That evening Kate knew she would never get any studying done in the privacy of her bedroom. The temptation to think of Seth's hands all over her body and masturbate all night long was just too much. So she set up shop in the living room with her books and a mug of tea. Julie, perhaps still irritated with Kate's casual nudity earlier that day, was holed up in...
My name is Sandra and I'm 45 years old. My two sons have grown up and left home, and I seem to be enjoying a new phase of life with very few family or financial responsibilities. This in turn may be why I've felt my sex drive increase over the last year or so, as I have more time and energy for 'me'. I've gone from being very self-conscious and barely tolera...
All characters in sexual situations in all chapters of this story are 18 years old or older. * I'd escaped high school ten years earlier, and was living in Manhattan, doing the acting thing; a few showcases here and there, a Broadway production of "Godspell", and living well off some commercial residuals. Then, suddenly, the show closed, the friggin' comme...
"Whore" "Whore"...she thought again. They had just come onto the monitor. Through the front lobby. She had seen them on the screen, now she slide her chair forward so she could see and be seen. They were cuddling and kissing and staggering towards the lift. The girl was dressed in a tight red leather skirt so short it barely covered her bottom. The top wa...
Laura wasn’t a slut, but she had the body of one. At the age of 18 she was the hottest piece of ass in school. Her 36DD breasts were so round and full that they would bounce even with a bra. And her ass was so tight and smooth that most of the guys that saw her would have to go to the restroom and jack off just to concentrate on the rest of their classes....
When you think about it, it's practically bound to happen at one point in your life: you're a horny eighteen-year-old boy, hanging out with all your other horny eighteen-year-old boy friends. You're cute enough, but no girl's expressed interest... ever. So you hang out with the boys, and because you've all been bored ever since pubescence, you've played ever...
WARNING: This is an adult story, containing sensitive material of a sexual nature, including graphic descriptions of consensual, "vanilla" sex. If you find such material offensive or are underage, do not read further, but please bypass this story for one more suitable for you. This is a work of fiction: it never happened. The young girl in the story does...
The last group of dancers had exited through the backdoor. The assistant director of City Ballet Company moved from office to office, reaching inside to turn off the light switch. Then he rounded the corner and moved up the creaky staircase, walking past cheaply framed posters promoting past performances. The red brick of the building still bore the faint b...
My wife's control over me insures that I have no secrets from her no matter how depraved my hidden desires. She delights in my need to live under her feminizing control. As part of my training, she has ordered me to confess my prior deviant acts to the world. In this series, I confess my past experiences as a panty thieving college cross dresser. I have chan...
It was after hours at the University's student athletic facility. The facility staff had forgot to lock the front doors. Gail and Brian could see that the hallway lighting had been turned off. "We could come back tomorrow, are you sure you want to do this now?" Brian asked with trepidation. "You said that the new dance lab was really cool, and I want to se...