This series is complete.All characters are above the age of 18. Sam is 18, almost 19, and Matt is 20.PART 6The next morning, Garrett and his mom asked me to wake up Matt. He was never much of a morning person, but apparently he was being extra tough that morning. Probably tired from seducing me all
Hello, there. My name is Stacy Jane Bourgeois. I’ve got a riddle for you. How does a chick who’s fat, ugly in the face, has a huge plump ass and an aloof personality gets to become the most popular female on a college campus teeming with rich and sexy women? Who in hell would let
Making love to a virgin isn’t easy. No one tells you these things. It’s something you dream about, and when you imagine it, it’s all velvety smoothness, warm apple pie, maybe a bit of giggling and awkwardness. But here’s the reality: it’s like trying to shove your cock into a clenched fist. No one tells
Nick was nervous – he had fantasised about this day for a long time – he was sure it was many men’s fantasies and this wasn’t something he had ever imagined he would have the chance to do. He had met Nat, his gorgeous eighteen-year-old princess, a few weeks ago and they had chatted. At
At the time this story happened, I was working as a freelance proofreader for several small publishers in New York. I had come to this particular building on Fifth Avenue to pick up a job. I had always enjoyed coming to this building because it housed one of New York’s biggest modeling agencies, and I
He put his dry lips to her sweet, firm young nipple, still warm and damp from the bath. She gasped at the contact and tried to move away, but his sinewy arms held her firmly standing, helpless beside his chair. His hands explored her soft round bottom, pressing her buttocks and probing the crevice, as
Marie Lowell Jenkins stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself. At the age of forty, she stood five feet ten inches tall, a bit chubby but still attractive. Her hair was short and black, and her skin was light brown. She was still a good-looking African-American woman. Times had been tough on
All the characters featured in this story are over 18.This is the follow on to the early story “In the hands of an experienced lady.”If you have read the earlier story you will be aware that Mrs Barret hinted that I could be the one to take her daughter’s, Mandy, virginity. This conversation came up
If you are on Facebook, you have seen those dumb reels of guys coming home and slapping their wife on the ass, or grabbing her braless breast, then laughing.That is until he enters another room and wouldn’t you know his wife is there smiling at him, then he goes back, and his sister-in-law is smiling.I
Not long ago, I was in a business training conference. Sabra, a very slim, mildly pretty brunette with a round face, big brown eyes behind big black glasses, was reclusive and shy. She showed an odd conflict of naive vs. longing that seemed out of place for a mid 30 years old woman. For some
Sometimes fantasies do come true. Ex-in laws can become great friends! This story describes a first time for a couple of things, intercourse being the main one, and the discovery of a mother and daughter’s beginnings of physical love as well. If reading about incest bothers you, even though this just describes a beginning, then
Abbie had lived with her boyfriend Jake and his best friend Tom for just over a year, but it still felt weird whenever Jake went out of town. The three had grown up together, and Abbie and Jake had been together as long as anyone could remember, but Tom had always been Jake’s friend, not
“I cannot believe I am wed to him,” Gemma thought to herself. “He is more like my brother, he cannot be my husband.” Silently she cursed the marriage their parents had arranged upon her birth. She knew the contract by heart for she had read and reread it trying to find a way out. It
I was in my early 40s, divorced and living alone, when I got a call from a long-lost girlfriend, Amy. She said she was living outside of L.A. with her husband and an adopted child, a teenage girl named Amber, whom she called “a handful.” She just wanted to chat. She said she and her
At the small New England college where I was an English professor for many years, all of the professors were required to coach one extracurricular activity. The one I chose was Drama, since I loved the theatre, enjoyed directing plays, and found that I was pretty good at it. We generally did four plays a
“Coming Lance?” Gena was obviously very proud of what she had just done. You could see it in the jaunt of her hip as she swaggered back towards her bedroom. She glanced back over her bare left shoulder; half turned and extended her arm to give me the universal “come here” gesture of curling her
“My office, NOW!” growled my boss from the hall outside my door.I’d fucked up royally this time.”Close the door, Jenkins,” he demanded as I slunk into the room behind him. My tie suddenly felt very tight around my neck. “And sit down for God’s sake.”I gulped and complied with the order. The old hard ass
Sexually, I was a bit of a late bloomer. I didn’t lose my virginity until the summer after my senior year in high school, when I was almost nineteen, long after all my girlfriends had gained enviable amounts of experience.I had a boyfriend, Barry. The first thing you should know about Barry was that he
The poppers I can buy at the ABS today are just horrible. They have almost no rush, they smell worse than ever, and you still get all the bad side effects. I thought I’d die after trying them again, I’m not joking. They are that bad. My slight research on this suggests that they pulled
I pull up to our meeting spot a few minutes before we had agreed, happy to see that you’ve already been standing there waiting for me. You recognize the vehicle from the description I had given you and begin walking toward my car as I pull into a parking spot. You look through the windshield