Katy was the girl I dated my senior year of high school. She was rather short at 5'4" and she had shoulder length strawberry blonde hair. She wasn't the most attractive girl at school, but I was 18 and the combination of teenage angst and raging hormones made me more than willing to overlook any physical shortcomings. Anyways, it's not as if she was bad look...
Hello, I have been reading stories posted to this site for about a year. I must admit, I found the range of subjects fascinating, and the range of quality astounding. Some of the authors who post here are excellent writers with vivid imaginations and superior skills. Others are not quite as good, but who, with a little patience and a great deal of editing,...
Ever since I became old enough to have sexual fantasies, I've had this fantasy of getting fucked by Santa. Every year I would see the Santa's in the Malls or on the street corners and all I could think about was what was in his package and how his snowy white beard would feel against my inner thighs. Every year I would have my boyfriend at the time put on a...
Chapter 2: The Next Morning. . . My arm hurt with pins and needles, it was awakening wrapped around Pam’s shoulder. I wiped the scabs from my eyes and watched her sleep. Her red hair flowing over her shoulders, she looked simply marvelous. How can a woman look so attractive in the morning before she ‘put on her face’? She was a glamorous creature. She was s...
Jimmy could hardly contain his ardor as he walked down the street to the apartment building. What was the surprise that Katie had planned for him? He put his hand in his pockets and readjusted his cock. Since he was already in his pocket, he began to stroke it. There was a hole in the tip of his pocket that allowed the tips of his fingers to make contact w...
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...
All characters in this series are fictitious, as are the encounters between characters. The boarding school is at the high-school level, and all characters involved in the stories are over the age of 18. A disclaimer will be placed at the beginning of each part, with categories that the story fits into -- so that, if it's something you're not into, you know...
The male teacher stood in front of the class, tall, lean, muscled, handsome, and naked. His body was deeply tanned and his long, erect penis was huge. It was a wonder any of the girls around me could fit him inside. "Of course, girls and boys, today is another practical lesson..." he leered at the tight-pussied Anna in the back row, "but first we are going...
At the beginning of any relationship, there's a period of time where both people are absolutely on fire for each other. My story takes place during just this period. Bekah and I worked together. She was 18, and finishing up her senior year of high school. 5'8", blonde, and lean (she ran the 300m hurdles on the track team...and was quite good). She had legs...
1 ÷ 7 When the idea of fucking the math team first came to Julie, it didn’t really surprise her. She was, after all, safe in her bed, in the dark, away from the scrutiny of others, with her Hello Kitty vibrator pressed firmly against her clit. Under such circumstances, even the wildest ideas can seem plausible. But what did surprise her was this—even the...