She kissed my lips and licked around my mouth. “Mmm, I taste good, don’t I?” she laughed. “A fair exchange?” I Hairy asked. “The fairest!” she replied, laughing again. She glanced at the cowgirl bedside clock and sighed. “I guess I’d better get moving. I must get home before my husband gets back or he’ll wonder where I’ve been all night.” Prologue: This is a story of discovery. It centers on some young teens riding with little sexual experience other than a natural exploration of their individual bodies. They have reached a point of comfort with self (but private) masturbation but are still easily embarrassed by anyone knowing even this much about them. The story is written in a way that people who grew up in the seventies might remember their own adventures into sexual activity. The parents in this story are pretty liberal and supportive when learning of their children's puberty or the natural feelings that they have. There is honest teenage angst, worry, excitement and love. I hope you enjoy this series. It is both sweet and at times humorous. This Sonya interracial is an eight part story. If you would like more, let me know. First Look - Part 1 - Daryl Daryl sat on his bed and looked out at the neat yards across the road. He was a little bored and was contemplating whether to ride to town or just ride around in general. It was summer. His friends were off on vacations for at least two weeks and maybe longer. His own parents were working class and as unusual as it was in the 70's, his mom worked too. She didn't when he was too young to look after himself, but when he was older, she was off to work. His family indian needed the money. He was now 14 and used to being on his own. During the summer, and living out of town a ways didn't make for a lot to do. There were neighbors around, and he kept busy with chores, but sometimes he got a bit lonely. He would ride his bike down the road and just kind of look around to see other people once in a while. Cindy lived at the end of the cul-de-sac and she was his age. Cindy was nice enough, but he thought she was more interested in older boys. She had more noticeable boobs than many other girls her age, a nice slim waist and long blondish brown hair. She kind of carried herself more like a woman than a girl. She was quiet and kept to herself a lot. He thought she was kinda stuck-up and a bit intimidating, but at least she was someone to talk too once in awhile. Valerie gave a frustrated groan, snatched her mobile and took the call. I hear it from Dakota all the time that she sees the way we look at each other, more like lovers than play partners,” I say to her. Lindsey kept this up for a couple minutes. When I came down from my high I opened my eyes and saw a couple of young men just in front of Hairy me, looking down at my open vagina and anus. She closed her eyes and seemed to just be appreciated his touch. One day I get a text asking for an order of pot brownies from someone I interracial had sold to already. Very rude." I mean Jim, Kim loves making love to a woman as much as a man and she's good at it. That was all it took, and in just a few more seconds he grunted that he was going to come. before and hasn't seen anything there. One of her hands then was activating my member and my one finger was slightly up her ass. He needs me!” “Yes, we are,” purred Karissa. *****************************End of chapter 5********************* Being exposed in front of Madison was a lot to handle considering I had no idea this would be happening tonight. Milo thought she looked like a model. As I went indian riding and got the package I told him that I hoped that it wasn’t a thong with sides that he’d undo as Sonya soon as he got the chance. Katie cried out as the cum filling up her cowgirl pussy sent her into a violent orgasm. I go in and out a little as I enjoy the best orgasm of my life! We’re trying the best we can. We'll head on to our appointment with Goodyear," getting up from the table. During that day I don’t know why but I couldn’t stop thinking about Emily and how she looked last night at the bar. Fern walked the short distance to Mike and sat facing him. I wasn’t convinced and caught a couple of boys looking at my legs.