I was fifteen when I started babysitting for the Baumgartners. They had two kids. Henry and Janie were four and five that first time I sat in their living room eating pizza with them and watching "Lilo and Stitch" until they both conked out on the floor, their greasy faces smearing their mom's white carpet. I loved babysitting for them—Mr. Baumgartner ("Ca...
She headed north on I-75, through the heart of Michigan, as the warm summer wind whipped through an open window, tossing her blonde hair around her face. She wanted to get away from the summer doldrums which had surrounded her life and sought a more pleasant peninsula, or perhaps an even more pleasant 'penis.' She crossed the mighty Mackinaw Bridge on her...
All I could think about that day was having sex. Not just with one person, but with a roomful. What was wrong with me? I'm not that kind of girl! Am I? Hm. How this all started was simple enough. I was working hard, trying to finish up a couple of articles I had due, so I was deep in research mode for some last minute facts. One topic I was writing about wa...
Austin and Olive, married for ten years, lived in a seafront condominium townhouse, one of a terrace of twelve two story dwellings. One Saturday morning they were having breakfast on their patio when Austin peaked through the foliage and fencing which afforded them privacy and spotted something of interest. "Wow, Eurasian I would say, about ten years young...
Throughout the night, Sue kept tossing and turning. She dreamt about someone chasing her who finally caught her from behind. Reaching around her, the person grabbed her breasts and began pulling and twisting on her nipples. She tried to break free but she was unable to do so. The person reached down between her legs and ripped off her panties. She tried to k...
"Not bad." Sandra Hamilton whispers to herself as the new and improved Chyoa format appears on her laptop as the buxom coed leans back against the pillow covered backboard of her bed. It has been a few weeks since she has logged onto her most shameful secret; that she loves interactive pornography. With finals now over, and nothing to do, the chest...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. She washed the car in the late afternoon, when the sun was still hot, but not as hot as it had been. The classic 1972 Chevy Malibu didn't really need washing, but it was a good excuse for her to wear a bikini. It was a good excuse for her to get her skin...
Joel hated returning home from touring the country for one very simple reason: cleaning. He knew it was inevitable that his girlfriend Jenna would be tearing their new home apart from top to bottom, as Thanksgiving was quickly approaching and this would be their first time hosting the holiday for both of their families. That meant that Jenna's infamous Aunt...
It had been two weeks since my trip to the waxing salon. I hadn't thought about anything else since then. I kept thinking about how free I felt sitting on the table in the salon, naked, while so many people were allowed to walk up and view me. I wanted to believe that all those women were concerned for my well being and wanted to be sure I was being taken ca...
The Dane Estate sat on 15 acres in the hills north of New York City with a view of the Hudson, plenty of trees and open space and an amazing pool. It was one of the infinity style pools and it looked like you could jump all the way to the river from it. Nearby sat an 8 person hot tub with hundreds of perfectly placed jets. It has a seasonal building around i...