Imagine lying naked on your bed. You’re blindfolded and can’t see a thing. On the other side of the door is someone you’ve never met, never talked to, and may never meet visually. They are waiting to fuck you. That was my fantasy. I didn’t want to know who the person was at all. I didn’t want to have to think about it. I just wanted to get fucked by someone who could see me, but I couldn’t see. And someone who might run i...

I knew he was too young for me the second I saw him, but I wanted him. Badly. And the way he was looking at me, I was pretty sure he felt the same way. He approached me with a beer in each hand. “Hey. I’m Dale.” “Hi Dale. I’m Shelby.” “This party is kinda loud. Do you want to get some fresh air?” he asked, nodding towards the patio. I nodded and followed him outside. There were some people outside on the patio, but I coul...

We’d been dating for about a month now and he was driving me crazy. Our dates mostly consisted of some hot and heavy make-out sessions. We’d spend hours on my couch, just kissing. He’d fondle my breasts and once, he’d slid one finger between my wet lips. But then he’d stopped himself. I didn’t know how he could get up and leave after that, and I was wondering if it was me. Did he think I wanted to go slow? Was he worried...

Only days before he knocks at my door wondering what he will find inside… will I be naked and waiting for him? Will I be clad only in a bathrobe? Will I be wearing some sexy lingerie? Will I be on my knees, naked, mouth slightly open inviting him inside? Only days before he arrives and my mind flits to images of him between my legs, moving down to taste me before my eyes close in ecstasy; images of him, pushing my head do...

Eric and I had been best friends for years. I honestly had never thought of him as anything else up until that night. He’d watched me go through braces and boyfriends, PMS and caffeine highs – he’s seen some pretty rough spots but he’d been around for lots of the good stuff as well. And I had seen Eric through a lot of good and bad as well. It was me that told him he was being an asshole when he was avoiding breaking up w...

It was such a relief to get out of town and have some time to myself. I adored having a personal retreat at a nice hotel. Yesterday afternoon, I hung out by the pool with a good book. I wasn’t trying to get attention, but could I help it if the only bathing suit I had with me was a cute little striped string bikini? I didn’t even notice the cute little family come out on the deck until the little girl was standing beside...