Cindy Brawdell's initial consulting in the world of erotic teasing had been in film...she'd needed a way to get through college. Her boyfriend Lancaster " Lane " Trotter had been shocked when Cindy had told him she might have to transfer to a state university because she'd begun running out of money. "Lane, I don't have your trust fund, honey. There's no w...
My hands were trembling as I dialed Joey's number. And I wondered what I would say when I heard his phone ringing. "Hey, Joey, Ellen loves how you fuck, so let's do it again." Yeah, right, that'll sound good. I disconnected quickly, trying to get ahold of myself. What was wrong with me? Here I had the most beautiful, loving woman a man could want and I wante...
When Justin was a young 17 year old sophomore in high school he had the same urges any boy his age is expected to have. Unfortunately for him, he hadn't had any luck with the ladies. A bit overweight with glasses, and always a little late to social trends, he wasn't the most attractive kid. He was a shy, intellectual with plenty of friends, many of whom were...
I remember, as a child, when my mother explained to me that the best way to pick a gift for someone was to think of what you yourself would want to receive. A nice sentiment - and a good lesson, and a helpful one for the best friend's 10th birthday - but one which some people take a bit too literally. My boyfriend, for example. His Christmas gift to me was a...
During my senior year of High School, I'd taken a job as a busboy at a restaurant that was just down the street from my house. Football season had ended, I'd turned 18, and since I didn't play basketball or any spring sports, I decided a job would be a great way to earn some money and keep me occupied until I went off to college. And, yes, being a busboy mak...
If you are not 18 please click the x button in the right corner, if you are 18 please proceed to read my story and comment it. Any resemblance to any event, place or persons is a pure coincidence, this is a fictional fantasy story The move was tough from Philadelphia to some town in Ohio. Of all things, I had to switch high schools during my senior year. Th...
"Hey, Devil." My boyfriend was home from work. I wanted to greet him at the door and take his coat and briefcase like a good 1950s TV wife. I hugged him so tight that he couldn't breathe and he lifted me up off my feet. "Hey, Angel." We liked to make up new names for each other just about every day. "I can smell your cooking, can't wait to taste. When's ev...
Every so often, I find myself in this "gotta fuck something" mood. Honestly, it's even more specific than that: I find myself in a mood to go down on any moderately attractive woman in the area. And more honestly still, this mood doesn't come "every so often" but "every time my girlfriend leaves town." It's a problem. Every year she ventures off for about...
Okay, here's a short stroker for you. Tanya is a gorgeous woman who loves to flaunt it. She goes out shopping for groceries in a mini skirt and boots, looking for attention. She meets a neighbour on the stairs of the block of flats and likes the look of him. He offers to help her carry the shopping bags upstairs. Tanya's husband is away so she accepts and in...
My name is Brenda and I am a fat chick. I admit it. Some women don't like to hear it and they've got negative imagery associated with that word. I don't. I accept myself just the way I am. I'm going to shock you people by being honest about myself and about my sex life. I stand five feet eleven inches tall and I weigh exactly two hundred and thirty pounds. I...