1. The Road My mother told me to walk through the grasslands up to the Road. I’d been through the grasslands many times but had never gone to the Road. I’d only seen it from a distance. She told me to walk up to the Road and stand by one of the trees there and wait. She told me I didn’t need to wear or bring any clothes. She gave me a small canteen with some water and a napkin with a sandwich in it. She smiled at me and t...
After a short rest on the cum soaked carpeting, Mrs. Crawford suggested we move the party to the bedroom, "for a proper fucking," as she put it. I watched in awe as this grandmother, Jerry, with short-cropped hair and luscious G-cup breasts walked naked across the room and down the hall, her tight wide ass a lovely sight to behold. My adolescent playmate Steve followed quickly and I helped Candi, Mrs. Crawford's hot thirt...
When Chris woke up, the bus was rumbling down the road. He was still alone in one of the middle seats. Looking at his watch, he saw it was 2:14 a.m. They headed home from the Senior drama trip and weren’t supposed to arrive back in Amarillo until around 4:00 a.m. He looked around and saw a person in the seat across from him. There was just enough light to tell that it was a pink blanket. So, he assumed that one of the gir...
Five years ago, Seth and Tara Waters moved to the small town of Winston, Texas, where Seth began his stint as pastor of First Baptist Church. Now that it was time to move on it seemed like yesterday in so many ways but the friendships, they had built seemed so many. They weren’t looking to move but an old friend of Seth’s threw his name into the mix at a large church in the Dallas area and after meeting with the personnel...
The little sleepover with two equally horny playmates the other day left my testicles drained and I mostly sleepwalked through the week. I woke up Saturday morning knowing I needed to mow a couple of lawns on what was promising to be a sweltering late-summer day. But then I remembered that one of the lawns belonged to hot Mrs. Candace Johnson. My morning wood surged, and my nut juice stirred. I headed for the shower. The...
When I woke up the next morning, Johanna was long gone. After continuous fucking during the late afternoon and early evening away, she needed to get home before her boyfriend got suspicious. Even though she gave me her phone number, I doubted that I would ever call her. While she was a charming young lady, and I enjoyed having sex with her, I didn’t want another jilted lover to blame me for the problems in their relations...
Sixteen-year-old Ian West cautioned himself to remain calm and stick to his plan because detection would be disastrous. It wasn't as if he had not shoplifted before, but nothing this grand. Now long before Victoria had her secret and the shopping malls appeared, there were dozens of small specialty shops scattered across the city that carried everything in the way of lingerie. There was no internet or online shopping, thi...
In Chloe's girlish bedroom, cluttered and unkempt, Clothes strewn about, mirrors framed with selfies - Her world undressed. Walls plastered with posters Of bands and idols to admire, A cozy nest for raging hormones And young desire. A sanctuary of rumpled sheets intertwined, Their young bodies entwined, a dance designed. Darren, in shirt and briefs, His youthful form defined, Chloe, in vest and panties, Her curves confine...
Normally, I would have driven to school, but it was my last football season, and I chose to ride my bike instead for the extra workout. I rode my bike home from high school after football practice Friday night, covered in dirt and sweat. I was immediately suspicious when Mom tried to hug me at the door when I walked in. We hadn't hugged in years—not since I hit puberty. I definitely didn't hug her after I started having w...
The walk to the edge of town where the Snack Shack stood was both invigorating and relaxing, an odd mix where I felt comfortable and excited at the same time. We talked about the past year, and I gently probed about her experiences in college, hoping to hear of any sexual adventures she had experienced. Jenny easily dodged my questions, replying with either a sly grin or a shrug of her smooth, bare shoulders. I kept letti...
Jenny was always a tease, wearing short-shorts or skirts and no bra. Her sweet buns and nice titties were always on view, giving me boner anytime I saw her - and she knew it. At school, she was two grades ahead and hung out with the "cool" kids, but at home, we spent a lot of time together. "Come over after lunch tomorrow," she invited one Friday afternoon. "We can hang out." "Sure." "Oh, and my parents won't be home..."...
Just ten days after our camping trip, I picked up Bo for our first day back to school. He immediately began complaining about how much he was going to miss seeing me so much – and so much of me – since we wouldn’t be able to spend our days lying around naked. “We still have lunch and gym together,” I told him. “You’ll get to see me naked for a few minutes in the locker room.” My best friend and I had spent as much of our...
CHAPTER 1: Hannah Meets Her Future Stepbrother Amy had been seeing Dave for a few months. They were both single parents and had decided not to introduce each other to their children until they were more sure about their relationship. That time had finally come. It was decided that a picnic would be a good way for everyone to meet. Amy and her sixteen-year-old daughter Hannah would be meeting Dave and his seventeen-year-ol...
I woke up early that morning, around 8:30 on a warm and wet Saturday. It rained all night long, leaving the soccer fields particularly soggy, and it was supposed to keep raining throughout the day. I wasn’t on a team at the moment, but Paul and Jess both were. Looking out the window, I could see that it wasn't raining right now, and I knew their coaches would want to squeeze in a practice if at all possible. So, I decided...
It was halfway through the third week since Susan had moved into her new place. She and Aiden were lying in her bed after a particularly vigorous performance, basking in the sexual afterglow. Susan rested her head on Aiden’s chest, letting her fingers lazily drift through the downy hairs on his forearm - up and down, up and down. She felt contented, but also aware of something gnawing at the edges of that contentment as t...
