I always loved going to the country, the beautiful skies the clean air and the sites are just to die for I can't help it I'm a nature guy. Living in the city was not bad I loved it, I'm a city guy at heart but it was always exciting to go down to the country and you might be thinking what a 19-year-old virgin like me loving the country nature instead of just...
This is dedicated to 'Sugar and Salt'. Hope there is enough sex in this for you, sweetheart. lol I finally sold my first book, but it would be a while before I would get royalties. So I had to stay, living in the same old apartment building, for a while longer. How old is it? It still has the little door to slip a block of ice in to keep the ice box col...
(Dedicated to my old gang from Mar-lin-do Lanes) A true story of Gutter-lust Introduction I was a 19 yr. Old kid in college living in an upscale area of the San Fernando Valley. It was a 'Cottage Community' near Hollywood in the late fifties and I was commuting to the local Glendale College Campus while living at home so as to save money. My folks had mone...
You are an 18 year old boy surrounded by bullies everywhere you turn. Your high school has apparently elected you the mascot of the losers and wimps and selected you to receive the lion's share of attention from the bully boys while simultaneously being ignored at best by the girls you lust after. At home, your family is cruel and controlling or coddling and...
__ FOREWORD This story is a first of a planned plethora, although I make no promises to submitting the rest. I have not finished writing them and do not know how well this will be received as this is my first every erotic story. To be frank, beyond essays in school, this is the first story I've ever written. I hope I'm not as terrible as I think I am at wri...
"Honey, I'm home." You say intentionally trying to make your fiance cringe. Walking into the new house you two bought together, the novelty of owning your first house and living a couple of states away from your families has not worn out on you yet. You and April, after saving up enough money, were finally able to afford moving to this house in Sal...
"Hey John, have you've seen my gym bag?" Christi asked her boyfriend. "I put it in the closet when I was cleaning up earlier." John replied from the living room while watching TV. "Thanks sweetie." John could hear her opening the closet door before she came walking hallway towards him. "I'll be back from the gym at around eight." She kissed him and began w...
My traveling keeps me with a busy schedule. All work and no play, right? Hardly. I find the time to escape and indulge in my bad self. I was out in California, visiting my family. My sister has a friend that's going through a nasty divorce and she hung out with us on the night I arrived. I mentioned that I begin to go through withdrawal from working out if...
My name is Anna Maria. I am a stripper and dance under the name Bosco. I'm a skinny flat chested light brown girl. I've got big nipples. My "charm," as it were, is that I have a big clit, big pussy lips, furry armpits, and a monster bush. The DJ at the Sky Dive where I dance calls the bush my jungle. I'm over thirty. Past peak stripper. But that means I kn...
This was a long time ago. Back in the dark ages when all college dormitories were segregated by sex. The women had to stay in their own dorms. And what was even more medieval, they could not stay out after 11:00 o'clock in the evening. They had to check in with the monitors at the front desk and it would play havoc with your record if you didn't get back in...