Disclaimer: All stories in this series are based upon actual events. The names have been changed to protect the guilty and I do mean guilty. The stories are set in the Granite Hills Region of the New York State Park system. They are set in these parks for the simple reason they don't exist and therefore no one can get in trouble for some of the inappropriate...
Every time he does this to me he drives me crazy, keeps me addicted to his hand. I feel my sissy-like penis strain to escape from between my legs. I'm very small, only about 3" when hard. I keep it tucked for him, hold it tight between my legs at all times...except for when he does what he's about to do to me now. He's not interested in my tiny thing. Only...
This is my first ever story so be kind. If you enjoy it I will add another chapter!! ***** So I'm an 18 year old virgin, not the only one and not the only frustrated one I bet. The truth was it had just never happened for me. A few fumbling experiences with a couple of girlfriends and one memorable blow job but when it came down to the real business my luc...
This is a continuation of the story that began with Amnesty Program. ---- Jason had forgotten how long it takes jeans to dry. Emily had burst in, just as Rebecca had predicted, her freckled face flushed from running and her wavy red hair windblown. She had been disappointed to find Jason and Rebecca calmly huddled over Jason's laptop, apparently working o...
Chapter 3 On Friday, at seven o'clock on the dot, Simon rang Marianne's number. A strange voice answered. "Hello. May I help you?" The voice was cultured, assured, deep yet feminine. Simon realized it must be Marianne's mother. "Oh, hello. Um, it's Simon, can I speak to Marianne, please?" "Hold on a moment, I'll see if she's here," came the answer. Sim...
A big thanks to those who made comments. You helped me realize how important Trent is to the story. ***** "I am in control. I know what I'm doing. I am in control." I kept repeating this over and over to myself. It was my mantra. I was in control. I knew what I was doing. I would not lose control. "Then why," I asked myself, "Am I dressed in one of my...
"First of all, we have house rules." Allie said, wagging her finger under my nose in mock-seriousness. "House rules?" I thought to myself. We just got here for a visit, and already our hostess is telling us there are rules? What is this, reform school? "Rules?" I prompted, cautiously. "Yes." She said, crisply. "One, we are nudists, so no clothes are allow...
I was almost twenty when I finally discovered the main difference sexually between the girls I had been dating and the older women I saw all around me. Being young, I was always attracted to the tight-figured, fresh-faced girls in my classes, and being relatively attractive in my own fashion, I got the chance to Braille-scope their charms. There is noting qu...
It was monday morning 11am, Don was in his cabin at Snow Inc. in some deep thought. He had finished the meeting with the Stark group and was wondering whether he should invest in their idea. The pitch from the Stark group was mediocre. He was in deep thought when the desk phone started ringing. He glanced at the caller ID screen and saw Monica's name flashin...
Joe sat up and slowly swung his legs over the side of the bed. “Unh....shit.” The pounding in his head, which was dull when he first awoke, increased as he sat up. “Christ, I gotta cut this shit out.” His spasming chest sent him into a long series of hacking coughs finally subsiding with a bit of wheezing. He rubbed his eyes half believing that they had a...