Jason parked in the empty lot, turned off his car and wondered to himself, “Is there really no one here today?”Today was one of the only lucky days the recent graduate had to have the car all to himself while his parents were out of town enjoying their own getaway. Jason knew exactly where he
I met Christian through my cousin, Bella. She’s a year older than me and I was tagging along to watch her boyfriend, a friend of Christian’s, play in a baseball game. We were sitting in the bleachers under some shade when I first noticed Christian as he stepped out of the dugout.He was tall, with
Disclaimers: Just a reminder that in the “real world,” consent should be explicit, unambiguous, and enthusiastic. :-)The following is a purely fictional fantasy. Any similarity to real people, places, or events is unintended coincidence. All characters are over 18.******”Hi there! I’m Rosie!” “Hey dude. My name’s Rose, what’s yours?” “erm… I think you’re cute…”Rosie was
The internet’s made it all very easy. If you’re looking for a happy ending massage, even in a place you’re only fleetingly visiting, you can indulge yourself very quickly. Just take your smartphone out of your pocket, open an Incognito browser window (if you’re worried about leaving a trace), run a couple of searches and
Author’s note: If J ever reads this and recognises our times together, I hope she has the same fond and erotic memories as I do. She was my first, and possibly the best, sexual partner I have had. Others have done some things better than J, and some things J would not do, but for
It was a rainy night and my friends and we decided to go out to eat. We met at a parking lot nearby so we could ride to the restaurant together. Only one of my friends had a girlfriend and she was hot. Her name was Kelly, she was about 5’7, 120 pounds, brown hair
I had just turned 18 years old and unfortunately, had little, well nothing, to show in the way of success with women. It wasn’t like I didn’t try, but I was very shy, a little timid and painfully inexperienced. This certainly didn’t mean I had any less libido, however. A life worth’s fantasy, desire and
Pam went up the stairs to Ethan’s room. She had a cunning plan for him, and just thinking about it made her grin. She knocked on his door and went in.”Hi,” she said.”Hi,” Ethan said. He was just putting on a t-shirt. The front of his jeans were open. Pam stared at his hard, muscular
As we sailed out of Tryphena Harbour, I looked back and could see Tony’s van disappearing up the road to his house. I almost felt sorry for Max; I guessed he would get a roasting from Valerie while he waited at their place before leaving for his flight. I turned and asked Ryker when they
Chapter 5. ALL THE FAIR PETALS FALLAs she stood in Brody’s studio, Claudia happened to glance toward the picture window and saw a partially hidden painting to the side. She looked around the room just to make sure he really wasn’t there and lifted the cover. “Oh, my God. That’s, that’s…””You.” Brody Anderson, the artist
(This is the beginning of hopefully a series of short stories. The beginning part is just a backstory. All characters are over the age of eighteen.)Life really does flash before your eyes as you die, huh.I lay they’re slowly bleeding out. I had no way of making it. In your head you think, that’s how
This is another in a series of stories I have written for the amusement of my young virgin girlfriend. Most of what is written in these stories is true; of course the names have been changed to protect the…uh, guilty.****Monday was a bright, sunny spring day. Pink and red and lavender flowers bloomed in the
As I pushed the old Toro, my head pointed straight down, watching drops of sweat bomb the sidewalk. I was pooped from mowing old lady Maloney’s lawn on the hottest day this August (duh). I contemplated whether a beer stolen from my dad’s stash or a Coke would do best to save my life.”Hey, Fart
Author’s Notes:Here it is, the (hopefully) much anticipated next segment of our journey with Kat and Paul. If you haven’t read the first two parts, please go do so. This will make very little sense by itself. Any references to real entities are for reference purpose only. I do not own any of those names.A
Erin’s mind was elsewhere during her first two classes, but when she saw Amanda in the hallway she came alive. “Amanda!” Erin screamed, giving her a big hug, “I’ve been waiting to talk to you all morning!”Boys in the hall paused, trying not to stare at the two lovelies. Erin felt a tingle from Amanda’s
She had been driving since noon and now it was almost five in the morning and had just glimpsed the sun lighting the sky in the east before the rains began. Now she was driving in a virtual downpour that obscured everything and she was fighting to keep awake. She was on a narrow two-lane
I’m new to writing erotic fiction, and English is not my native language. Constructive criticism is very welcome.To prevent trouble:- Please read the whole thing before accusing me of anything.- All characters are over eighteen years old.- This story is copyrighted. Do not republish it without my permission.- Always use your seatbelt.– EchoLaLia—–Where was my
My name is Steve Cherenfant. I sometimes wonder why so many young white women think all the black men on the planet are into them. With so many sexy black, Asian and Hispanic women out there for a tall, good-looking and college-educated brother like myself to choose from, why bother with some silly white bitches?
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
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