"Babe!" shouted Rebecca as she opened the door. I popped my head around the corner. "What's up?" I asked. I was having a lazy Saturday to myself, but was getting a little bored. This intrusion was welcome. "We got invited to a party!" said Rebecca, as she placed her bags on the counter. "Oh yeah?" I inquired. "By whom?" "Some guys," she said. She was ou...
Note: This is a second chapter, and it would be best if you read the first chapter of "Sensitivity Can Mean a Lot" before you read this. Chapter 2: Training Day 1 With Kielbasa in the lead the boys left the copy room and entered the main floor of the section. It looked like any other office: a long hall with florescent lights and alcoves in front of doors...
Although safe sex is not mentioned in my story for creative purposes, rest assured that we always use protection. The remainder of the story is true with the exception that names have been changed to protect the not so innocent. I would also like to take the time to thank those of you who have left me some very encouraging comments and helpful hints regardin...
It was bowling night for Jeff Tailor and his friends from the football team, and the crew was making the most of their first week of freedom as high school graduates. There was so much whooping and high-fiving going on that Jeff didn't notice the girl in the lane beside him until they were halfway through the first game. It was Melody Spincer, his next door...
Mark felt the fresh summer air as he strolled through campus. He couldn’t believe it, for the first time in his life, he would be living away from home. With frequent waves of anxiety and stress through his years at high school, Mark missed out on simply enjoying his time there. Moving to a college interstate was a scary thought for Mark but something he nee...
She was laying on her bed, staring at the ceiling. "Alone." she thought, with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. Her mother was gone now, and she ran one hand across her slender left arm which still ached from hours of unpacking. She looked over to the other bed, still empty, and her thoughts turned to her roommate. "What if she doesn't like me?" Jessi...
The music was blasting from the old stereo they had set up on the back porch of the tiny cottage. It had been several years since they had all been together, celebrating like this. When they had been in high school, these Friday night parties had been a given. Everyone knew that Brittany's father left the house at promptly 6:30p.m on Friday's to make his shi...
"Did Carrie reply yet?" "No," I said, moping. "But John did, and he can't hang out. He's helping his parents move this weekend." "Bummer," Adam said, flopping lazily onto his back, unlocking his phone as it buzzed. "Oh, and looks like Greg and Dan have a soccer tournament." "Man," I complained, tossing my phone to the side in a huff. "How is nobody free...
Please note: I originally posted this story on another website. I have modified it slightly for submission to Literotica. Introduction: Sometimes things can get a little out of hand when I drink too much. * When I woke up, I was confused at first. I wondered who had fixed the crack in the ceiling over my bed. Then I looked for the ceiling fan. It wasn't t...
It seems I am forever working to force my boyfriend out of his sexual "shell." I am adventurous, kinky; I feel like I have my whole life ahead of me, so I might as well get the most out of everything, including sex. Yet I find myself in love with a guy who might as well be the Charlie Brown of the erotic. I'll whisper my fantasies in his ear, run my nails ac...