This is a story about a woman that I will always remember with gratitude and lust even when I am too old to do anything about it. Jenny was a young girl, my own age that lived several houses down the block. Jenny was what I would now call an “athletic” girl, not really a “tom-boy”. She played baseball and soccer on my little league teams since I was six year...
It was the giggling that began to pull Keith out of his head. Sitting in English class, halfway through the fall of his senior year of high school at St. Michael's Catholic, Keith couldn't find the energy or heart to care about Hester Prynne or her scarlet letter. So, he'd let himself drift off into fantasy. This fantasy - like many of his since the beginnin...
"Oh, I remember these halls," he muttered as we walked down the main hall. "We made out for the first time right over in that small space, and you let me get to second base in the women's room over there too," he mentioned, pointing at it. "Yes, I remember it all too well, Dwight. Especially the time we got caught in room 242 when I...
Bess is beginning to feel nesting tendencies towards Benni just at the time her dad is eager to start up an affair with the sophisticated scarlet woman, Mrs Lucas. The story crawls onwards, though without too many adulterous affairs, and the hero is given the opportunity to buy stock in the company – daddy's little daughter's idea to give Benni greater incen...
This takes place twenty years after the main series. All characters are over the age of eighteen whenever they were depicted in a sexual manner. Nathan Buchanan was experiencing the first perks of being a star athlete. As a just turned eighteen-year-old senior he had finally hit a major growth spurt he had grown several inches to over six feet tall. His met...
Hello there, thank you for reading this small excerpt from my life, my name is John. I am a 22 year old landscaper, I am also a slave. I have many fond memories from my teenage years, mostly of playing video games, sailing, playing ball and so forth. But all that changed around three years ago. I was a highschool senior at the time (held back a year for inc...
Lolita Livingstone opened up a bottle of firewhiskey and pressing it to her lips tilted her head back gently, she closed her eyes as the hot liquid warmed her throat and the heat spread through her body. "To the end of exams," she toasted, clinking her bottle against a similar one held by Athena Zijarda. The English born witches had been sent to Goseaton...
Have you ever woken up in the morning and thought to yourself, "What the fuck did I DO last night!?" In this case, it was more along the lines of "WHO the fuck did I do last night!?!" I had that thought last Saturday, wiped the sleep from my eyes and looked around the room. Hung over, I told myself to quit yelling inside my own head. Maybe it was just one to...
This is a true story. Happened the night of December 8, 2008. For some reason I felt the need to switch the point of view when it gets to the sexier part. Meh, I dunno. It's just a whole lot easier to write about it without talking about myself, and I personally think it's a whole lot more fun to read that way. So... Deal with it. "You don't have sex with s...
Dani I tried to be honest with my husband, I really had. But how do I tell him how devastated I was when Alan accepted that scholarship to Georgia instead of Washington State? How, now, thirty-one years after I'd last seen him, I'm still so in love with him. It was why I hadn't wanted to dredge up the memories when Robert started asking me about 'my first...