Kristen and Mollie had been friends since birth. Their parents went to college together then bought houses near each other in Santa Barbara. They were born just one month apart and were basically raised like sisters. They did everything together. Went to school together, had the same friends, watched the same shows, went to the same parties. They were inse...
This is a story about an older man reflecting on his life. It could go in several different categories. I'm posting it in chapters due to the length. I hope you stay with me on this one. Thank you to Estragon for editing it and making it a much better read. Chapter 1 I needed a few minutes to be alone. I went into the office at the church to reflect upon m...
A Girl called Areola and her sister called Beaver by Vanessa Evans As usual, it's best if you read the earlier parts before this one. Part 08 Jade's Second Party Beaver and I arrived a bit early after promising to help Jade with the last minute organisation. Beaver and I had thrown a couple of dresses in the back of daddy's car and driven there naked, a...
A big 'Thank You' to Estragon for making this a much better read. DG **** Sometimes you have to wonder who's right, the moralist or the people who say live life to the fullest. I think everyone gets bored at times in their life but it's all about how we handle that boredom, especially in the sexual department. Going back to my college days, I realize tha...
My wife Shelly is a natural born flirt. She says that she's been that way all of her life. In elementary school she played kiss tag. In Jr. High she was one of those girls who would make out with a guy in a dark hallway. In High School she was the girl who the guys could count on to jerk them off in between classes in the parking lot. In college Shelly pe...
After spending a few fantastic days of relaxation and decadence in Barcelona, Melody and I had to go home. When we got to the airport though, we were told that our flight had been delayed, but that the airline would provide us with a hotel for the night for free. Neither of us had to go back to work for a couple more days, so we really weren't too bothered...
I had been recruited for soccer. It wasn't the college I wanted. It was a party school in the deep South, but it was decent academically, it had good sports, and importantly, I got in. So of course I went. The college, which for good reason will remain nameless, always held a pre-season soccer camp to give the teams a chance to practice together and bond....
Das Treffen Jenny verlor ihre Jungfräulichkeit an einen High-School-Freund. Es geschah eines Tages in seinem Haus, als seine Eltern weg waren. Er benutzte ein Kondom, es tat ihr weh, es kam ihm zu schnell und insgesamt war es keine wunderbare Erfahrung. Aber sie hatten noch einige Male Sex, immer mit einem Kondom und Jenny stellte fest, dass sie sich nach de...
Katie was kneeling on the floor because her legs were too weak to stand. She was completely naked, and covered with sweat. Every hair on her body tingled, though they were soaked, the hair on her head drenched with sweat, her trim bush glistening and dripping with her own juices. In every direction she looked, there was a big, hard cock being stroked by its...
This story is inspired by a recent party I went to, and someone I made out with. While this didn't actually happen like this, it is fun to imagine! I tried to write it in such a fashion that you could picture yourself being the other person, no matter your sex or gender. Enjoy! Please be nice in the comments. :) ***** It's Friday night. I, as usual, have...