Teenage Sissy Novels & Stories

MAKE ME BEG MADISON I look in the mirror at my ridiculously short, black dress and wonder for the millionth time what in the fuck I’m doing. I miss the comfort of my jeans and baggy sweatshirt. I prefer to hide behind my clothes, not strut around half naked on full display. I tug the thin fabric up, trying to cover my tits, but there’s no hiding them. Turning around, I peek over my shoulder and groan at how damn short the dress is. I bend over a little as a test and cringe at the way my pink panties are clearly visible, showing my little pussy in a scandalous peek-a-boo every time I move my hips.

He slid into her amazingly tight pussy and wondered instantly if his daughter's pussy would be as tight. "Oh God, thank you, fuuuuuuckkkkk," the shy girl screamed, wanting to shed the conservative persona all saw her as and become a wanton women. He was fucking her slowly and she wanted it hard and deep, like the sluts in the videos and stories. "Slam that big dick in my slutty cunt." He obliged, slamming into the young eager slut, loving hearing the sweet teenager talk like a nasty slut. "Yesssss, fuck me harder," she screamed, completely in the throes of lust.

Stepsister Begs for More. Dozens of videos. All of them featuring girls who looked suspiciously like me—same long dark hair, same curvy hips, same innocent face getting ruined. I clicked one. The girl was on her knees, moaning exactly like I sounded in my own fantasies. The guy behind her was pounding deep, growling, “Take it, little sis…” Heat flooded my core. My pussy clenched so hard I whimpered. I was soaked. Without thinking, I shoved my hand down my shorts, fingers sliding through my slick folds. I was dripping. I circled my swollen clit, biting my lip as the girl on screen took every inch.

I pleaded desperately hoping she oblige me and not press my buttons. "Wait a minute, is the almighty Titan Hayes moaning like a sissy" she teased and moved her hand up and down my member through my pants, clearly enjoying the effect she was having on me. She gave it one final squeeze and stood up. "You called me a sissy" I said when we stepped outside, grateful that she was done torturing me. "I can't recall ever saying that" Katia denied smiling mischievously, "well, I will make you pay dearly for that someday" I said as we walked on. I smiled looking at how far I’ve come with her.

The students were having a field day with this. “CHOKE ME WITH THAT BIG COCK OF YOURS," The girl with the fake boobs commanded as she went on her knees, sticking her tongue out. “I didn't know you were into this kinky shit, Prissy Pants,” Nigel whispered. I looked at him and saw his phone in his hands. He must have somehow got my number when he picked up my phone earlier. This only made me regret not having a passcode to open my phone. “That's it, Miss Whitmore. See you in detention after school."

Kissing this young girl instead fucking is just one of his sensual acts to make her willingly spread her legs for him without any arguments. Sania is an inexperienced immature little teenage girl who just wants to probably live in her fantasy without any problem but she also feels guilty about things too. Vikas is a lucky bastard to get such a girl and he decided if he showed a little bit of fake love he could win over her dignity and enjoy the majority in this game. Sania can make his life full of fun of how he wants things to be.

My new shoes got splashed by the girl's juice and again, Sandra and I also had to be a spectacle because of what she did. “Tam, your shoes….” "That's how it is." My eyes then fell on the bespectacled girl who was still sitting on the floor. She with a sad look makes me a little sorry. Her clothes were all dirty from the spilled food and juice. Ah, at least she's even with me. “Tam, I'm sorry for what happened to your shoes. Honestly, she's really clumsy,” sneered Alexi who had just finished enjoying her lunch. She who sat not far from the scene was really relaxed looking at us. Likewise the other students, who just laughed and gossiped about the girl below me.

We erupted into laughter and sat down at our lunch table. Mr.Fanté, my English teacher was known for his hairy butt crack. He always wore low pants, which isn't a big problem, but he seems to forget his underwear at times. And, O God please help me, you do not want to see that booty. And Tynsley being known as the slut of the school. And as y'all know, there is always a main slut in high-school. Which is Tynsley. Her blonde curls and tanned skin looked like they were made out of caramel. Not the good kind. She was the one with the drawed eyebrows and painted face. God, even her chest was made of plastic.

she said. Suzanne clenched her fists. This isn't right. The older girls kept on kicking the one that laid on the ground. Suzanne took a step towards them but the evil glance one of them shot at her halted her in her footsteps. She stood no chance against four of them and judging from the way they were all geared up they were wintexs. Suzanne gulped. If care wasn't taken she could end up in the sick bay. "It's okay...," the girl on the floor with violet hair said in a weak tone and smiled at Suzanne. "They're my sisters."

Mikel said in total surrender "okay.....there is a newbie in school,and in your grade precisely, her name is caira, she've got this beautiful eyes, pretty face, Sweet lips, nice voice, long hair, nice body shape..gosh!! I wish I was like her!. i like her and would love to talk to her and be friends with her, but i don't know how to talk to her, you know I'm really shy right??..and you've got no issues talking to girls" Dianna said fiddling with the tip of her finger.