Susie O'Connell tells me she is writing a journal and asked me to write something describing what "Trish" and I did after I met her. She said she wanted to have my perspective. I guess an introduction is appropriate first. My name is Howard Duncan. I am 19 and am about to begin my second year at the local community college. I am preparing for a career in ci...
Last season of high school tennis, for me that is, last match, last swing. Scanning the crowd I look for father, absent. Sammy gives me a small wave, I return with a wink then face my opponent; a strong blonde woman standing in opposition to me waiting for a serve. The ball goes up, and then the racket, massive connection and the ball zips from me. First bou...
In 1958 Bess Armstrong was 18 years old. She lived in a small town in the mid-west. It was one of those towns that had one of everything, one police station, one main street, one library, one public school, the type of place where nothing really happens and life seems stalled in a mundane limbo. Bess really hated it there, she felt like she just didn't fit i...
Next morning, Sarah woke up earlier than I did. She put on a slip and woke me up. I was still wearing her panties. My lower body was still sore from last night's ejaculation. Although I did not have any wet dream the previous night, my pad was soaked with urine. Last night, in the middle of the night, I wanted to go to washroom, but Sarah was hugging me so...
I was back in town after a long spring semester at college. It was refreshing to be home, and away from the city and its mindless pressures. College was turning out to be much more than it appeared to be on TV dramas and movies, but being a top student in high school kept me prepared for whatever my professors threw at me. That said, I had not really had mu...
CHAPTER 2: Alexis It happened so suddenly. No warning. Nothing. I was coming home from school with my best friend like always, usually I would go home, drop off my things talk with my mom for a bit before she would leave to teach her evening yoga classes and then I would go next door and hang out with my best friend and her family. The Wards are practi...
Hello all! I have read many interactive stories following this genre and would like to make my own. Hoping to create a new universe ripe for exploring. This story will be open for any user to add to as long as the rules are followed. Rules: All characters must be 18+ No scat, gore, shrinking, vomit, diapers, anthro, male on male or death. New character...
The Cedar Hill high school cheerleaders always had their lunch together in the cafeteria. There was Veronica Wilson the head cheerleader; Chantelle Spiros who became famous by going to school completely naked; Marsha Dickson, who Jamie Taylor thought had the sexiest pussy; Jill Tumbling who had swallowed Jamie's cum at Veronica's birthday party; and Tonni Ar...
I want to thank Ladyfalcon for her assistance by making constructive comments and editing this story. * * * * * * * Growing up on a farm in rural southern Illinois, unlike city kids, I had few other children to play with, and I had no siblings. Luckily, our farm neighbors, who lived on the farm next to ours, had a daughter, almost the same age as me. She...
I sat there, staring into my beer, beginning to hate every minute of this, my wife's twenty-fifth high school reunion. The whole thing seemed like a waste. We had met and married after we met in collage—I didn't know any of these folks—and for that matter, she hadn't seen or talked to any of these folks since then (save for a few close friends she had retain...