I don't know how to explain it. I am not gay although I may be passive bi. I have had sex with men, but not a lot and I have always been the one receiving, you know once a friend showed me a pack of pictures of his wife from fully dressed in conservative suit to complete nude with some action photos, her sucking his dick and fucking her self with a rubber di...
Guen entered the old hotel. In a swirl, her cape was over a chair. She neared the fireplace. With a wave of her hand, a fire roared to life. She stared into the flames. "Did you have fun slumming, sweet?" She jumped and turned towards the voice. A shadow disconnected from the others. "You didn't even bother to wash his stench from you. I smelled you when yo...
IMPORTANT NOTE TO READERS! - As an official disclaimer, it must be noted and strongly emphasized that no sexual relationships between "underage" individuals and adults—either consensual or non-consensual—ever actually takes place within the descriptions and the general narrative of this literary work. As you read this story, you will come to realize that the...
He took my hand in his and pulled me towards his house. "You wanna play a couple games of b-ball? It'll get your mind of that disaster of a birthday party." He asked curiously after a moment. "Sure. I was hoping you'd say that." I smiled. "I had to get out of the house. I can't believe Logan had Jacklin over and they were makin' out all over the place at...
My first hot girlfriend made me a perverted cuck for life. This was my initiation into the power of female sexuality and the control that a dominant woman can have. The time was the early 1980s before AIDS, and we were both in high school. Her name was "M". She was a beautiful, sexy, 18 year old Italian girl with auburn hair and luscious, full breasts. She...
I had often heard the guys talking about feeling girls in the movies, but I had never believed them. That is until one afternoon during my annual holidays at Blackpool. It had been raining all morning, I had read all the papers, and I did not fancy lazing around the boarding house. So I took myself off to see a movie, with the express idea of seeing whether...
Spring was trying to arrive. The grass was becoming greener, buds were coming to life on the trees, and there was a twinge of new life in the air. Suzanne rounded the curves on the old road like a pro; she'd been driving them for eleven years. She was able to take in the scenery since her hands on the wheel were on auto-pilot. When the cluster of trees came...
The room smelled of juniper and wildflowers. She always loved burning incense and it reminded him of her. Tristan was sitting on his bed thinking of her. He thought back to when they first met and how that train ride seemed like any other morning train ride until he saw her. He remembered how she lit up the subway car with her beauty. He remembered how when...
"Only three more months until vacation!" she exclaimed over her nightly glass of wine. "You don't have to remind me, I can't wait" I replied, taking a sip of my ale. "If anything, I'm more excited than you are!" She smiled at me, her green eyes twinkling. "You just can't wait for vacation sex!" "Guilty as charged! The things I'm going to do to you..." "B...
My name is Amy Richards. I'm a regular girl, or at least I'd like to think so. Actually, that's a lie. I'm a total tomboy. Always had been. I'm around five-foot-four, with milky white skin, pale gray eyes and short black hair. I am the sort of girl who loves comic books, action movies and adores football. Yeah, I know. You don't meet too many like me. Let me...