"A sixteen-year-old boy hooks up with an older girl who knows things"
At the age of sixteen I was a high school sophomore thirsting for sex. I was good looking and owned a car. I dated a lot of girls. But never had my eager fingers stroked a girl's breast. Never had my...
"Showing my son that his step-mom has nothing on me."
My sixteen-year old son had just returned from his father’s house and it seemed like he had enjoyed his time over there. He loved being with me and it was good that he could still enjoy spending time with his...
"The pair of nuns knew immediately he was his father's son and the true heir of his fortune."
The funeral of the famous English lord known affectionately as “Tarzan” to his admirers on The Dark Continent was an odd affair that perplexed the town folk in the small village close to his traditional family estate in the Northlands.They...
"Four of us get to know each other intimately"
Pete and I had huge erections streaked with pre-cum from the girls’ handiwork. Sue and Pat were similarly aroused with damp thighs and engorged labia as well as hard nipples.“I don’t know about you three but I’ve got to get...
"Hi, Mr Comma."“Hello, anybody there?”“Please Mr Comma, come out to play.”“No.”“Please Mr Comma, or should that be Ms Comma?”“Just Comma will do. And the answer is still no.”“Meany.”“Yes, why don’t you use Full Stop or Quotation Marks? You are always...
"Chapter1 Sex and subterfuge, politics makes for strange bed fellows"
Heather Anderson’s stomach lurched as she blankly stared at her desk. She could taste bile, she felt like she might vomit. Heather had just emptied the contents of a mysterious envelope that was waiting for her, and the afterglow from...
"Is she or isn't she?"
Phil entered the lounge dressed only in his red and black club rugby shirt. He was a big man. Carly called him her gentle giant, but on the pitch, he was far from gentle. He was the club’s Tighthead Prop...
"Finds confidence to bare all as neighbour voyeurs her tanning on balcony"
It is a really hot humid summer day. Although I showered only an hour ago, I am already feeling uncomfortable and sweaty, my top and skirt are sticking to me. I wish I had a swimming pool. I look outside...
"A college girl can't keep her mind on her art..."
The morning after it happened, I got up, went to class, went to the gym, had lunch, went to class again. It was a completely normal day. It wasn’t until I was halfway through my studio class later that afternoon...
