Teen Female


Interactions With The Neighbours: Part 3

Zack and I wake at the same time, his morning hard on pushing firmly against my stomach. My hand goes to it and I slowly jerk him off, he responds by trying to pleasure me. I stop him and make it clear that would have to wait until tomorrow, today my body belongs to Stacy. He leans back and enjoys the sensation between his legs; he orgasms hard and the cum trickles down my stomach and over my pussy. We meet Stacy in the shower and I notice that she was appraising the bite marks on Zack's body. I smile at her and bare my teeth. We take a light breakfast then make our way to the garage. It houses my pride and joy, a double sybian.

Going solo but not alone.

Woody Allen quote: "Don't knock masturbation; it's sex with someone I love" has a deep resonance with me. I am Katie LaSalle and I am studying Social Anthropology at Uni. It is fair to say that I am addicted to sex and have been so for a long time. I enjoy fucking boys and girls or if the opportunity arises both at the same time. However nothing beats making love to myself. Anything from a quick wank in the toilet to a long ride on my Sybian. Saturday is a special day for me. I make quick visit to the hairdresser and the local shops to buy any supplies I need, then the rest of the day is for myself. Twelve long hours of me time.

Interactions with the neighbours: Part 2

I have already mentioned, I inherited my house from my Uncle, along with his extensive library of erotic literature and his 'Cabinet of Curiosities' a true sadists delight. Zack and Stacy, who live one house along have already savoured what I have to offer. Once is never enough and they have pestering me to allow them to try out my hobby room. I must admit I am excited as they are by the prospect. The opportunity has finally arisen. Their mother is going away on five-day conference. Being sixteen and Seventeen respectively she considers Zack and Stacy to be old enough to be left on their own. In fact they will be staying with me for seventy-two hours. We have been planning for a week now.

A surprise visit: Parisian Chaperone, part 2

Monday 13th September: I have been back in school for a week now. Year 13 is when it gets serious, university applications and then the A-levels; I am studying French, Russian, Latin and History. I have returned to school determined to do very well. This has not gone down well with some of my friends, but my teacher's are most impressed. Thursday 16th September: I met with my tutor today to discuss my university applications. She began by saying now pleased she was that I was now taking my studies so seriously. We then turned to the business in hand, which was applications for university...

The Relaxation Part 2

It wasn't that Kismet was addicted to shopping for sex toys. That wasn't it at all. She was just one of those people you could easily suggest things to. You hand her a certain toy and give her the highlights on what it could do and 9 times out of 10 she'd be walking out of the shop with bag in hand, mind filled with ideas of what was to come. The Internet just provided a whole new way for Kismet to research and shop whenever she was in the mood for an addition to the collection she kept in a small chest under her bed. These sites had product specifications, pictures and - most importantly - customer reviews. Those were her downfall.

The Relaxation

There's something to be said about a whirlpool tub, a glass of champagne and the sound of jazz on the radio. That was all Kismet could think about as she turned the water on as hot as she could stand it, staring at the flow cascading into the tub for a moment before starting to get ready. It had been a very long week, not one she wanted to repeat anytime soon. A business trip gone terribly wrong and a serious reprimand from her boss had left her overstressed in a very underpaid career and she knew if she didn't do something for herself, she'd probably lose her mind very soon. Steam was rising from the tub now and she moved to pour in some scented oil, taking a deep breath and smiling.

Interaction With The Neighbours: Part1

I consider myself to be a very fortunate person; at the age of nineteen I own my own house. I inherited from my Uncle, along with an extensive library of erotic literature (most of it is simply porn) and what is probably one of the largest private collections of implements designed to cause pain. It is a nice house too, detached with three bedrooms, a living room, a dinning room and a kitchen to die for. It also has a good size study, which I have converted into a hobby room, you will find at more about my hobbies later. The garden is a dream and I spend hours in it. Mainly indulging in nude sunbathing. By the way my name is Suzie.

Parisian Chaperone

Extracts from Sarah's diaryThursday 10th June: Today is a red-letter day it is my seventh birthday. My parents have let on that my main present is to be a holiday to Paris, France. It is meant to be a mixture of learning and fun. Friday 25th June: The arrangements for my holiday to Paris have been finalised. I am to stay with the daughter of some family friends. Her name is Lily and she is studying French Literature at the Sorbonne. She lives in a one bedroom flat so I will not have the privacy I enjoy at home. Still I expect I will have to share a room at Uni so it will be a good preparation.

Holidaying with a school friend: Part 1

It was the last day of the summer term and I was full of the holiday spirit. In less than a weeks time parents and I were off to the Caribbean for a two-week break. For the last few days I have been talking about nothing else. Friend in my form must of getting fed up with me; I am sure Cora was and told me as much.

Holiday Romance

My name is Nicole and I live on a houseboat with my parents and my Brother Alex. Our family is naturist in inclination and we spend as much time naked as we can. Alex has one of the most beautiful bodies I have ever seen, blond with jade green eyes and a sharp angular face. His torso is sun bronzed and toned to perfection, he has such a cute pert bum. He has a cock to die for, long, cut and of considerable length, it dribbles pre cum when ever he is sexually excited, which happens to be most of the time.