This is a fictional account.Bea, May, and Jenny were the first of the nurses to arrive at the beach. Two volleyball nets were set up and about thirty or forty shirtless sailors were playing. Bea whispered as they approached and just before a group of guys spotted them and called them over to a picnic
I’m Simon, I’m twenty-three years old and I’m now sexually experienced. I say that with some pride because until only a year or so ago the most I’d ever done was kiss a girl, and that was a long time before. Now I’ve tried more things than most people do in a lifetime. It was
Grant took a chair and tried not to stare at the other people who occupied seats in the classroom. He had spoken with only one other person when he entered and he was too embarrassed to introduce himself to any more. After all, what would he say to someone else who had the same problem
We showered together and climbed into bed for some much-needed rest. Nikki slept between me and Ben so that she could touch us both while we slept. There was some idle caressing and kissing, but we were all too tired to last for long, and soon we slept the sleep of the happily exhausted.I’m generally
I would like to thank Sexy_Curves for all her help with this story. Enjoy!Tommy O’Rourke would probably need to go to confession for this sin, someday, but not today. His mother worked at their Catholic church and school. On a dare from some of his buddies, he had stolen the church key off his mother’s
It started while sitting on the living room couch. Sara—our babysitter, Beth—her friend, and me. I was back from my evening out, my wife was out of town, and the kids were downstairs, sound asleep. Sara lives next door with her parents and has been a family friend and our sitter for quite a while.
Lana Pink had only ever wanted one thing for her daughter: a happy, fulfilling life. She did not really have any preference for how it came to be; indeed, worries of academic achievement or financial success were not ones that troubled her. However, there was one in particular that certainly did bother her: the young
Dawn. The first light of day was entering the suburban bedroom of distressed young Jessica Thompson. The pretty teen had tossed and turned her way through the night, her mind filled with images of her shameful behavior the previous afternoon.”How could I do that?” she wondered. “It just seems like when Kenny gets his tongue
All rights reserved. This story is strictly fiction. Please vote.(This one starts out slow, but gets better.)*It all started my senior year in high school…I had taken biology, as an elective. The class was two hours of theory, plus, a three hour lab. The students were paired. [Their own preference.]When I got to class, everyone
I was running back and forth, tidying up every little spot of my apartment. I rarely had company, which is why it was always such a mess. Of course, it would probably end up being a bigger mess later, what with me dying my own hair for the first time ever. I scooped up a
This is a continuation of the story that began with Amnesty Program.—-Jason had forgotten how long it takes jeans to dry.Emily had burst in, just as Rebecca had predicted, her freckled face flushed from running and her wavy red hair windblown. She had been disappointed to find Jason and Rebecca calmly huddled over Jason’s laptop
Some of the crew had come up with a practice of taking polaroids of groupies interested in coming backstage, allowing the musicians to select whom they wanted without actually meeting them. They also saved the pictures and commented on them later, a practice he disapproved of. He disapproved of the whole photo thing, actually, but
*All characters are over the age of 18 and out of high school.To tell you my story, I would have to go back to the beginning. I was a sophomore and he was newly married. He was not the sort of guy that I normally went for; chubby, short, nerdy, and a complete jerk at
Chapter 5I returned home from my holiday to France in mid-August, so I had a few weeks at home before it was time to start packing for university in early September. Dafydd, Craig and I managed to get rooms in the same student hall block. We would all have individual bedrooms with ensuites, a shared
Teaching me how to fuck my girlfriendAlicia stood in front of me in just her lingerie. It was white and transparent. Her stiff pink nipples strained out from the lace, hard and erect. I haven’t seen her wear a shirt since we graduated.”Is this a bad time?” I asked.”Does Angel know you’re in town?””No.”She frowned
*This is a true story. All names have been changed for privacy.*First a little about me: 6′, Black hair, tan, muscularNow for the story:”Guys and girls can’t be best friends. Someone always ends up having feelings.” blah blah blah.It all started with a simple interaction.”Hi my name is Mel!””Hey, I’m Chase.”It was my last day
The wedding took place in a grand manner. The whole crowd was quite delighted. The Couples were getting tired and exhausted. Yet, the upcoming night for them kept them awake. Both of them were excited and curious. Akash looked quite tall compared to his wife Priya as she stood just a mere 5″ in her
Jared Strane opened his old bedroom door and surveyed the room. He was home for the weekend from college for one last look at his room before the new kid took it over. Jared had spent four years in the Army before college and was a senior this year, so he rarely ever came home
Note: Unlike my last two submissions, I actually did not make this up. This is how I really had my first sexual experience. And even if the reading isn’t as erotic as maybe I’d like it to be, the experience itself was one of the most heart-racing and exhilarating experiences of my life. So keep
Great Britain Ch. 3 – LondonNow, I know chapters one and two were both based in countries, and London is a city. I know this! But, while in England, my base of operation was a flat just north of Finchley Road, about three tube stops, or a short bus ride to the famous Abbey Road