Alicia dragged her feet up the stairs, carrying a load of books in both arms while repeatedly blowing a stray strand of blonde hair out of her eyes and trying to remember what life had been like a week ago. "Go to Harvard," she muttered. "Meet interesting people! Form valuable social connections! Discuss exciting ideas with other brilliant minds!" Eleven o'c...
It wasn’t easy being a horny little virgin in an all-girl high school. That was a confusing time for me. I was certainly boy crazy and had plenty of opportunities to explore the opposite sex, but I just didn’t want to waste my first time on anyone who wasn’t worthy. I guess you could say I was a stuck-up little princess. I wasn’t about to let just anyone pl...
A.N: This story is a bit close to home for me, and I usually prefer writing fantasy-fairytale type stories. However, it's good to highlight life for once in a story (ha ha!). This is just a drabble. ** It was late at night, around ten o'clock and that in common was the usual curfew time. The girls could hear local crowds of people from the outside laughing...
I was a freshman in college when I met Carly. She was a senior and so much more sophisticated than me. She was every college boys dream and my dad was so nervous every time he was around her. I felt so small in her presence. Carly had long brown curly hair, so shiny and beautiful. She had perfect breasts; perfect legs and I hated her for it. Her eyes were t...
I had just returned from an away game, still in my hot, sticky marching band uniform. Without question, I definitely needed a shower, and then I needed to relax. I probably also felt relatively "down" because the football team had lost a very close game when the opposing team's kicker had actually made – by mere inches – a 59-yard field goal as time expired....
Dear readers, This is another plot suggested by one of you. I have strived for lightness and some comic relief in this story instead of the harsh aspects of previous stories, but have I succeeded? Maybe it's too vanilla. I'll find out when I get feedback. * A great place to read, uh, learn about lesbian sex. "Stop giggling, Priss. Someone is going to h...
Prologue: Elle Cohen studied her reflection in the mirror and she could hardly believe her eyes. Her bare breasts -- round C cups -- were bound with soft black rope. The rope made exactly 3 loops around each breast, hooked around her shoulders, and circled the back of her neck to create self-bondage. Overall, the rope formed a makeshift bra that warped h...
While at school I meet this girl in the dorm. She's beautiful - shoulder-length brown hair, big blue eyes, full lips, large firm breasts. She's dressed in a fitted black top and denim shorts. I pass by her open dorm room as she's trying to hang a poster that keeps falling down. I can't help but stare at her and I hope she doesn't notice. I knock on her doo...
Chapter One. Although I highly doubt that my husband would disapprove of my participation in all which I'm about to confess (he is a typical male after all) it's still my intention to keep secret from even him (as well as everyone else in my life also) the story which I've decided to record here. Not that I would call what happened an actual extra-marital...
The next day, Laura got a text from Morgan telling her to come to her room. Once there, she knocked on the door. Morgan swiftly answered and shepherded her into her single dorm. "Take off your clothes," Morgan said, returning to her desk where she had study materials already open. "Whenever you're in here- unless I have guests or it's otherwise specified-...