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Sheridy was the daughter of my mom’s best friend. My mother and Sheridy’s both seemed impossibly old to me, as I recall. But I was fascinated by the girl.Coming of age on the coast of Maine in the early 1960’s was difficult. All those strong urges and no outlets. Me, I did whatever I could
The sand seemed to throb in the light of the morning sun as I sat at the bar by the beach. I was hunkered down in the shelter of my bloody mary as my brain was buffeted by a distressing blend of anxiety and anticipation. Ordinarily I’d have been thrilled when my wife Beth told
We entered her apartment building and as we walked down the hall, she turned to me saying, “I’m so horny tonight, getting fucked at the grocery store and having Steve finger me has me all juiced up. I hope you are ready for a hot evening of fucking Charlie, I think I could fuck all
NINEAs it happened, Peter never got to meet Ulf, since, unbeknownst to Sophia, he’d made a last-minute arrangement with his friends to play golf on Saturday morning, based on the forecast for the weekend, which was for milder weather. He was terribly apologetic about this when her returned on Friday evening, and was amazed that
This incident happened while I was a studying undergraduate at university, about a year ago. I am an average-built twenty-five-year-old guy hailing from the God’s own country, Kerala. Since there were no girlfriends, I had no experience of sex until then. At that time, porn movies and erotic stories were the ways to satisfy the
So my first erotica story. Criticism is greatly appreciated.*****Sextus had spied Vibia entering the baths weeks ago, and now, after what seemed months of planning, the two were finally meeting.Sextus had watched the beautiful raven haired girl go into the baths, her white dress riding on her high breasts, the skirts swirling around her brown
Sleep wasn’t an option. I hurried downstairs before anyone could wake up, glad of the numbing cream on my raging shaft. The cool air and goofy bobbling were almost as effective at calming me down, though I swore my nuts had grown to twice their already swollen size, surely a figment of my imagination.Suzy wanted
I was 18 and had been going with Val for around 6 months or so; she was the same age. As far as I can remember she was about 5′ 8″ tall with long blond hair and nice boobs although I haven’t a clue what size they were but her bum was a bit on
Driving through the countryside, Sierra had little time to marvel at the magnificent scenery, that Scotland had to offer. Sierra being born an American had come to Scotland on vacation and had never left. She had fallen in love with the majestic rolling hills, fields of heather, purple and fresh. After being there almost 2
First Time: Getting Into The SwingDear friend,Most people assume their first time is going to be awful, most people regret it. How many times have you heard people say, “I wish I had waited”?Well I had waited; I had waited so long I wasn’t even sure if it would work anymore. And finally I was
Every man remembers his first time. That first access to the warm juices of a woman’s secret place. In spite of my forty or so years making my living satisfying unfulfilled rich ladies (a career that I will reveal to you in due course), that first time, and its consequences will live with me forever.For
The rest of the afternoon, Missy followed me around like a puppy dog, wanting to get close or next to me wherever I went. Not that I minded as my cock was now definitely ruling my mind.We had finished supper and the night air was cooling down and a full moon would make it light
Ashley’s next few days were a bit uncomfortable. Justin seemed to be avoiding her. At practice for Battle of the Brains he avoided eye contact, and was always first or second to leave, so they were never alone together. They sat together in chemistry class as usual but he didn’t joke with her like he
My name is Saheb Sahebji. I am young, tall and slim. By profession I am a freelance commercial artist. The episode I am about to narrate took place when I was still working for a local advertising company.On my flight to London, as I sat on my seat next to the window, I saw a
Wes wasn’t sure what to do about what he’d seen. He wanted to know more, to see more, but he didn’t want to ask or embarrass Mila. He left it for a while, but returned to those images often when Mila was out of the house.Wes knew about Mila’s exes and escapades, and had asked
Chapter NineLindsay emerged from a deep, but short-lived slumber in the early morning hours to a sensation of delirious, unrestrained happiness, and allowed herself to bask in it before trying to figure out what the cause of it was.Why did she feel this way again?The eighteen-year-old rotated her head and took survey of Pamela’s luxurious
I lived in a really old neighborhood in a house built during the Civil War to hide slaves on their way north along the Underground Railroad. So there was a tunnel with an entrance in my downstairs bedroom that went to the house next door for slaves to escape thru. There was a little room
This is the first in a series of first-person stories of a shy, small town boy discovering his bisexual side later in life. Not all experiences are “sexy” as unexpected emotions and reactions are uncovered during the events that unfold.–The video store – my first experienceAs a child of the 60s I was raised in
Chapter 12It was all Marcia could do to keep her hands off Connor that evening. He didn’t bring work home very often but he had some paperwork he needed to attend to before the deadline for expense claims, which was imminent. Marcia wouldn’t let him settle, though, playing with his hair and whispering in his
Author’s Note: More characters, more fun, right? Enjoy!After their very satisfying interlude in the Home Wood clearing, Peter suggested touring the Dower House since it was just a quick walk from the site of their debauchery. It was actually in much better condition than the old caretakers had led Peter to believe. They even found