(Author's note: In UK slang, something is 'pants' if it's no good or rubbish. Also, all references to 'pants' in this story mean underwear! P.S. There's a game at the end!) * Clarissa is nineteen. She's started FE college, and still lives at home. She thinks she needs to come out of her shell, and then she'd have more fun. But she's decided she's just not b...
"Gwen, are you still awake?" Gwen flipped her book shut as her flatmate and longtime friend strolled into the apartment and closed the door. "Yeah, I'm up. Back so soon?" Lori nodded. "Pete wasn't actually there to talk about what went wrong with us. He just wanted sex with the ex." "Ah. Sorry." Gwen was wearing her favorite pair of loose, baggy pajamas w...
This was all new to her. 33 years old and a veteran of numerous highly sexual relationships, Krissy could by no means be described as a stick in mud when it came to matters of the flesh. But here she was in a passionate clinch with her new man, highly aroused and in a state of semi undress, with his flatmate and girlfriend in a similar position at the other...
When Naomi and I first started going out together, she was sharing a rather nice split-level apartment in the city with another girl. One evening I went straight to Naomi's from work and needed to take a shower before we went out. I turned on the taps and stepped into the big oversized shower recess. About halfway through, I dropped the soap and while bendi...
Well you've had Seònaid's account of what happened; now here's my side. We had been seeing each other for around three months and apart from the odd quickie when her flatmate was out we hadn't really been able to get up to much. You can imagine my reaction when Seònaid told me that she would have the flat to herself all weekend because her flatmate was vis...
It's rare I get a day off during the week. After putting in some nights recently at the office, my boss gave me the day off. I'm home, with a good movie and a bowl of popcorn. "I've got a package coming, will you be in?" my flatmate Jess chirped this morning as she skipped out of the door. She'd left in a buoyant mood today, more than usual. The doorbell r...
This is part of a long story which is mostly already written. The series will contain BDSM, humiliation and high stakes. This story was written in collaboration with my friend J - thanks! -- PROLOGUE At the prestigious Notre Dame d'Excellence, a simmering rivalry is soon to turn to flourishing anger, with dire consequences for all involved. All may be f...
The door closed behind me with soft click and I found myself standing in the hall again. The carpet was thick beneath my bare feet and I felt very exposed. In a strange house naked with my semi hard cock flopping against my thigh as I walked back up the stairs. I found what I was looking for, a dressing gown. It was pink and fluffy but better that than...
Vanda squealed in pain as the man in front of her in the queue took an unexpected step backwards and trod on her right foot. She instantly stooped to rub the injured toes that protruded from her patent leather sandal. As the man turned to apologise he was startled to find himself confronted by a canyon of cleavage at the scooped neck of her summer blouse. Fl...
Hi there this is my first story please give me all feedback you feel good & bad. * CHAPTER 01 This was a warm Sunday morning of mid-September, Gloria was lazily waking-up, she was not yet fully accustomed to her new room. She moved in this flat within a suburb of Paris less than two weeks ago. She had left her boyfriend in England and had not yet met anyo...