With summer drawing to a close I was certain that I was going be leaving home a virgin. My luck with girls had never been terrific one might say it bordered on being tragic. I guess you could say that I painfully shy which was a direct result of a lack of self confidence. I struggled to engage in conversation with anyone but especially girls. I guess you cou...
You’re an 20-year-old student at the university. You’re not handsome, but you hope girls don’t qualify you as ugly either. You’re the nice guy, always trying to help others. Unfortunately, being the nice guy doesn’t really help when trying to get a girlfriend. Girls usually go for the hotter guys, who also show more confidence. You don’t show confidence, but...
That day, I went alone into Enfield and the industrial estates around there in search of some high-end chilling equipment. I found a Magnet store that could send someone around to design your kitchen, or take measurements and do one for you in the store. Vera had intricate details on her house documents, so I took them in, told the young Asian gent what I wa...
The Paperclip I sit in the corner of the classroom, yards away from three friends: Vanessa, Mona and Amanda. Vanessa is especially pretty as she daydreams while Mona and Amanda study for the next day's test. Twisting a paperclip, I accidentally flick it under Vanessa's desk. She sees it and senses my eyes on her legs. She notices my melancholy face and, b...
We had engaged a maid for our household. She was very efficient in her chores. She was 18 years old, had firm boobs, tight ass, and lovely thighs. Whenever she used to clean my room, she used to bend down to broom or mop the room and I would get a good view of her melons. I used to masturbate thinking of her. She used to sleep in a room adjoining mine (ser...
Based on a true story. Jem's freshman year at a Southern California university was coming to an end, and she was still a virgin. Even her plain and mousy roommate had lost her virginity a whole semester earlier. Jem was not an unattractive girl by any means, as she was toned, lean and athletic. In fact, she was admitted to the university on a volleyball sch...
Inspired by a married couple I have recently been chatting on line with, the following story contains elements of mild D&S between consenting adults. This is a subject I admit to having very little knowledge of, only what I've gleaned from conversations and the internet, so if I've got it wrong, I apologise profusely to anyone who practises that particul...
He was a 22-year old virgin. He hated it. He didn't know why girls didn't like him. But he had ideas. He couldn't understand why guys he knew who were even shier than him could get chicks. He could meet girls. He had friends who were girls. But he could never take it to the next step. He could never show his interest properly. Part of this was because he had...
Gene's workday began like any other; get up at 9:30, get ready for the day, and leave for work at 10:30 on the town's local bus service. Today was a Friday, so he was grateful for the end of another work week. His job? A dishwasher at the local burger joint. Exciting, right? About him, Gene was 29 years old, and his 30th birthday is tomorrow. Go Gene, right?...
Katie Monk, dressed in those kind of pink shorts that flair out in a cute way at the bottoms and with her magnificent top crammed into a plain white shirt that threatened to have its buttons blown off by tit pressure, looked up the street and finally smiled. She spotted Rick's cream and red 1959 Lincoln convertible approaching a low speed. Mick always drove...