So as many of my readers might have gathered by now I have a weakness for fine, shapely legs. Likewise, I have a terrible weakness for petite girls, so when this naughty little slut named Kayleigh walked into my life you can sure bet I took notice. Another young college girl looking for extra cash, Kayleigh showed up at my club looking for work as a waitr...
First let me introduce myself, my name is Dawn. I am 33 years old and have been married to my soul mate for the last 6 years. Don and I share so many things in common that everyday seems to bring a new adventure. I am sending this story in for a couple of reason. Don says that it is hot and I should share it, second I must admit that I do enjoy reading some...
I'm on a bus. A freaking school bus. The fact that it's a college school bus does not change anything. Just because it's not painted yellow doesn't mean that it's still not the same old crappy bench seats from when you and I were in elementary school. Okay, so it is filled with college cheerleaders, but other than that...I'm on a bus. I'm on a bus on a two...
High school was not kind to me. It's a time when girls go for jocks and bad boys, not writers and thinkers. I even had teachers tell me that high school was not for me, and to not worry about girls. Once I got to college, I would do just fine. I have to say they were pretty much on the mark. I wasn't with a new girl every night, nor did I want to be, but the...
Hello. My name is Timothy. I am a sexual addict. I am engaging in my fourth step in recovery: A searching and fearless moral inventory of myself. Sexually, I had nothing going on for the rest of my 20's. Graduating community college led to attending a four year university. Girls turned me down left and right. I couldn't get dates, phone numbers or even co...
Derek and I had been friends for only about six months when we heard the news. The school we were working for was closing, and we would be unemployed in only a few short months. Derek had been a teacher most of his life. He was now 40, and had taught at Brighton Elementary School since he was 20. I was nearly 15 years younger, and teaching fifth grade stud...
Hey, there. It's me again. Stephen Voltaire. A big and tall, openly bisexual Black man of Haitian descent living in the wonderful yet cutthroat world of urban America. And I'm having tons of fun during my last days in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. In less than two weeks, I'll be in the province of Ontario, Canada. Most specifically I'll be residing in...
Here we are, Babs, two seats. This reminds me of the days when we used to sneak out of college to the coffee shop in the high street. I don't know about you but I am going to have a cappuccino with lots of froth and lots of chocolate. How about you? Just a latte -- are you sure? What about one of those chocolate eclairs? No? I hope you didn't mind me calling...
Rose Gowan wipes the sweat drops coating her forehead after her long trek from her dorm building to the tall, research building in the scorching hot sun. She glances to the building, and her jaw drops upon the building's very high tech and modern look. The building is one of the research buildings owned by her university, and she is here because she is a par...
He knew what he was about to do was WRONG! He was in the bedroom of a twenty year old woman. She was not his wife. How she enticed him into her room isn't important. What is important, he wanted the young woman standing before him more than anything he had ever wanted in his life. With trembling hands he reached for her and she glided against him. His lips...