This is a Story of a girl named, Kelli. She had beautiful, flowing red hair; curly, it cascaded down to just passed her shoulder. Her hazel-green eyes were surrounded by darkness of a mistrustful life, possessing a spark of joy and happiness, much like the Hope kept within Pandora's Box. Her breasts were small, but perfectly formed. Her legs were long and f...
Sarah and I had met mid-way through her freshman year of college, my sophomore year. We quickly became good friends, chatting often and hanging out when we could. We both had a class together and would often grab lunch together when it was over. Sarah was a pretty 18 year old girl. She had been a dancer most of her life growing up and along with that came...
On our last day of vacation before heading back home to Kansas, Claire booked us a couple's massage. We'd had a few so I wasn't really nervous any more, but there will always be a slight weirdness to being naked in front of a stranger with only a thin towel or blanket between us. Given the chance I'd always prefer to have Claire massage me, because she does...
I was back in Frankfurt for two weeks for work. Frankfurt has a way of lulling me into boredom. It's a nice city — just like you say a person is nice when you can't find anything else to say about them. Not offensive, but not cool, funny or interesting either. My biggest concern of spending two weeks in Frankfurt was that I would find no one to fuck. I went...
It was the last night before my girlfriend was due back from the Hen Night she was on, and I had already washed her clothes from my previous day's fun with the electricity meter reader, during which I made a mess of her satin thongs, pantyhose and white body-tight top. I wanted to relax, with a bottle of beer, and the best place was in the bath, full of fluf...
College student and die-hard nerd Eugene Etienne is a young black gentleman with a dilemma. To his hard-working, church-going Haitian immigrant parents, Julius and Marjorie Etienne, who moved to the City of Boston, Massachusetts, from the island of Haiti, he's the perfect son. Eugene, who was born in the U.S. grew up hearing about how harsh life was in the i...
"Oh shit, this being single again is not all it's cracked up to be." Trish had a knack of summing up her life in one short, meaty sentence. We'd been pals since secondary school, shared most things, shoes, clothes and some pretty revealing details of boyfriends up to and including a blow by blow account of the first time we actually did 'it'. We'd both marr...
It was a week night and I received a text from an ex girlfriend I haven't talked to in 2 years. I stared at my phone in surprise when I see her name pop up. My heart kinda skipped a beat and I opened the text anxiously. It was from Molly, she was the first girl I exposed myself to. She knew all my secrets and kinks from our past together. The text simply re...
Tom slipped the jumper over his head, feeling the soft fabric fall over his bare shoulders, the wool slightly tickling his nipples - nipples that had become so used to being exposed. He looked down at his groin and ran his fingers through his lush pubic hair that had grown back, his fingers lingering on his glans where the ring used to be. He pulled up the c...
We arrived at the dorms by 1:15am and Daniel dragged Mandy to our dorm. I opened the door and he took her to her bedroom then laid her on the bed. He walked out of her room and shut her door. We then heard her throwing up -- hopefully in the trash. "So you're Mandy's brother?" "Uh yeah. Sorry about earlier. I was just..." "Tryin' to get some pussy?" I la...