The sun was almost behind the horizon as Kira walked into the backyard. she smiled to herself seeing Jacob sitting on a lounge chair, his guitar in his lap. Kira walked over to him. She stood off to the side for a moment before Jacob put his guitar down and leaned his head back, closing his eyes. "New song?" Kira asked, smiling when he looked at her, startl...
This is a true story that I'm almost ashamed to tell, but it gives an insight as to how powerful my exhibitionist urges can get. Many years ago, on a warm sunny afternoon during the college holidays when I was just 18, I lay naked on my bed with my eyes closed, gently masturbating while listening to music through headphones. A splash of sunlight fell thr...
It was midnight. The moonlight dripped across the grass, shading the once green blades silver. The sky was clear- the stars were out. Her breath came quickly, but not from exhaustion. As she walked across the field, she felt the urge to run, to move faster, almost as if she was being chased, but she was not, and she knew it. The only thing behind her was he...
It had been planned for weeks. Her friend had invited her to a special New Year's Eve party. The final event of the year and hopefully the start of an exciting new one. They were both single and had chosen to stun the participants. It was a costume ball, dresses, masks and the works. With her friend Kelly had picked out a floor length black dress, the upper...
I simply can't help it... I just need to keep finding new ways to satisfy my need for eroticism. It's not about finding new ways to shag so that I can expand my own version of the Kama Sutra though. What I need is to find new ways of entertaining myself. I love pushing boundaries and I really get off on finding out what I can get away with and at the same ti...
This story is based off of lyrics and some of the look from the music video of 'Bring me to Life' from Evanescene. It was a normal night for John after work on Friday, having few friends in this city, most of those being married he had spent it alone at home watching TV. He went to bed after taking a shower the same time as he always does, 11:00 on the do...
My mother and I have always been close probably because she was 18 when I was born and the fact that I was her only girl. I have two brothers that are two and four years younger than me. I was 16 when my parents divorced, I stayed with my mom and both my brothers went with my dad. We moved into a one bedroom apartment so there wasn't much privacy for the two...
Sarah had positioned herself on all fours atop her bed facing away from the open bedroom door. Her jeans and underwear were bunched at her knees, her shirt and sweater disheveled around her neck, and her small breasts were pulled up and out of her bra, hanging free, with painful wooden clothespins gripping each nipple. Her hands were handcuffed in front of h...
Author's Note: The first couple of "Perspectives" stories deal with the freshman year of Reed Johnson. This is the first in a group of stories about college students at Haverlawn University - a FICTIONAL school. I apologize to those who think theses stories are too long - I cannot just "get right to the sex" without telling a story. The tales would appear in...
Sydian/Chapter 1/Unique Unique. The only way to describe her. She had invented herself to be arresting. She liked stopping traffic. She was not quite 5' 5". This meant that in her favorite stilettos—stilettos, only—she was 5-9, maybe 5-10. She weighed a compact 140 lbs—"thick," as the youngsters put it. But this was all muscle—she was cut—sculpted; not over...