Helene and Lisa stood outside Miss Baker's office after a nervous school lunch. Wednesday afternoon was dedicated to sports, and it felt unnatural to be standing in the corridor while the other girls bustled towards the changing rooms. Miss Baker opened the door and looked at the two eighteen year olds in their school uniforms. "Both of you again?" She lo...
Amy and Laura had made a habit of lingerie shopping together, it was just so much more fun that way. Grad school was fairly tedious, lots of study and research all holed up in your room, so they enjoyed getting out and having a break. They got a kick out of picking out the silliest things they could find to try on and make the other laugh. And, of course, it...
Jennifer and her husband Chris were in a bind. They were a young couple, she was 22 and he had recently turned 23. He had been in the military since he graduated high school. They had just gotten the news that his unit would be shipped out. She needed a place to stay while he was serving his country. So they began to search local papers for a reasonably pric...
It was just like when I was 14 years old in and back at a school where we had to wear uniforms, you know the short skirts and white shirts and a tie all the normal stuff. Anyway I was invited so I decided to go to the party I don't know who's idea it was but it was decided that the staff party was going to be themed and you guest it some bright spark suggest...
Catherine Baker stepped out of the warmth of the restaurant and started walking down the rain-swept streets towards her flat. She felt a pang of self-pity at the thought of the cold streets, and distinctly unhappy that her girlfriend had been called away during their meal. She tried to shrug the feeling off: vets often had to be on-call, but why did Rachel s...
It was raining outside - a typical Amsterdam spring day with heavy grey cloud casting a chill gloom upon the city. A Little natural light was managing to find its way through the dirty, rain spattered windows as they rattled in their frames, carrying with it the luminous presence from the spring leaves on the trees outside that lined the canal. Inside, the r...
Authors note: All persons in this story are 18 and over, and all events that take place in the story are of a fictional nature. I am a lonely sex-starved single Mum that can no longer control my urges for young pussy. The pornographic photos and videos of their sweet young cunts being used and abused, they're no longer enough. My disturbing fantasies about...
As I stormed out of his condo and slammed the door behind me I shouted back at him those two little words which so often signal the end of a relationship: FUCK YOU! That discharged about one zillionth of my anger as I stomped past the broken express elevator in the office building/condo. I pressed the down button on the "local" with fragments of his words r...
I was really looking forward to spending some time over the spring bank holiday weekend with my old school friend Tricia and her lovely partner Ellen. I hadn't seen either of them for over a year since the celebration of their civil ceremony in Canterbury and although I had to work right through until five on the Saturday, the three-hour drive down the M40 a...
She picked up her journal, the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life, and as she turned the page she smiled as the memories came flooding back to her as she recalled the pleasure and knowledge they gave her. Her smiled widened as she came across an entry entitled "Hi I'm Candy f*** me..." ... Julie sat in the sterile lounge of the ai...