Sarah sashayed a little in front of the full-length mirror, giggling. She was wearing a brand new dress, a little red number, a wrap style with the 'belt' in a bow on her right hip, and three-quarter sleeves. She'd paired the red dress with bright blue peep-toe pumps, and a chunky blue necklace. Her slender arms were bare, and her blonde hair was loose and s...
as told to BrettJ © 2006 * November 15 Wow! I'm eighteen today, and so far, it's been a really great day. Mom and Dad let me skip school, my friends are coming over later for a party and my sis sent me this great, leather-bound journal to write in. I hope I'll have a lot to put down in here, I think it's going to be a great year! November 16 The party l...
For those that were fans of the first two instalments (And I am flattered if it's even just one person) I apologize for the delay in part 3. Again, this is a story about an older married man, Brad, and how he had a mid-life sexual awakening with his eighteen-year old neighbor, Catherine. The names are changed slightly but I draw inspiration from very real pe...
Author's Note: This story is an epilogue to my three-chapter series called "The Swim Team". If you have not read that series, this story will have no context. After writing "The Swim Team" I got a lot of requests for further adventures of Monica and Ryan, a love triangle with Simone, more sex, more revelations about nudism, including an experience with Monic...
The author kindly advises that this scenario contains descriptions of group sex and graphic language and is only suitable for persons over 18 years old. Chapter 5-The Urge It had been snowing for many hours. A thick white blanket covered the university grounds. The Christmas holidays were almost here. During the final days of this semester Grace did some l...
She avoided me for a few days, it felt like months, every hour she hid in her room, slipped out before I was awake, passed me in the kitchen without speaking, I felt it in my belly, a quickening when I heard her footsteps, the hope, she'd speak to me, look at me, allow me to apologise. And then awful churning despair when she left. When nothing happened. I...
This story is not true, is just a fantasy of mine. It is based on a family I knew growing up. It is a fantasy of what could have been. ***** I was 18 years old finishing up my junior year in high school. I was sexually active on the pill with no steady boyfriend. With summer approaching I befriended Scott Fredrick. He was in my class, new to our school in...
Danielle groaned as she adjusted her bra once again. The straps cut into her shoulders and the band bit into her breasts, which overflowed the cups. Her new shirts weren't much better, several rode up and didn't touch the tops of her hips anymore, and others failed to reach her navel. All they had in common was how they stretched taut around her bust. Pants...
I was going to throw a twenty-first birthday party for my wife. We lived in an apartment building so my wife's parents threw the party at their house instead. We invited a couple who were friends of ours and lived in our building. Mario and Maria had moved here from Mexico about four years ago. They lived together and had two kids ages six and four. For som...
"I'm bo-ored," Bunny said in a singsong tone as she leaned over Leon's shoulder. Leon swatted irritably at her head, but she just ducked back and started skipping around the table, singing, "Bored bored borededy bored, boredy bored bored bored bored..." "Alright, who let the Bunny have sugar?" Kathleen snarked, prompting a round of desultory laughter from t...