My name is Mark Nelson. When I was in high school, I was a short fat pasty-faced blob. I was 5'7" tall and weighed 200 pounds. I wasn't good at sports and I wasn't an exceptional student. As a result, I rarely had any dates, and when I did, the girls usually looked something like a female version of me. There were a lot of hot girls in my class that my frie...
{For one of my very favoritest Canadians...} * Meg looked around the room and listened to stories of the glory days of high school and how often they'd dropped by to visit old friends, teachers they'd liked and so on. Meg had no such fond memories. Odd little geeky girls like she'd been didn't wax nostalgic for high school. They left town right after grad...
For any blushing bride-to-be, weddings are quite undeniably the most stressful thing in the known universe. Luckily, I had finally undergone my final surgery 6 months ago, the one that would really make me a woman. That was one less complication I'd have to worry about, now that I was going to meet my Tim's family for the first time...I mean, the first time...
I didn't want to go to the reunion, but Jane insisted. Me, I'd left all those High School days way behind, they were history to me, and it wasn't a history I wanted to revisit. But Jane had loved High School. She still kept in contact with her old gang, seeing them regularly, even though we'd moved to another town soon after we married. Then I thought I'd...
We live in a small Utah town. We are Mormon's. We were both born into the Church and have, over the years of adolescence and adulthood developed a firm belief. But you see, we are very sexual beings. Having a high and active libido is frowned upon in our Church. A brief introduction. I am Nicholas. My wife of 18 years is Nancy. We had 4 kids. We owned a sma...
I wanted to try a different perspective for this attempt. Plus this takes things much slower, and is about as realistic as I could make it, whilst staying in the "erotic" genre of course. My initial thought was to write this as a two-sided "he said, she said" type thing, but I got too engrossed in the one side of the story, and so never bothered with the oth...
The final swim meet of my high school career was a month away, and I couldn't be happier. I love swimming, but having to wake up at 5 am for practice almost every day of the school week for three months out of the year quickly grew tiresome. I had lost almost all motivation to finish the last month of swim team, but only stayed on to keep my parents happy. I...
Your name is Jenny Rainwood. You're the girlfriend of an infamous rich playboy, Jacob Wright. He's the son of the mayor, and with his charming good looks, no girl can resist him - including you. However, that doesn't mean you're satisfied with just him. Despite his large cock you've always been something of a whore. You enjoy being stuffed by more than one c...
Please note: While this story is set at a high school homecoming, all characters are adults over the age of 18. The writer is a big fan of whatever happens between consenting adults. Key word...adults. Enjoy... *** Gayle Armstrong watched the teenagers mingle about the high school gymnasium. It was decorated from top to bottom in the school colors. The ba...
1. I grew up in Dawson and I never wanted to return. The town was famous for two things...trees and football. In the autumn the trees around Dawson showed glorious colour and brought tourists from hundreds of miles, and it was the season that high school football was on everybody's mind. Dawson was state champion every year and several of their young me...