I settled down into the red fabric seats of my school auditorium to what promised to be a dull presentation; you know the typical start of the year thing. It was my freshman year at college and I was apathetic as always about school in general. Our school as usual was miserable place to be, this time because the college hadn't yet approved the air conditioni...
I smile, as I feel you behind me. I remember what happened last night; you were wearing the old Metallica t shirt, the one which you spilled paint on, and it tickles my back. You must have put it back on, during the night. My eyes aren't even open yet, yet I know everything. My room, in my house, with my you. Your body is as familiar to me as my own; even...
I think about fucking one of my best friends a lot. Her name is Amanda, and I want her. Amanda is Latina, like me, and fuck is she sexy. Tan skin, thin hips, dark curls, and incredibly nice tits – a C cup, I think. Tight ass, too. Every time she wears high waisted shorts and a v-neck, I have to hide the fact I'm staring. Amanda's 18, so she's younger than...
Gyrating wildly to the music, you miss the first approach. A hand, gently laid upon your naked shoulder holds you...but the volume of the band, the floor full of dancers, and the proximity of so many other people causes you to miss the intent of the touch. But you don't mistake the two soft hands laid on both sides of your bare mid-riff. You turn...and in th...
“Look, I know you don’t think being a slut is a wise choice, career-wise” Sally pointed out to the careers counsellor, “but really, can you honestly put your fingers in my cunt, fondle your nipples and hope to never have a cum again, and say you haven’t been enjoying our counselling sessions over the past three months? Hmmmm?” Sally raised a quizzical eyebro...
I see you, sitting at a table in the corner of the room. It's odd; the sounds of laughter- albeit drunken- and merriment surround us both, but you remain on the periphery, your eyes flicking back and forth. You draw the eye, though; if you didn't by your looks alone, you do by your attire. The theme is Hawaiian, and you are thus attired; string straw skirt,...
Ashley was standing in the hallway when Kris opened the door. The look in Kris' eyes was unmistakably predatory. She closed the door and pushed Ashley hard against the wall, pressing her body tight against Ashley's. She purred in Ashley's ear, "Honey, I'm home..." and instantly claimed her mouth in a kiss. This was not just a 'hi, how are you?' kiss. It was...
Author's note: M is a lesbian girl - a bit butch. I had some kind of sex-relationship with her in the beginning of last year. I wrote this short story recently in one go just before meeting her again. I was surprised by the tone myself. All feedback and comments are very welcome. My thanks to Captain Midnight for comments and encouragement. * Door opens....
As the special guest Jenny had gotten to choose the first movie, and she picked Mean Girls, one of her favorites. Nicola was next and she chose Bridesmaids. By then the vibe in the house was pretty raucous, with lots of laughter and commentary; Carol had rolled a joint that they'd all shared, and they were on their third bottle of wine. Kristin found hersel...
"Get out you horrible pervert!" Sonya exclaimed with a protective fierceness. "I can't believe you said that! You really know how to hurt me Sonya." Fred looked at her with puppy dog eyes and looked like he was ready to cry. "We both KNOW that I'm an excellent pervert." The shower door opened and a drenched shower puff hit Fred in the middle of his chest....