It was some weeks later that my next milestone in sex occurred. Clive had brought his friend Geoff home from work for a light lunch before going off to play squash. As we sat in the early evening sunshine, it soon became apparent that Clive and Geoff were having too good a time chatting and
The characters in this story are real. The events are fictional. I wrote it so my faithful reader and critic, S.E., would know something of my background.*When I was in High School, I was labeled as being a Geek. In 1954 that word had a completely different meaning than it does today. There was no
Erin’s Wild Week Part 1 Amanda helps Erin break out of her shell.All characters in this story are 18 or older.Part 1: School Dance: Erin goes on a blind date with Peter.Erin and Peter stood together uncomfortably as Amanda and Bobby headed to the dance floor. Finally, Peter spoke. “I hear you’re going to Berkeley?”
First, a little about us. I am Dave, my wife is Andrea. At the time of this story, we were 49. Andrea was about to turn 50. We married young and had only been with each other (sexually). A year or so before this story we had talked about swinging and trying it out. We
On the first day of classes her freshman year of college, Alice met her English teacher, Chrystal Rickie, someone she would get to know very well. After a few weeks, they were close friends, sending one another frequent text messages and watching girlie television shows together each week.Alice came from a broken family, so when
“Um… Mr. Randall?”I tried not to blush, but I knew I was not being successful. “Er… Um… Carrie needed me to get these and, uh… and send them for her, as she can’t find this brand at the local stores there.””These” and “them” was a reference to tampons, and as awkward as it was for
“Come into the cabin”, she texted me over the office IM. I was always excited to receive her messages and attention, but little did I suspect what was to follow.”Hi Puja” I said as I opened the door and entered. She quickly took off her earphones and shut her laptop before turning her chair to
Howard Jay Edmundson slipped out of his room carefully. His younger brother was fast asleep, and Howard was anxious to explore Vegas on his own. He let the door click shut, and pressed his ear against the wood, hoping the slight sound hadn’t roused his brother. After a moment he pulled away and walked quietly
As always, thanks to my editors, LadyCibelle, and Techsan, for making my stories a much better read.Boy, first time sure implies a lot. I was reading some first-time stories and it made me start thinking about my first-time everything. Some were really good memories and others not so memorable.I have a hard time believing that
I read somewhere that some people think that girls aren’t loyal or that they are particularly tricky and dishonest when it comes to friendships, especially friendships with the opposite sex. I don’t know who those people were talking about but they sure as hell weren’t talking about me. A while ago, I was alone. In
I considered telling my boyfriend about my afternoon at the neighbors, but I decided to keep my secret to myself. For one, I was feeling a slight hangover after Andi dosed me with some liquid courage. And second, I am a little embarrassed. I’m afraid he will ask me if I liked it, and I’m
Nestling under your arm I sighed with contentment, pressing my cheek into the soft, warm cotton of your t-shirt. We were watching the season finale of Doctor Who. Again. I’d lost track of how many times we’d watched that episode, cuddled up on your sofa, each time noticing something slightly different, we loved picking out
It was near the end of the summer, and I was hanging out with my friends. They were teasing me about never having time for them since I met my new girlfriend. Ramon was especially rough with the teasing, saying she must have me whipped.”You must still be jealous because she rejected you so spectacularly,”
I think everyone, well, every guy, has a partner in their memory that they just never quite got to have. Not the way they wanted anyway. Mine was Debbie. A beautiful and petite brunette. She had what I would describe as close set eyes which ran in the family. She was so short she seemed
This is really my first attempt at writing erotica, so any and all feedback would be greatly appreciated. If you like the story, please tell me…I have plenty of ideas for Jenny Lee…not to mention a HUGE surprise later down the road. Thanks!*It’s an old story, really. Small town girl moves to the big city