Koh was an eighteen-year-old, Japanese cherry boy, which was their term for virgins. He had a long, thin frame and mop-top hair. He was cute enough to be a member of a boy band, but he wasn't; he was simply a shy, reserved college freshman trying to overcome his lack of confidence with women and lose his virginity. Having summoned the courage to answer a cas...
This is the third story in a trilogy. The first story, Summer School: The Introduction is published under "mature". The second, Summer School: Breaking-up Party under "Group sex". - - - - I used to visit my grandfather Anders regularly when he was an old man and bound to a wheel chair. His brain was still sharp and he entertained me with stories from his...
All characters are 18 and above. *** In the distance, there stood a young woman near a hill. There was nothing particularly abnormal about her. She simply stood there and minded her own business while admiring the scenery. Trees and jade hills could be seen on sides. It was both a gardener's an arborist's paradise. Shrubs, orchards, and other plants were s...
Eric and I sat naked on the bleachers at the YMCA pool, St Paul. It was nine on a Monday night, the facilities near deserted. My weights room buddy had kept me back later than usual, after our swim and workout, with his ceaseless talk of body building, body builders, new routines, favorite muscle groups. After two hours of exercise I was happy to linger in h...
Pumping it up, for a sweet, sweet victory This series is a collaboration with KatieTay. The first three chapters appear in her library. This one fits thematically more into my library. She deserves all the credit for the quality of the writing. I accept all the blame for the topics. ***** I moaned into my pillow. Judith was straddling my lower back while...
AUTHOR NOTE: The following is a story about sex between an older woman and a 21-year-old man. It has forceful, dominant sex, which leads to romantic, consensual sex, but if the thought of a 70-year-old woman, pretty but with the body of an older woman, does not appeal to you, don't read it and complain you didn't like it! Plenty of other stuff out there to t...
This story is based on what may be an urban myth from my college days. A fraternity brother told me about the incident after my own adventure, described in my story "Pledge Class Payback" so I believe it to be true. When I asked about it, no one could remember the actual names or years or the fraternity. However, it fed my imagination and inspired me to writ...
Going back to work after a long weekend with my mistress is a hard thing to do. After taking four days off with the holidays this time it was even harder. At home all I have to do is put on my dress, apron, hose and high heels and follow my mistress's instructions. Sure it hurts a bit her slapping my balls if I fail to be ladylike, and it often is difficult...
I am sending this e-mail to you, Miss Stephanie, because I just discovered my slave-boy, Tresner, has been sending you these impudent stories in the hopes of getting your phone call. I am horrified, and terribly apologetic. He was not allowed to join any Yahoo Groups without my permission—indeed, he isn't allowed to use the computer much at all, and is o...
For those of You that have asked (and You know who You are!), this is fiction, as were my previous two submissions. Of course, if there is a willing (Dominant) Woman out there who would like to make it a reality... Her Return: There is a knock on the door, and I hurriedly jump up to answer it. Opening the door, I am greeted by a wondrous sight, She has ret...