My second story follows a girl that starts to discover herself. Let me know what you guys think, and for possible future direction of the character/story. ***** I was in my freshman year at college when I had this..."awakening." I'm not really sure what else to call it. I went right to college right after I graduated high school in a small town. There wer...
Thank you for reading the serial novel, 'Tom & Sue & John & Debbie.' If you haven't read the previous chapters please do so otherwise you'll be missing out on all the details of the story as it was told to me. Debbie has eased Sue's mind about having a relationship with Tom (Chapter 19), and on the way to the Tri Delt house, Mary Ann continues her personal...
A special thanks to Brad who now attends the University of Minnesota for making this amazing evening come to life. My story I guess starts when I met my husband and his brother Brad. At the age of 12 Brad was 13 years our junior. During the two years my husband and I dated I got to know brad quite well. He was a cute kid, a bit shy and almost from the begin...
A giant thanks to my second pair of eyes from Across the Pond, Irfon. *** Emily smiled as she heard her bedroom door squeak as it opened under his touch. She couldn't hear, but she imagined the slow light steps as he neared the bed. His breath wasn't ragged, as it had been the first few times he'd secreted into her room late at night. She let out a shaky...
Prologue Jessica I masturbate at least twice after he leaves, replaying his words in my mind. I don't know about most women, but for me that's the norm. If they were even in earshot of the stories he tells me, however, I wonder if they might match my own enthusiasm for the activity. Some would likely surpass that repetition if they're the type of girl that...
The wonderful thing about wearing sunglasses is that people can't tell when you're watching them. Especially if, to all outward appearances, you seem to be doing something quite different. Like reading a book. I adjusted the rolled-up sweater behind my neck and settled back down, my head supported by a beautifully-rounded, conveniently-located rock. The sun...
Let me start by saying that I am always willing to step up and admit when I've made a mistake. I also hate being wrong so I have a tendency to avoid situations where those words "I was wrong" would have to escape my mouth. That said, the phrase "This is stupid," kind of became my mantra as my minivan sped along the nearly deserted roads to the lake. It was t...
"You are something else," Maria said as she closed the door to Holly's apartment behind her. "It's not my fault, girl, you had to go around saying the V word..." Holly was sitting on her couch and sipping some greenish-blue cocktail, she seemed troubled. "Wait, you said it too..." Maria objected. She walked over and sat by Holly's side. The futa was wearin...
My name is Zach. I'm an 18 year old guy. This is the story of how I got into sexual wrestling. Lauren and I had known each other since she moved into the neighborhood, back in our freshman year, when we were both 15. Now, it was our senior year, and we had both freshly turned 18. She lived next door to me, and we bonded over our mutual love of WWE wrestlin...
Chapter 1 It was the summer of 1918, in a small town in Central Russia. The World War was in progress, though Russia had recently made peace - with the Germans. Internally, Russia was in chaos. The Czar had been overthrown, and his whereabouts were not definitely known. There were rumors that he had been executed; others said he had fled to England. No...