Her name was Holly. God she was beautiful. I was smitten the moment I laid eyes on her. Although she was just an intern, she seemed mature for her age. She oozed with confidence and whenever she entered the office, everyone would stop and look at her. Holly must've been 21 or 22 years old. She liked to keep fit, she always wore tiny mini-skirts which showed...
This is the story about a young woman named Kelly, and an older gentleman TJ, written in the first person from the perspective of the girl. TJ is a friend of the family, and was Kelly's frequent "babysitter" when she was a young girl. Readers will notice I have split the events of the evening into two parts. Part One is the more tame telling of the non-sexua...
Life passes in a hurry, as you age the years pass as quickly as the weeks once passed, or so it seems, yet on this rapid merry-go-round. I still cannot forget Aurora, Aurora Perfecta, the golden one, with her magnificent penis. Aurora was very feminine in person. You would never have guessed what a baton she hid underneath her miniskirt. She passed through...
Julie and I go way back, to my first moving here. She lives next door and was so shy at first that I wasn't even sure I had a neighbor. As I moved in I caught a fleeting glimpse of a tall blonde, but never got a good look. It was over a month before we formally met and I learned that it was because she is a very, very private person. Eventually my winsome pe...
Author's Note: This is a work of erotic fiction, loosely based on the characters from a popular situation comedy. The author makes no claim to the series nor to the characters. Kings & Queens – Chapter 1 Carrie gets her wish Deacon laid back and enjoyed the moment as his lovely wife Kelly rode his organ to several small orgasms, her soft mewls and squea...
"Ok everyone, load up!" shouted Mr. Brady. All around us, classmates started grabbing their bags and loading them into the storage compartment below the greyhound style bus which had been transporting us during the trip. This morning had been peaceful. Emma and I slept together in the big king bed in my room, holding each other and enjoying the soft heat th...
Jasmine untied the wide, toweling cord that held her bathrobe securely in place. As she pulled back the lapels on either side of her body she felt a familiar surge of energy deep inside her vagina -- her body seeped warm moisture into her inner chasm. The eighteen year old's firm, succulent breasts sat perfectly displayed in the morning light and the lips o...
Dawn to some people represents rebirth, or a new start, others it's a way to describe a fresh new morning. To me it's the worst part of the day. This morning I awoke at my parents place on the sofa; I was visiting them for the weekend. The housing bust of 2008 had left them destitute, so much so that I couldn't live them, I had to board with Dawn Morgan. T...
Heather looked very sad when he walked out of the bathroom, two minutes later. "I don't understand it." She said. "Why can't you make the same mistake with me you made with those other girls?" "Because I've made it too many times. You have seen where it has gotten me so far." "I just don't see where one more time would be that bad." "Are you hearing you...
Our encounter with Lynnette and Steve did a lot for both Talia and myself in feeling relaxed being nude on the beach. We sit on our blanket and eat our lunch and minute by minute begin feeling more and more natural being naked. It feels wonderfully free and liberating. Even though she never mentions it, Talia notices that my penis is remaining semi-hard the...