Dean woke up at exactly seven o'clock, his mobile phone making a very soft 'chirp'. It was set to be off until seven in the morning. The sound had been a message being released. 'That'll be Debbie,' he thought. She usually texted early on Friday afternoon to set up a fucking session for the weekend. He'd been quite surprised not to hear from her. But before...
Outside the cafe, Elise's poise abandoned her. She was no further than around the corner when she was forced to stop and try to collect herself, to quell the shaking inside her. It was like her whole body was falling apart. Shaking from the mortifying embarrassment. From the quaking orgasm whose tendrils were still curling through her abdomen. She put a han...
Carolyn heard the knock then saw the brightly colored sheet of paper slide under her door and got up from her desk to get it. She stood there reading it as she finished getting dressed for classes. It was an end of term PJ party for the dorm only and it would be her first party with strangers since leaving home. She was excited by the idea of hanging around...
The wind was especially cold today, Fiona noticed, as she trudged glumly through the early morning chill, headed for another dull day at school. The icy breeze, almost painful against the tiny bit of skin she'd left exposed, whipped her long, dirty blonde hair messily about her pale face, making the poor girl bitterly regret losing her favorite wool knit cap...
Author's Note: This is the final part of this series and of course I'd encourage you to start off with parts one and two, but you can probably just jump in here if you like. There are other Bethanie and Maddy stories before this too, but unhelpfully I don't indicate that in the titles. Sorry! You can read more about them in The Lipstick Test and The Coffee S...
Before you read the following story, there are some things that you should know about me. I am, by nature, quite a well-behaved girl. Although I'm open minded about sex, I wouldn't consider myself to be a risk taker. Normally I only have sex with people I know well and have some respect for. Only on a very few occasions have I done something as dangerous and...
Two things were true about Cassandra Smith. She was undoubtedly one of the most dedicated professors on campus. And she had a tendency to fantasize about female students, much to her own dismay. She'd proudly admit to the first. The second? She'd never tell another soul. Ever. Her life took a striking turn mid-semester after a European History 205 class. S...
It was a Saturday two weeks after the orgy at my sister Jolene's house and a month or more after my liberating trip to Mexico with Jolene and her oversexed in-laws. Before those two events I was a mousy little assistant credit manager at a Midwest manufacturing firm with one divorce to my credit and no real understanding of what sex was really about. That tr...
Jessy stared blankly at her window desperately to find an inspiration for her essay that was due tomorrow. She stared at her watch, it was almost 6 in the evening. She sighed while briefly toying with her pen and an idea struck her. She found out a perfect excuse for Ms. James, her English teacher at school, who is probably in her late twenties or early thir...
This series of short stories chronicles the journey of Ashleigh with her friends and relations, as she explores her sexuality, and progresses from teenage sex to the wider reaches of sexual behaviour. They are written from different points of view, to give insight into how the experiences influence the individual characters. Read the whole set of stories fo...