~~~~~ Hi! I don't know about you, but I have a serious wedgie fetish. It's my hope to continue to write on this theme and share some fun (fictional) sensual stories that will really get your juices flowing. First though, I wanted to give a little background on the wedgie fetish. Read on, hope you learn, then get ready for the REAL sexy stuff. Feel free to PM...
I'd been flirting with him for the whole year, and he always flirted back - or so I thought. My friends knew I had an obsession with him and teased me about it all the time. They'd tell me he was way out of my league and that it was never going to happen. They mocked me, saying I loved him, and wanted his babies... and it was all bullshit. I honestly did jus...
In my senior year, my history teacher was fine! I fantasized about tasting him. I wanted to feel his lips dance across mine. I wanted to feel the heat of his mouth and his tongue raping my lips. There was only one thing to do and that was to walk right over to him and tell him what I thought. He sat across the room from me, looking so handsome in that sui...
I had often heard from friends narrating their first experience of sex on their first night and that always kept me wondering about it. I often spoke to myself, filled with fantasies, always feeling embarrassed with them. The tales narrated by them eventually increased the urge in me to experience the touch of a man. I would sometimes laugh at myself at my s...
I wasn't really looking forward to this training trip to Chattanooga Tennessee. It was not really a great city for tourists, however, I hadn't been there before. I figured I would spend the days in my training session and then the nights in a few clubs or something. But it was the wrong time to be in Chattanooga, it was at the end of a Teacher's conventi...
PART I: I was a man before becoming Vanessa, and my name was Mike. I was heterosexual and I was going out with my first "serious" girl friend for two years when all this started. I was still living with my mother who had been divorced for a decade before getting remarried. Her new husband moved to our place with a beautiful daughter named Elena who was only...
When I began my fund raising for my trip to Africa I asked a question. Is a dream a lie if it don't come true? Now, I'll admit that I took that straight from a song (The River, Bruce Springsteen) but it seemed fitting at the time. Since my trip my motto has changed. Those of you who have received e-mails will no longer see the Springsteen quote, but a sad st...
Everyone is of 18 or 18+ in this story. * Kate went to the first training in a very good mood. Her dream was coming true to play big-time tennis. She became happier after she saw her trainer. The trainer was a woman of 30 and named Angela. After shaking hands with each other they entered the sport complex. Showing the way, Angela led her new freshman to a...
My term paper was late. I was standing at the door of my Professor's office, sweating. My term paper was late and I didn't have enough time to finish the one I started several weeks ago. It wasn't that good to begin with but that was besides the point. The point was that I was sweating because not only could I fail my hot professor's class but I sweating for...
Adam was a helpful lad, always willing to do a favour and like most eighteen year old boys, he was constantly horny, but he was also a little shy when it came to girls. On this particular fine morning it was the lady over the road, Barbara, who needed help, she caught Adam as he was heading out. "Adam, Could you be a dear and help move a wardrobe, it's far...