the first vacant lot with tall weeds, that we came to.

Gloria was a little girl, that I met in a bar, where she worked as a waitress. She was really cute and thats why I couldnt understand, why she was attracted to me. After all, she could have had anybody in the bar anybody in the whole town for that matter but she picked me. Go figure. Gloria had what they call the Hour glass figure. Perfect, to say the least. Even though her titties were kinda tiny a, they matched the rest of her perfectly.

She was standing there with nothing on but her black thong panties and she had her little hands under her titties, cupping them and pushing them up. To make them bigger, I guess. She was only years old but had the body of an year old, something that would cause her nothing but trouble, as time went on. But for now, she loved it and so did all of the boys at school. Me being one of them too, to be honest. Seeing her standing there, with nothing on but her thong panties, I could feel my dick starting to get harder and harder and I wanted her,

This is a story about an old black shoeshine man that takes a young white boy home with him that hes picked up hitchhiking. So, if that bothers you, please go read another story. Because I cant change it. I was maybe years old and hitchhiking, when it happened. The old car pulled up and sitting inside was the old he looked almost but I guess that that was because I was so young black shoeshine man, that worked

This is a story about a huge black woman, that coaxed a young white boy into licking on her, while she peed. So, if that turns you off, please go read another story. We used to have an older black woman that came to our house to wash clothes for us and her name was Ethel. She was around - maybe older and healthy as an ox or however you want to call it. I couldnt believe that she was going that strong, especially since she

This is a story about an old whiteman, that coaxes a young boy into going down on him. So, If that bothers you, please go read another story because I cant change what happened. Here it is....... I was years old and hitchhiking one day when a car pulled up and an old man - told me to get in. He looked like one of my school teachers, so I felt safe, whatever that means. He did have a girly magazine laying across his lap and I did think that that was a little