It was our last night together. In many ways, I look back on it with regret, we had had so much fun. On the other hand, it was the most erotic night I have ever had, one I will never forget. We still saw each other at work afterwards, but she never, ever mentioned it, or showed any kind of affection afterwards. I was mystified and heartbroken and didn't kno...
Tess joined the robotic march of commuters heading through the park, ear-buds plugged in and stooped to her phone like the rest, even though her earphones were silent and her-- slightly trembling -- screen blank. Her heart hammered. So her dream was definitely a warning. Not the faery-bollocks her mam used to witter on about (bless her soul) more like a me...
You find it slightly hard to believe he even thinks you would consider doing this. The first time you saw it on a porn film you were fascinated but utterly repelled: a woman being deeply sodomised and then, when the man withdrew, spinning rapidly round as if eager, dropping to her knees and taking his glistening penis directly, deeply, apparently greedily i...
Mine is a special story, and a long one too. You must be patient and be really interested to keep on reading. 22 is too old to have sex for the first time with a girl. That was my case. I was probably too shy and girls didn't seem to be attracted by me. In general, there were no places where young people could have sex at that time. So I had time to explore...
Hi, Katie again. I want to tell you a story about a boy I know named Jason Goldman. Jason and I met each other when we were in Mrs. Lipton’s 2nd grade class, which now is about 10 years ago. We were friends in those days, since we lived on the same street, and our parents knew each other. Mr. Goldman taught political science at a near by University, and I...
I watched Georgia nervously chat with some of the girls from the sorority. She wore her jean jacket and jean skirt well, but anyone could tell she was still in high school. She was a senior in high school, I was a senior in college. I'd known her since she started kindergarten. I met her brother, Nathan, in elementary school and we became best friends. My...
Danielle sat quietly, swinging her legs on the old green seat in the shade of the tree at the place Siobhan and she always met. Her brown legs poked out from under her light cotton dress. She looked down at them and liked what she saw. Shapely and feminine, a good pair of legs in brown strappy sandals. Not just decorative legs but good strong legs which coul...
She sat with her head leaning against the cold glass of the window. It was raining. Soft pellets of liquid release rolled downward, downward, and out of sight. Normally, this would be relaxing weather for her: she would put on her favorite leopard-print fuzzy slippers, cuddle underneath her favorite red flannel blanket, and stare at her favorite collection o...
This story is dedicated to the memory of a beautiful young woman who wasn't able to live her life to the full. Wednesday. Alex & Di are good friends who I meet up with once a month, usually for a pub meal or BBQ, and we catch up on each others news – work, life, recent trips & experiences, and families, etc. We met in O'Brien's Irish Bar close to their ho...
Two months ago, Men's night out... "Damn! The girls in here are colder than a witches tit tonight," Jim remarked. "Yeah, let's call it a night and go back to Jacks place; at least there we can brush elbows with a young-one," complained Bill. It was one of those nights, like so many others I remembered before Annette came into my life. No matter how hard...