My name is Kirsten. I'm twenty-five years old, and I have been exploring my sexuality following a bad breakup. I'm 5'3", about 128 lbs with reddish hair, 32C breasts, and a nice athletic build. I'm not a model by any means, but men think I'm cute. A couple weeks ago, I was over at my friend's house looking at her laptop while she outlined her plan for her...
Not long after I finished writing the last part in the series, Gift from Outer Space, I wrote a couple more chapters on what I thought would happen next. I wanted to explore some sci-fi concepts and revisit some of my favorite characters. However, life got extremely busy and a part of me felt the most interesting part of their tale had been told. Now they'r...
Again her use of the word had floored me. It wasn't just that, but the slight almost undetectable smirk she had when she called me it. Nigel and I used to joke about Maureen putting on this posh accent. But now and then it would slip which made it all the more ridiculous. But she did have a certain presence around her. When we used to go to dinner she would...
Ch. 04 – S&S Barroom Etiquette and Poolside Lessons The Bar: Friday evening at the Bengal Lounge was dark, crowded, and loud. Sullivan waited for Sarah at a small corner table with a beer. He had just arrived, and he already felt intimidated. Sullivan had actually put thought into what turned out to be the wrong clothing. He had chosen his most casual lo...
This past summer, Vicky and I went camping in the hardwood forest of Central Pennsylvania. There were three days left of vacation, and I suggested with our budget to spend them in the woods. We did not go to a campground, but instead found a secluded spot thick with maples and oaks. After we cleared an area and pitched our tent, I grabbed my fishing rod, and...
Hello Readers. Thank you to all of you who have sent me feedback. I appreciate all your comments. I am in my last year of University and have been crazy busy, so not much time for writing lately. Still, I couldn't resist jotting down one quick short story. I did a quick proof but apologize in advance for any errors I missed. I hope you enjoy. Happy humping,...
Jessica had to pee. Half awake and still half drunk, she fumbled her way out of the strange bed and groped for her cel. Once located, it indicated 3:12. She worked hard to focus enough to remember where she was. Mark was snoring away in the darkness. He could sleep through a hurricane once he nodded off and she knew that he probably wouldn't be up until te...
Dave awakens with a slight start, but his mind still feels foggy. It was still night, though the moon had moved significantly in the sky. Had it all been a dream? Had it even been real? Well the fact that his penis was still hanging out of his pants seemed to prove it had either been real or he had masturbated to his imagined sexual encounter. A sexual enc...
This is my second story. I didn't make it as lengthy as my first but I left the ending open to a sequel. If anyone wants one please let me know and I'll write one! :) All characters in this story are 18 years or older. ************ All the yelling from downstairs was muffled the moment I slammed my door shut. I was so mad. I paced around my room with my h...
It was too warm to sleep. At least, it was too warm for Davey to sleep. As he passed the door to his parents' bedroom he could hear his father snoring. His parents must have been more affected by jet-lag than he was. Not for the first time, he felt embarrassed. Eighteen years old and on vacation with parents, in the same apartment. Wearing only his boxer s...