After my wife died I was left with 2 young children. I spent as much time with them as I could, but my job sometimes required that I have dinner, or spend an evening with a client. On these occasions I rely on the neighbour’s 18 year old daughter Katie to babysit for me. Katie
I am Susie O’Connell and Howard provided this story about his “first time” with Colleen (and Colleen’s first time). I was going to mention part of this in one of my stories but Howard (with help from Colleen) tells the complete story.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~My name is Howard Duncan. This story is about my 20th birthday “present” from
Hello, every horny little person. Enjoy the story.It was my colleague’s marriage, and this was my first South Indian marriage experience after being abroad for years. Since he is close to me, I stayed in his for the time being. The marriage was spectacular, the crowd was pleasant, and the variety of the food was
This is my first ever submission, written as a gift for a friend about his wife and girlfriend and the lifestyle they live. All persons involved are 18 or older. Names have been changed for privacy. Feel free to leave feedback and let me know if you enjoy the story. It may turn into a
***This might be of interest: For readers of my other stories, His Sister’s Tutor and Choice Matters, this actually can be considered kind of a precursor to them which I had written many, many years before. I had lost the floppy disk this was stored on and by some elaborate circumstance, I stumbled upon it
Cherie at 25 was a couple of years older than me and more sexually experienced. She was a bottle blond with a trim 34 24 33 figure. She loved sex and wanted it at every opportunity. She must have been a good fuck because I worked shifts at the same factory as her parents only
I had been working with my friend Jake again. He lived with his mom and step-dad in a turn-of-the-century house so he was always helping out, fixing things up. I was often invited over, and ended up getting Tom Sawyered into working. I didn’t mind though; it meant I got to be around Jake’s mom.Isabel
Having to start this story somewhere, I will begin by saying that I was thirty-one years old when Faye and I moved into our four thousand square foot two-story redwood dream house. It overlooked the Pacific from a lofty height of black granite rock and a cluster of cypress, sequoia, and spruce. My weekly syndicated
Janie and Me: How I Lost My Cherry To Another GirlI want to start by saying that this story is about people aged 18-21-who are of legal age and consenting young adults. This is a multi-chapter piece. Therefore the first chapter and the last may not contain complete sexual acts. Since this is my own
Coach Miller owned a farm eight miles outside of town. A long driveway led up to the five bedroom, two story Colonial. Two small ponds dotted the acreage; otherwise crops hugged the landscape for as far as the eye could see. Coach Miller leased the land to a neighbor who did the actual farming. Dean
All characters in this story are age 18 or older.*The next day I saw Lisa in the morning, for I would spend the balance of the day preparing to relieve Nakita of her virginity. Our big date was set for eight o’clock. Her father had paid for my services for a full night.Lisa was at
“You do love me?” she asked in a whisper full of conviction, yet filled with implicit pleading and hope. The question seemed to go through my body like a rusty knife, tearing through my entrails and shriveling the small flame of my own pathetic infatuation.“Jake, Jake are you listening to me?” Pauline demanded, the irritation
When I grew up it wasn’t an easy thing to get laid. I remember after I got a car, there were a few immature wrestling matchs when parked. With a bit of effort a guy might get to feel some boobs from the outside of the clothing, but even that was considered a score with
Late one night I’m going over to hang out at the apartment of a girl I’m seeing; let’s call her Amy. Amy and I have known each other for a while, and we mess around on occasion. It’s nothing real serious, but we are far more than just friends with benefits. We honestly care for
Chapter 5: Fitness ConsultationAfter performing his “self-care,” HR blissfully fell asleep, excited for the next day. That was, until he received a call from an unknown number.Still half asleep, HR brought his phone up to his ear. “Hel-“”Hilbane!” A familiar and excited voice emanated from the phone, pounding his ear drum and waking him up
Jaelyn sat painting her toenails a bright, fiery red. She’d begun drowning out Adrianna’s chatter twenty minutes ago and was deep in her own thoughts.”Did you hear what I just said?” asked Adrianna incredulously. She couldn’t believe that Jaelyn was being so…un-Jaelyn. She was supposed to be the patient and attentive one; she was always
My parents had sent me to piano lessons when I was about 16. My teacher then was a plain looking 50 something woman, who tried her best to instil the rudiments of piano in me. By the time of my eighteenth birthday, however, it was clear I wasn’t making much progress, and in any case
I sat in Megan’s living room all alone. She had gone out to pick up her friend so that the three of us could work on the literature presentation we’d been assigned that was due tomorrow. Megan had said she would be back in 10 minutes, but it was nearing a half hour. Bored, I
I read the official note again on the way to my fourth period teacher’s classroom: “Come by room 106 for a special lesson. This is for your greater knowledge only.” I was not sure what this had to do with me; I thought maybe it was a subject for my next extra-credit project. Whatever the
My name is Lu-Ann. I am a sexually open and free-loving woman of twenty. I know I’m young and that society has its vices when it comes to sexuality. My mom had “The Talk” with me many years ago.I was a good girl and refrained from becoming involved in a lot of things my peers