Hi! My name is Cheri. I'm eighteen years old, a senior in high school, and about two months ago, I took a job delivering pizzas for Art's Pizzeria. I'm driving this old car handed down from my older sister, Irene, so my main purpose in the job is to save up money for a new car, so I can hand this wreck down to my neighbor, Tim, who's going to give me a token...
Being next to Heather in the first light of sunrise was a dream-come-true. Her body was soft and warm. Her red hair shimmered beautifully. Hundreds of freckles dotted her back and shoulders; some day I would spend the time to kiss each one. Wind whistled from outside the window, but neither of us cared about what was happening anywhere but in her bedroom. S...
Stacy and Tina sat in the corner restaurant sipping their coffee, chatting cheerfully. The place was full, people carried on conversations in merry tones, praising the sunny afternoon and the good beverages. Some young college men sat near the two women, staring a little too openly at the girls' alluring features. Oblivious to the wanting looks of the men, S...
Inspired by the erotic comic Convent Of Hell by Ricardo Barrierio and Ignacio Noe. Zoë was a little nervous, at first, being separated from her mother, but the two young nuns did their best to make her feel more relaxed. Small talk about the weather, what it was like out in the secular world, that sort of thing. They introduced themselves as Sister Margar...
As you remember from chapter one, after her husband's death Tiffany Andrews found that he had squandered his fortune which left her in financial straits. She was forced to sell her home and move into more modest surroundings. Forced with taking one of her children out of the prestigious Hedley Coleville Academy she appealed to Elizabeth Jones, principal of t...
(The last story Shara invited me to meet Brenda at the beach and mix it up with her lesbian group warning me they may make me a free for all party! The strapon sex is vivid but believable as the author has personally been strapon fucked for two hours at a time!) * Shara invited me to the gay/lesbian alternative nude beach that was hidden away in private p...
I'm not sure whose idea it was to do a 50's day at school, but the class went for it and my mom helped me get an outfit together for the day. We went to the charity thrift shop and found a nice shirtwaist dress with a really full skirt for me to wear. She had to go online to find a petticoat to wear underneath, but in the mean time, she found other things li...
Amber stepped into her apartment after a long day of classes. She could hear Mandy in the next room, and a constant, quiet sound. As Amber turned the corner, she saw Mandy painting their kitchen a soft blue. It was called Baby Blue, and they'd both agreed on it at the paint store when they'd shopped there nearly a week ago. Since it was their senior year a...
Lisa Smith walked in through the front door of her flat and smelt the familiar feel of her home. She dropped her case and just stood, breathing in the slightly stale air. Leaning back slightly she felt the wall touch her shoulder blades and she smiled. Picking up her case she made her way to the kitchen and dropped it by the washing machine. Unzipping it she...
Sometimes when I’m writing, I try to write with purpose. I try to write a story with a compelling theme or message, with a well-thought-out and interesting plot that will stick with you and make you feel something that makes it transcend normal wank material to become something more. Other times, I hornily mash my keyboard for a few hours until I’ve got a b...