I'm not ashamed to say that I'm one of the biggest male sluts I know. I don't go hunting women down, though, I let them lure me. Make the eye contact, do the smile thing, strike up the conversation, and all of a sudden they're ready to take me home like I was a lost puppy dog: "It's getting a little crowded in here, you wanna go to my place?" Once the invita...
My sister was always one of the prettiest girls I knew, and as we got older her beauty only grew greater. By the time I was college age she was the out on her own with a job and her own apartment. I had long since had the hots for her, and she knew it. Many times she'd remind me that we weren't going "there" and our relationship stayed the course. I never in...
By Adam and Evie Lyn Zasse The authors of this story are real. The event described actually happened. It occurred on a quiet, peaceful afternoon several months ago. The experience initiated a new friend into the exciting and world of womanly pleasures. The authors welcome your comments. * Chapter one, Initiation Evie Lyn quickly set the lunch dishes i...
I paused on my way out of the grocery store to flirt with Gayle, a buxom eighteen year old clerk. She and I had shared treasured moments of flirtation for months. Treasured by me anyway. I had no idea if she even thought about it. Perhaps her behaviour was just natural, as automatic as the way her breathing seemed to threaten to pop her shirt open. “You saw...
Stacey sat at her desk. It was almost ten o'clock. Her candle glowed beside her. Mozart's sweet tones sung from the speakers. Her long, dark hair was loosely pulled up and fastened with a white clip. Two stray tendrils hung on either side of her face. She was wearing his white collarless shirt and a pair of jeans. She often wore that shirt when she wanted to...
Where was David? Usually football practice started early and ended right before volleyball did. But he was nowhere to be seen; actually she didn't see any of the football players out in the parking lot. What was going on? There wasn't any point in going to the field to find out if they were still practicing, she would still have to wait and walk back to the...
Emma was still stunned as she climbed out of her cab in front of her apartment building and walked through the front doors. She climbed the stairs, silently contemplating what the man had said. He seemed to be fighting, same as her, but it made no sense, since he seemed to be someone who had had his foot in the door of the big businesses and his hand in the...
Kenzi Reinman sat up in bed, slipping off her sleeping mask. Her breathing was heavy, and there was a slight glisten of sweat on her chest, making her white tank top cling to her breasts. She had had an incredibly sexy dream- a forbidden, naughty, delicious dream. It had been about her much older, hot neighbour Mark Grath. He was old enough to be her daddy,...
Cassandra told me that while Mark was touching her, she thought of me. I know she was trying to make me feel better, being so far away. I'm not a jealous person by nature, but I could hear her voice become breathy as she retold her experience. I knew she truly enjoyed this unexpected sexual journey that Mark led her on. While being assertive in her daily l...
Constance emerged slowly from sleep, as if wakefulness were a tower and she had to ascend from the lowest dungeon. Her every muscle ached, particularly those around her jaw. Her nipples throbbed. Her cunny and bottom felt sore and stretched. Memories of the previous night's orgiastic encounter flipped through her mind like a shuffled deck of cards. She sho...