Amanda Sallust was the daughter of wealthy American parents who sent her to a convent school in Europe to ensure she received a rounded education without the distractions of the typical American co-educational system. In other words, they wanted to keep their daughter away from boys! And she was a very desirable young lady indeed. Five feet, five inches ta...
"Hurry up and sit in that booth over there before those people take it. I'll get us something to drink." Travis almost ran when she pointed and Rachel couldn't hold back a giggle when she saw him race-walking to the seats. He was visibly hard and he had remained that way almost from the moment he had left the house. Miss Rachel's hadn't hurt the process. Sh...
Chapter 1 -- My Early Experiences My husband Tim and I have been married for a little over three years. Like so many marriages the blush has begun to wear off and we were looking for ways to spice up our sex life. I did not have a lot of sexual experience and my husband was the only man that had ever made love to me. Over the past few weeks we have had man...
Christina lost her hymen to the bar of her brother's bicycle when she was thirteen. Therefore as she matured, keeping her hymen intact was never an issue for her. The boy next door, with whom she had often played as a child, had grown into a handsome young man. Christina had waged a campaign of getting him interested in her. Christina tried several things....
Chapter 7: The Next Generation Dee Dee’s Story Donnie spent the night with Andrew. I knew she would; I even set it up. I was interested to see my own reaction. Donnie and I are close as we can be, and I love her as I love myself. But can we really share the same man? And what about Andrew? Is it too much to ask a man to love two women equally? If any m...
Having woken up early in the morning from what felt like a decent nights sleep, the first thing I realised that the crotch was sticky from the nights....private activity. Unfortunately as I slipped out my sheets and started fumbling my clothing off to hide the evidence of my masturbation, I noticed far too late Leanne standing in the doorway. Shyly I smiled...
[This story follows closely an account I heard as a young man in 1969, from a technical school in northern England, and which has fired my imagination ever since.] * It was a new school for David and he'd been there only for two terms when the year came to an end. He was 18 years old and had attended four schools in the previous five years because his fat...
While aimlessly wandering around the front of the Jane Marwood Hall, Paul was approached from behind by a short, thin girl with jet black hair and her taller brunette acquaintance. He was brought to his knees and his hands that were previously covering his genitals were parted away so that his insipid manhood was exposed to them. He nervously looked up at t...
George Appplewhite lay on his sheet, on his metal framed bed with its chipped cream paint. Outside the Gangetic plain offered up its steamy heat and its swill and ordure. The ceiling fan droned and creaked, stirring the sluggish air. This was his junior teacher's bedroom- hardly bigger than a closet- where he had slept since his arrival in India to teach at...
It didn't take very long on Monday morning for Steve and Gwen to realize their lives had changed dramatically. Classmates Gwen had known since first grade asked for her autograph. Girls flirted shamelessly with Steve. Jordan had been a celebrity when she first attended Sparta, but her stock had risen even higher. Ms. Walker summoned Gwen, Jordan, and Steve...