Why do people save themselves for marriage? There should be a rule that you have to have sex before you get married just to make sure that it's what both people want and can live with for the rest of their lives. That is what marriage is supposed to be, right? Eternal, loving, committed, enjoyable? No matter what a marriage is supposed to be, I know what mi...
There’s one of us in every locker room you know. I remember when I was a teen, just starting to blossom, and how shy I used to be changing in public locker rooms. I would change in the bathroom stalls, at the end of a row of lockers, or even INSIDE a locker itself. I remember a friend of mine getting so disgusted with the lengths I went through to preserve...
Jessie awoke that morning to a real thirst. She padded down the hall to the kitchen and stood at the sink drinking two full glasses. As the second glass emptied, she tilted her head back and raised the glass up. She watched the final bit gather along the rim. She watched as the bead swelled and began to yield to gravity. It clung to the edge like a man now u...
I'm thinking about seeing you again. I can't wait for our weekend together. I wonder what I'd do if I was already there in the hotel room and looked out the window and saw your car pull into the driveway. I can imagine you walking into the room and seeing my clothing lying on the bed. You wonder where I am but then you notice that the bathroom door is op...
During my second year at university I shared a house with three other girls; Virginia, known by all as Ginny, a slim tall girl, brunette and very outward going; there was Anne, she was the sensible one of the group, very homely, she was quite short but well proportioned and with jet black hair; Lucy was the shy one, but she was the one all the boys fancied,...
Warning: This story contains graphic scenes depicting lesbian sex and humiliation. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coi...
"Ugh," I groan impatiently. You're late. I've been waiting for you for just over two hours now. I hurried back to my room and have postponed my after-the-gym shower because you swore you'd be right over. Now, two plus hours later and I'm still waiting on you. I sigh, tapping my foot on the cold tile floor of my empty room. I hate waiting on other people. I...
Chapter 1 The night was hot as I tossed and turned under the gaze of a New Moon shining through the open window. A ceiling fan twirled above me sending wave after wave of cool air towards my body that was only barely covered by the single cotton sheet. I was completely naked save for the small red thong that clung tightly to my hips. My mind wandered. Thoug...
I didn't hear from Renee or Nick for a few days. My guess is that they probably needed to catch up on some sleep. I did get a very pleasant surprise Tuesday evening, Amy came back. I came back to the dorm late in the afternoon and the shower was running, the only person that could be in there was Amy. I realized it right after I opened the door, so I shut it...
MORNING HAS BROKEN The petite blonde, an attractive sophomore in college, wakes up first, and obeying the inevitable first-thing-in-the-morning call of nature, swings her feet out of bed, her feet and legs, like the rest of her, bare and susceptible to the slight early morning chill in the spacious bedroom. Her nipples are erect from the chill, the rough-pe...