Malpractice Chapter 4: Suspension of Certain Morals - Sex Stories

Malpractice Chapter 4: Suspension of Certain Morals

... felt the urge to send something – anything – into someone – anyone – right now. I looked around on the train, and to my shock, I saw standing at the end of the cart, Troy – my sister Hannah's is-he-isn't-he boyfriend. I needed to let myself go, needed to let something in my head out. I stayed in my seat, but looked intently on Troy, waiting for him to casually look my way. He was dressed like some rich kid fuck boy, white shirt and beige khaki shorts, large rimmed sunglasses and a backwards baseball cap. His eyes met mine, for just a second, and I decided to humiliate this asshole who dared touch my little sister. You're fucking incontinent He looked up. He didn't notice me. Suddenly an embarrassed expression formed on his face, and a dark spot appeared on his crotch. People started staring, and his face turned a deep red. As the train stopped at the station before mine, he ran off, covering his crotch with his hands. But he couldn't run very well, because he was still peeing, and he was wearing fucking flip-flops. My head immediately felt better. Okay, so there's been some mishaps with the previous stories being taken down because there was snuggle content with 17 year olds. Let's just get this straight. Where I'm from 17 is not an illegal age to have sex, so I was not aware that the moderators would even have an issue with it. What kind of nunnery of a country doesn't let 17yearolds fuck? Kids are physically capable to have sex at 15 and sometimes mentally interested in sex as early as 12, and I've seen stories on this sight with sex containing 12yearolds that was waaay more kinky than what's going on here. Not that I read that stuff. Ahem. Anyway, might be a few days until the next chapter. I have a full weekend and school and responisbilities to get out of. Until then, I hope you enjoy and please leave some feedback in the comments.