I watched Georgia nervously chat with some of the girls from the sorority. She wore her jean jacket and jean skirt well, but anyone could tell she was still in high school. She was a senior in high school, I was a senior in college. I'd known her since she started kindergarten. I met her brother, Nathan, in elementary school and we became best friends. My...
The Girl’s story. My view point to my first fuck Over years, I had dreamt that one day I would meet a boy who would make me beg to fuck him. I would get wet thinking of such a circumstance. Yet, all I could do in my conservative home was to look out of the window and look at boys and later lock my room and masturbate. In one early, humid and particularly d...
There's a brisk rain falling, I can hear it hitting the window pane, tappity tap. The accompanying wind is stripping the leaves from the trees creating a colorful carpet on the ground. A lazy stretch as I realize my bladder is done lying in bed, warm feet hit the cold floor and with a full body shiver I hurry to the bathroom. Just before the flush of the toi...
An experience related to me by one of my male 'acquaintances'. The names and places have been changed to protect the wicked and guilty. And of course I have taken some artistic liberties in relating the experience to accommodate my own story-telling style. ***** For a Saturday, it was a very despondent day indeed. My best friend's father had died that wee...
Everybody's over 18 in this story, FYI. Feedback welcome. When I was young and discovered pornography (I mean the explicit stuff, not just female models posed in the altogether,) it was a life-changing experience. Not that it was cheap in those days, or easy to select items that lived up to the hype on the front cover. The magazines (see how far back I'm go...
After three weeks apart, Juliette and I couldn't wait to see one another. While she was in Atlanta working a trade show, I was working 4000 miles away on the Isle of Man. We both would much rather have been in San Francisco, in our own bed, and passionately fucking like wild animals. Although we'd chat daily on the phone, I missed seeing her long red hair, p...
Ted Franklin was a guy who had it all. In high school he was popular with the girls. He was taller than anyone else in his class. He had a dark complexion and raven colored hair. His eyes were as dark as coal. He had a perfect smile with dazzling white teeth. His hair had just enough curl in it so that could be worn in a casual, tossed look. He looked just a...
Peggy and I left for the dance early about 6:30PM. We had dinner first and talked about how long we had both wanted to do what we did with each other that afternoon. It seems that Peggy wanted me as much as I wanted her ever since she was 12 years old and found her sex drive. I couldn’t get over the fact that I had missed 7 years with her, because of my lack...
The cab pulled to the curb in front of the twelve-story apartment on 36th Street in Manhattan at 12:20 AM, and a short-haired blonde got out, flashing a glimpse of thigh that caused a passer-by walking his dog to stumble before regaining his balance and moving on. It was just starting to snow as the blonde entered the lobby and pressed the button for 725. "...
This story is purely fictional in nature. Any resemblance to actual names or situations are purely coincidence. * Prologue: A story I had written about incest- daddy and daughter incest to be exact, had just been published on an erotic site I wrote for on occasion. A bit of a creative outlet during my study breaks in my last semester of college. His ema...