A bit of banter His hand traipsed up my leg ever so slowly. I felt my toes curl as he inched ever so closely to my belt. "Are you scared?" He breathed as he bit at my ear. My lips curled into a smile. "No..." I whispered as I bit his ear too. I could feel the soft rumble of a laugh within his chest as his lips caressed my neck, finding their own way to my...
Note – It's important to have read the first chapter of this story before reading below. A few weeks later, Rachel surprised me by saying that she had gotten a dirty video that we could watch as we were getting into bed. She then inserted the DVD and pressed play. I was SHOCKED to see a blindfolded Julia having her wrists restrained to the bed frame in Jeff...
Sunday +++++++ This town was just the back of beyond and so strict. There was no way Kay would ever get her hands on a dildo and she ached to try one. However, when she thought of it she had a sense of guilt. When talking with Donny and Matt about masturbation the other night, dildos were mentioned; Matts cousin Rachel had one. Kay hadn't said she wanted...
This story is a fantasy based loosely on actual events and real people. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. Growing up I was what you would now call straight-edge. No drinking, no drugs, no sex. It wasn't because I was deeply religious; it was just the way I was. I remember times in my teenage years that I wished I was more like the cool ki...
Nineteen year old Jeremiah Nelson, or Jeri, as everyone called him, was enjoying his college life. He was a high achiever, one of the top students in his Business Classes, and first quarterback of the junior football team. Add to that, he was dating Stacy, one of the hottest girl's on Campus. Jeri was a tall, muscular guy, with a handsome hunk next door fac...
Steven Kincaid stretched, sighed and rolled over onto his back. The sun's rays penetrated through the small crack in the bedroom curtains telling him it was time to get his ass out of bed. Glancing at the clock he was surprised to see it was already ten thirty in the morning. Having driven home late last night, it wasn't surprising he passed out and slept mo...
Cheryl and I had just returned to my apartment after a long afternoon of shopping, and once we had some cool drinks in our hands, we each flopped out on the sofa, our shoes off, our feet propped up on the coffee table, our legs spread in rather unladylike poses. "Bryan would love this view of us, you know." I laughed softly. "Looking straight up our mini...
Author's Note: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This is just a fantasy. The material in this story is for adults only and contains graphic sexual content. It is intended only for those aged 18 and older. Chapter 01. My name is Brad Rockefeller and I'm a 25 year old rich brat. I'm 6' tal...
As I was packing my bags for my sophomore year of college, I couldn’t help but think how much I had changed over the summer. I know that many people say that you go through many changes during your first year of college, but for me, it happened in my own hometown, after my first year. Looking back, I remember the afternoon that I had pulled back into town....
I was hardly inside the flat and certainly the door wasn't shut behind me when: we were in each others arms, our mouths were clamped, our hands were all over the other's body and our tongues were deep in the other's throats. We were frantically tearing at each other's clothes. He pulled my ridiculously short, denim micro skirt up round my waist, I fumbled th...