As always my stories are true. This occurred during the summer of my junior year in college while attending summer school. This details one of the best sex stories ever told to me and led to a remarkable two weeks. When I arrived for the first day of my Bioethics class I did what I always did and checked out the girls who I would be spending the next few we...
I had met her in my favorite local pub, she being behind it and serving me my favorite libation. She was just back from graduate school for the summer. Kate poured a strong drink and melted me with her beautiful eyes and outgoing personality. It seemed that when things got slow, she would gravitate to me for conversation. Why I did not know, but I graciously...
I am one of those girls who decided long ago that it would be easier to translate my name from Vietnamese to English, rather than spend the rest of my life explaining the spelling and pronunciation of Summer in Vietnamese. My parents aren't American hippies. They're Vietnamese. So, in English, I'm just Summer. As a kid, I was skinny, tiny, awkward, and neve...
Although Henry was 18 and had finished his freshman year in college, he still looked young for his age. He was not happy about going home for the summer because he knew that he would soon be back under his mother's thumb at home, after enjoying a delightful two terms of freedom at his university. He had tried to schedule some courses there for the summer t...
Thank you for the interest shown by clicking on my essay. I hope you find it interesting, perhaps entertaining. As you will discover, it is also a preview of hundreds of pages that I have written for my own enjoyment. Hundreds more pages have been written since, lots of fun. A couple of stories have already been posted. I shall submit more. Positive response...
It’s morning, not particularly early, but overcast; if you are the romantic sort, or the depressive sort, or some easy combination of both, it gives the distinct impression of faded photographs. Those gray skies. It’s like the whole of the earth is encased inside of a slate chest that just had the lid shut; it’s foreboding and draining. It saps the strength...
School had been bad the previous year but at least he'd had his friends. Now, with his dad moving to a super-rich suburb, he knew nobody. Worse, everyone but him was rich. All the kids had cars, fancy clothes, ski vacations in winter and trips to Europe in the summer. Chances seemed good that Matt would become the ultra-nerd, despised by his fellow students,...
Hello, and welcome. This is the final chapter of the story. I want to thank everyone who read it for sticking with it through to the end. I hope you found it enjoyable. I want to thank the following people who helped me create this fantasy: LaRascasse, my editor for really helping me with this. Kalamazoo707 and Donalde for helping me stay track and simply b...
It was the summer I turned eighteen and it was unforgettable. My parents separated before I can even remember. My mom remarried and moved to London. My dad would not allow her to take me with her...and smart lady that she is she did not want me caught in the middle of a very nasty custody battle. Instead they compromised. And I got the best of both worlds, L...
Not too many of these stories are true, however, this IS a true story of what happened to me last summer...with my next door neighbor, Christine. It all started about 35 years ago, in junior high school. That’s right, my first “puppy love." Christine A. I couldn’t forget her...black shoes, white socks, plaid skirt, white blouse, sweater, short blond hair, b...