It's eleven o'clock at night and I'm lying in bed next to my boyfriend Mitchell Voltaire. Watching him sleep. When he's awake, he's really something. Six feet two inches tall and two hundred and forty pounds of hard-bodied black man. A force to be reckoned with. He's come through for Southeastern Massachusetts University's football team time and again as the...
A few days ago I had a surprise encounter with the hottest girl I'd ever seen. Up until that encounter, I had never met her. We passed each other in the halls, but didn't take any classes together, so I never really had the chance to speak to her. My roommate Ashton labeled her 'Triple B' because she was a busty, blue-eyed brunette. Ashton had objective nick...
I was having trouble sleeping, wide awake on the top bunk of my dorm room on Friday night. In a comfortable t-shirt and a loose pair of pink pajama bottoms, I tossed and turned. But sleep eluded me. I was horny. So horny I couldn't rest. All I wanted to do was to reach down into my pajama bottoms and rub my button until it came. But I couldn't just go touchi...
Ned watched from his usual station. At mid-afternoon, he always lingered on the tree shaded bench in front of the women's dormitory. It was a perfect spot to view the parade of "his" young ladies as they strolled back from the summer school classes. He would watch them stride toward him from the main campus via the long sloping sidewalk. He admired the bounc...
My name is Melanie, and I am a student at a large state university—a place that has quite a reputation as a party school. Actually, it would be more accurate to say that I am masquerading as a student to get some interesting perspectives on college life in the millennial age. I am really a writer/blogger working for an alternative newspaper. My editor approa...
The name is Craig Johnstown. I'm a six-foot-tall, good-looking young black man living in the small rural town of Hawking, Oregon. The story that I am about to tell you concerns a certain dark period in my life. I call it the Dark Side. It doesn't matter if you're a good person with strong morals and principles, you can only be pushed so far before you start...
I am back to continue the second part of my "Oral Exam" storyline. The dirty stories too much to stay away.... If you haven't read the first series (or the first three stories in this series), I'd suggest that you stop here and go back. Don't worry! They have naughty bits too. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU to Mykittystar for editing. I deeply appreciate yo...
I'm finally free. It's mid August and I'm driving my car to school. The school is nine hundred miles from home and that means I'm nine hundred miles away from my mother. I mean, I love my mother, but she's overwhelming. Has been for as long as I can remember. Until I got my license last year, I couldn't go anywhere, with anybody, without her driving, or som...
Im in the middle of a room wearing ankle and wrist cuffs with my shapely arms hooked firmly above my head stretching my 5'7 frame to the breaking point... My 34 C perky 20 year old breasts are barely covered in a shimmery triangle bikini top and my sexy 24 inch waist and 32 inch hips are accentuated by the shiny thong bottom thats currently wedged in my ass...
My apologies for the second long hiatus. I am back to continue the second part of my "Oral Exam" storyline. I just miss the dirty stories too much to stay away.... This story follows after the first story in the second thread. If you haven't read the first series (or the first story in this series), I'd suggest that you stop here and go back. Don't worry! It...