"What do you mean you've never seen one??" gasped Beth as we sat in her bedroom reading magazines and indulging in a smattering of girlie chatter and gossip. "It's true!" I replied, "I've never seen one." "I can't believe that!" Beth replied somewhat aghast. "Yeah, well you obviously didn't have the sort of upbringing I had!" I shot back. "Yeah but even...
This story is the sequel to Taming Fire. To those of you who wanted me to continue on with Taming Fire: I'm sorry but it was completed in my mind and there was no way I could expound on it. To solve this problem, I interwove a little of Tessa's story in with Jessie's. There still might be a few errors in this story, but at least it wasn't as rushed as Taming...
This is the seventh instalment of an 18-year-old music student's, Clare's, sexual journey. In the first instalment, a husband and wife team, who owned an escort agency, when she was still a virgin, hired her. In the second, she sets out in a limo to her first appointment with her new escort name, "Celeste", to a man who has outbid other men for the privilege...
WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction. The a...
Buffy Summers lay in bed unable to get to sleep. She closed her eyes, opened them. She fidgeted about, closed her eyes again then opened them. She looked at the clock and then looked over to Michael who was asleep next to her. Buffy frowned and then got up. Buffy ran through a graveyard. She was chasing a vampire. She leapt onto a headstone, tackled the vam...
America in 1956 seemed besotted with Peyton Place and the Kinsey Report and the boom in nudist colonies and the theories of Dr Freud. But schoolgirls in the Minnesota city of Brewer were homing in on their own sweet goal: seeing their male classmates stripped to the buff. Their male classmates nude. In their birthday suits. And more than that, nude- and hu...
Cathy pulled on a robe and rushed to answer her front door before the broken chime could make its god-awful clanking, grinding noise again. It sounded like a cowbell whose clapper scraped and rubbed after striking—worse than fingernails on a chalk board. God she hated that sound. Doug had promised to fix it weeks ago—something else he'd neglected lately. She...
The continuing life of David Harden. For those of you who know me from reading “Caught You!” and “The New Neighbor” welcome back for more. For those who are new to me, I’m a forty-six year old freelance graphic designer/illustrator. I work out of my home for anyone who needs design help. That’s why I’m heading through the door of Matt Allen’s place on this...
Molly Chapter 1 Tue Jan 18, 2011 09:29 Molly's love Ok, so maybe he was more of a crush than a real boyfriend, but we were good friends. I was the geeky goth chick, and he was the honor role track star-pretty much out of my league. Still, he hung out with me, and would stick up for me in school, which dragged him down a bit, but made my life a lot better...
Mariel Desjardins adjusted the strap of her book bag once again as she walked across campus, her books and lecture notes heavier than usual, the thin leather strap digging in to her shoulder enough to hurt. The late autumn air was unusually heavy with moisture, and she noted with pursed lips and a wrinkled brow that fat snowflakes were already drifting down...