Though the characters in this story are high school seniors, all those depicted are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Dani leaned against the wall in the hallway outside the ballroom. She wept as silently as possible with her face in her hands. This prom night should have been the most magical of the high school senior's young life, but it had been com...
My first truly erotic encounter set a high standard for all that followed. I was eighteen years old, fresh-faced and pretty, if a little naive. I was ready to experience new things and break out of high school awkwardness. This was partly the reason why I quickly made my peace with having to share a bedroom with a stranger assigned by the college. Although I...
Memory is both seductive and selective. We've all relived the so-called 'good old days' and I'm no different. The older I get the more I find myself returning again and again to one particular year. It was 1988 and I was nineteen. I was a country girl from Healesville on the outskirts of Melbourne, the eldest of three daughters. Dad was a vet at Healesville...
Back when I was still in High School, I was still experimenting with my sexuality. I had tried girls and I had tried boys and I had tried them together. I had pretty much decided on girls as my senior year wound down; I had a fairly steady relationship going with my best friend (although it was a secret; no one came "out" in High School). At any rate, we di...
Disclaimer: This story is not meant to be realistic, and is based purely on my fantasies. The first part of this story was my first submission to this website, and I am open to suggestions for how to make your reading experience better. If you have suggestions, feel free to contact me. Hope you enjoy! ***** Laney spent the night at Karlee's house, and was...
If you have liked this story, please give your valuable feedback. Thank You. The whole thing was stupid, and I really wanted to be somewhere, anywhere else. But I had agreed to the sleepover at Julia's and she hadn't allowed me to go back on my word. Thus I was stuck with spending the evening with her, that stuck-up bitch Jenny, a strange Goth called Stacey...
When I married my husband Glen 6 years ago, I was a young doctor working to eat and pay off my student loans. I drove a 10 year old car, lived in an apartment with a slob of a roommate, and was absolutely miserable. We met just as I was starting my second year in the Emergency Room. He was the on-call surgeon, and we hit it off right away. It was a whirlwin...
Author's note: As with all of my stories, this one is a slow-burner and leaves something to the imagination. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. Disclaimer: Although not stated explicitly, all characters are over 18 years old. ----- "I dare you." I stared at the words again and they seemed to take on a new meaning, the letters morphin...
Michelle Rollins was a secretary at a very respected law firm. As a matter of fact she was the personal secretary for Lila Carter, the head of, and best lawyer at the firm. Michelle was a closet lesbian. Some of here closest friends didn't even know it. Chelle, as she was commonly called, had just ended a relationship with a girl she had been in since colleg...
A Night at the Movies I didn't want to spend another Saturday night at home eating a whole pint of Ben & Jerry's, so I decided to treat myself to a movie. In a city this big you would think to be lonely was something that rarely ever happened. Not for me though. I've spent the last two months nursing my broken heart, barely going out or interested in mu...