A lot of this story will seem very strange or even quaint to those of you in your twenties or thirties because it takes place in 1970 when no one had ever heard of smart phones or tablet computers. I had just returned home after final exams. My first year of college was pretty typical for that era. I had done the usual number of fraternity parties, smoked a...
Chris Everwood leaned back in his chair and stared out the window of Fullerton College. Chris loved his job mainly because this was a school for girl's only and had strict rules to keep the students in line. This saved him from a lot of stress and provided an excellent view a majority of the time. It was the first class of the semester, a new group of incom...
It was raining outside and had just started to storm. Marie couldn't believe how strong the storm had gotten so quickly. She was on her way home from picking up her new camper and the rain was just coming down in buckets. This weekend Marie was finally getting out just her and two of her friends for some camping and they had looked forward to a relaxing week...
I want him so badly, I want him at all times. If I could fuck him a thousand times a day, it wouldn't be enough. I can't get enough of him. I can't get enough of running my fingers through his chest hair and kissing his neck. I can't get enough of the feeling of him teasing me by gently brushing his fingers along my back, or kissing and licking my nipples, o...
There was this girl named Connie. I'd seen her for years, and she worked the checkout at the new Foodliner supermarket on Fairmount Drive. She had cinnamon colored hair, lustrous and gleaming. She usually wore it in a thick, twisting ponytail, tied with pink ribbons. With her round face, snubby nose, and bright green eyes, she looked like a trade mark doll v...
Wearing skimpy clothes has always turned me on; sometimes I lay around the house with a towel wrapped around my narrow hips or simply nothing at all, usually nothing at all late at night during an erotic movie, imagining myself with a guy that was three times my age that enjoys watching my 18 year old body. One night after cheerleader practice, late Friday...
I remember the pounding beat and flashing lights and bodies writhing in ecstatic unison, clutching a moment. From across the table, I watch her finger tracing the velvet rope of her mouth, bending her kiss. My tongue darts out, knowing her taste... her scent. My cock crushes headlong into the prison wall of my zipper: abraded and chastened, and as repentant...
There she was; a petite, curvy, dark haired girl standing all alone in the nightclub. Drink in her hand, moving her body slightly to the rhythm, pretending not to feel left out as her friend stuck her tongue down some guys throat next to her. And there he was; walking towards her, full of confidence, knowing he had all eyes on him. The sexual attraction betw...
The slender arm stretched out. The wrist furrowed through crumpled bed sheets. The calm afternoon sun coated the slightly Asian, slightly tanned skin. The black, smooth hair was strewn all over the pillow. The face was buried somewhere deep underneath in hypo-allergenic goose feathers. A foot, colored lighter than the rest of the body, kicked up a blanket sl...
It was almost time....just another hour to go until the evening started. She ran a hot bubble bath in the hotel bathroom, marveling that they actually had a deep tub instead of the standard shallow one most motels she had been in had installed. She slipped into the hot fragrant water, laid back and closed her eyes. The water had a soothing effect on her nerv...