Ask any of my friends and they would be the first to admit that my views differ from theirs. For example, I have issues using the terms boyfriend, relationship, and serious in conversations involving the guys I typically have around. Unless of course the sentence in question is something along the lines of "The guy you referred to as my boyfriend, and I are...
I had a hot teacher in school. A really hot teacher - let me explain. She was in her early thirties with a face that belonged on billboards. She taught English Lit during my final year at school and it was both a blessing and a curse. Her smile, style and luscious figure were reasons to pay attention. As an 18 year old senior year student with her spot at un...
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The following story involves graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. If such things offend you, please read no further. And if you are offended you might want to wonder why you are looking at this site in the fi...
(I submitted the original version of this story several months ago. It portrays events that led to a significant impact on my life but, having reviewed it, I came to the view that it didn't adequately portray those events. For that reason, I've filled in some gaps and done a little editing of the text, for my own satisfaction as much as anything else. -- Gil...
Barbara Clausen stepped from her car and handed the keys to the valet. He took them and handed her a receipt. Giving the young man a smile, she headed for the glass doors leading into the restaurant side of the sprawling building. She saw her image reflected in the glass. She also saw the young man pausing before getting into her car to park it. He was watch...
Thank you for all the positive response to the original, it inspired me to write this. Hopefully it makes for a decent continuation. Also, thanks to LaRascasse for helping me with this. Alex ended up sticking her head under the shower to clean off and rubbed her hair into a mess of damp spikes with a towel before hesitating at the door. Now that she thou...
I bring Sweet-Pea up into a hip lift and she springs up perfectly, smiling into the dark. I swing us around to the sound of applause. Avis mirrors me on the other side of the stage, and we both smoothly bring our partners down across our bodies into a dip. I bring her up against my chest and our eyes connect. Sweet-Pea's smile looks forced to me. Probably be...
It was early that Saturday morning when I awoke to the dreadfully loud ringing of the phone, on the other end I heard the overly excited and chipper voice of my best friend Lisa. "Good morning sleepy head" she said, "I'm on my way over to your house to drag your ass outta bed." Oh great I thought, looking at the clock through half-closed eyes "only 8:35"....
Hello again literotica! It's been a long time coming, but I finally found time to write about my second foray into the world of lesbian sex. Anyone who is reading this without having seen my previous confession of shall we say, experimental sexual activity, should probably go onto my stories page. If you want more context or just to understand how I came to...
Saturday morning dawned and I was pleased to find that Barb and I were still naked in her bed. So, I hadn't dreamed it. I truly had experienced my sexual awakening. Yesterday's events replayed in my mind and I marveled at how quickly it had happened. Even though Stephanie's embarrassed flight from my bed had hurt, I had to admit that she had every right to f...