My name is Jim, and I spent this past summer back on my Uncle's farm in Iowa. I was sixteen years old and will be a senior in High School. My Uncle asked me to come out and work on his farm for the summer, and he would pay me $200. At the time, Tom, who was about twenty-five and Joyce, who was nineteen, was the only kids left at home on the farm. Tom had leased some land and was farming it along with help from his dad. Jo...

It started with a few kisses. An innocent kiss on the forehead from him to her. An innocent peck on the cheek, from her to him. But the way they looked at each other right after was the thing that changed everything. They laid there curled up under the covers, him bare-chested, wearing his heavy cargo shorts he thought could hide his erection, her in a flimsy blue tank top and those white panties he always liked to see he...

My name is Mary, and I'm twenty years old. I finished my second year in college and was home for the summer. A friend of the family asked me if I would stay with their sixteen-year-old son, Billy, while they went on a trip. He had just turned sixteen and didn't have a driver's license yet. They wanted me to take him to school in the morning and pick him up after his swimming practice in the afternoon. Billy could fix his...

( A short review of Part 1. Tom had gone to take a nap before going out on a date with Jane.) Tom and Jane were swimming in a pool naked. Tom had always wanted to go skinny dipping with Jane. They were splashing each other and laughing. They had a beach ball that they threw back and forth.Tom swam underwater towards Jane and came up right in front of her. He grabbed her, kissed her and pulled her close to him. He could fe...

I have had the crossdressing bug for many years and have collected some items to fully dress with, such as a wig, makeup, fake boobs and all that makes me look as fem looking as possible. Being in my mid fifties however, there was really no way that I was going to be truly passable or that hot, so I thought  Over the years, I collected my lingerie, heels, wigs and experimented with makeup.  I mostly took it with me on tra...

Tom was an eighteen-year boy who had graduated from High School. He was good looking and had been very popular at his school. He was working in a grocery store as a bagger until he had to leave for college. Tom had a girlfriend, Jane, who was working for her father. One evening, a nice looking woman came through the check-out line where Tom was the bag boy. She smiled at Tom and asked him if he could help her carry her gr...

My heart was still racing; it had been one hell of a day! I’d been having a rough time, but my flatmate Sarah had decided to try and cheer me up, an effort that had involved a fair amount of alcohol and what I assumed to be innocent flirting. However, it hadn’t been so innocent after all, as Sarah had joined me in the shower and we had just made each other cum. She moved towards the door, then stopped and turned to look b...

The eighteen-wheeler was travelling at sixty miles an hour round a blind bend when it hit the car Nancy Young was driving.  She never stood a chance.  Her husband and her daughter, Martha, were devastated by her death, and Elias hardly noticed that the compensation paid by the owners of the lorry was enough that he never needed to work again. For Elias, the worst part of the grief was the local widows, and a few would be...

Odd things sometimes go on behind closed doors in families. Way back in my college years, when I was not quite twenty, I was dating a girl from the year below me. Her family seemed protective of her, I thought. They did not like her out late, although they were okay with me bringing her home and then hanging out with her in the house. There was a back room which was relatively private, but we were still chaperoned by the...

I’d been working in the pub since I was just seventeen, collecting glasses at first. I was now eighteen and at Uni, but had taken a job there again for the summer. I had got to know some of the customers quite well, by name and of course what they drank. One, in particular, had caught my eye. John was maybe thirty-something, tall and a bit distinguished, with a ready smile and very self-confident. We would often chat brie...

My girlfriend and I have been together for just over two years now. Melony was perfect for me. Twenty years old, five-foot-five, soft milky skin, beautiful emerald eyes, and jet black hair. She was a wild card fashion-wise. She enjoyed everything from studded leather pants and a biker vest to skin-tight party dresses and fuck-me pumps. Her ass was plump and spankable and her natural 38DDs were mouthwatering. She had a bub...