An Evening With Lizzy After I took Rachel home Sunday I returned home and took a nap. It had been a long, but glorious weekend. After I woke up from my nap, I walked to the kitchen and Ginny was cooking supper for us. She smiled broadly as I shuffled into the kitchen. I sat down and she smiled at me. "It looks like Rachel enjoyed the date and last night's a...
July 6th was a Saturday, not just any Saturday, but the greatest one of my short life. The evening started over at my friend Brian’s house. His parents were out of town and Brian had thrown a party to celebrate his birthday and the recent end of the school year. All the hottest chicks in school were there. I spent the night trying to drink away my shynes...
SATURDAY Vickie laid under her covers late Saturday morning. She relived the night before as her hand moved over her naked body. She knew the dangers involved in her actions but the lure of the excitement, the danger, the sex, the new found urges were overwhelming and she couldn't find nor wanted to find the strength to fight it. She lounged in bed until la...
It took her six months to convince me. As she said, "A few little encounters to help us enjoy our sex life even more. What she meant was she wanted us to join her older sister, Rita, and Rita's play mates in game of selection. Selection meaning the women would select the man that would take her home and spend the night. You know sexual swinging. I was opp...
HIS SIDE OF THE STORY After our discussion over dinner and our agreement to part after the end of the school year, I began to put my life back together. I kept relations with Bambi as close to 'decent' as I could and still remain friends. I still valued Bambi's friendship. Of course, I moved with a perpetual hard on. Masturbation didn't help. . . .I did a l...
My life was running smoothly. I had graduated from college with a good enough degree in electronics engineering to get an interesting job that had prospects. I earned enough money to afford the rent on a small flat and to run a car. My social life was busy and I had a deepening relationship with my girlfriend of just over a year, Sarah. She was a civil serva...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - As a boy growing up in Brisbane, Australia in the early 1990s, young Nathan Smith loved watching the kids' show 'Don't Sleep In On Saturday' every week, mainly as he could see his celebrity crush, a pretty and bubbly presenter named Melissa Armstrong, Missy for short. Nathan was most upset when she left the show and vanished into...
I was working in Los Angeles as a bookkeeper for a small entertainment agency. My boss was the owner of the agency, he hired me when I was a couple of years out of college. I had a business degree and had studied accounting and I did bookkeeping for the agency. He said that he would train me and although the salary was modest, there was a great deal of oppor...
Author's Special Note: The author wishes to express his great appreciation to Patrick Armagh for his invaluable hard work in editing of this piece and his unique professional contribution to the story which has greatly added to quality of this work. ***** My name is Roger Cook; an average 18-year old high school student with a high "C" average academic re...
Many thanks to Techsan for his editing of this story. * I, known as The Jailbird, was a famous man in our small Scandinavian town. I was sure that people envied me because I had dared to do what many of them probably had only dreamed about. My real name is Wilmer Steen: Wilmer after some distant relative in Minnesota, which wasn't very funny when I was ki...