My neighbour in the flat opposite mine on the stairs of our block, Eric, was a nice old guy in his sixties. He was also one of the most lecherous guys I've ever met. He had an incredible collection of old porn magazines. He also had an even more erotic collection of pictures of his wife. I could hardly believe some of the nude poses he'd snapped her in. Sadly, she'd died a couple of years back. He’d also kept some of her...

It wasn't like I was avoiding my neighbours, quite the opposite. I just waited until I was pretty horny before I got myself into a position to visit. I knew that the price of fucking her was giving him the cock he wanted, I'd come to terms with that too. Any contact with Samantha was a definite bonus, of course, I was more than happy to make up for her boyfriend's strange shortcomings. I wanted to give them room though, n...

The remaining school days seemed to fly by for Ian, and before he knew it, summer vacation was full upon him. He quit his job at the second-hand store and managed to secure a part-time job as a dishwasher to provide himself with spending cash. He enjoyed his days playing baseball with his friends, riding his dirt bike, and doing all the things that young men do, but it was the nights that were his favorite part of the day...

I used to have guitar lessons and there was a girl in my class, Monica. One day I attended the lesson as usual and Monica was sitting across from me on my right. Well I never was a great guitar player, I had just finished murdering the piece and it was Monica’s turn. She put the guitar on her lap and I noticed I could see straight up her skirt. Wow, she was wearing sky-blue knickers and white tights. Being a sixteen-year-...

I jumped at the sound of the door opening behind me. There was no time to put out my cigarette. Looking over my shoulder, I saw Corey. His tall, muscular frame was silhouetted by the light from the kitchen. "What are you doing out here, Valerie?" The grin in his voice was obvious. "What are you doing out here? It's after midnight, for God's sake! Get back in the house." When he took a step toward me, I couldn't help but n...

My aunt Eleanor is loaded. She lives in a big house packed with antiques and works of art. I was never quite sure what the relationship between my parents and Eleanor was, or what made me her nephew, but I knew she wasn't a direct blood relative. I was never sure if she'd been married but there were rumours there'd been men in her life. For some reason, she seemed to take a liking to my father and my parents wanted to mak...

Jenny and I met outside my building one afternoon for our private rendezvous. Even though we were on the street, she greeted me warmly, hugging and kissing me. For once, I didn’t care if anyone saw us. Jenny was my special friend, and I thought female friends could demonstrate their affection for each other. “My sweet Chloe, it’s so good to see you today. I so much want to be with you right now.” We didn’t linger long the...

The voices outside died away. Keisha patted Jennifer just above the light tuft of hair under her panties. "You want to hear a secret?" she asked in a deviant voice. "W-w-what?" "I'm glad." "You're glad? About what? That your sister is having a terrible night? Oh my God, Keesh! That's horrible!" Keisha's fingers found the small patch of hair, they zeroed in on it and caressed it. "I know, I know, but it's just nice—for onc...

Aaliyah was the popular one. She hung out with all the cool kids, she was good at sports, and her teachers adored her—some of them too much. It was her personality that did it, that separated her from her shy, introverted nerd of a sister. There was no other explanation for it; they were identical twins. By the time they were seventeen, the void between them had grown so wide that Keisha was afraid if she ever tried to cr...

It had been a week since Kelly and I had fucked. The memory of it was rarely out of my mind, getting my hands on her tits had been a fantasy of mine for years. Getting to fuck her was something I thought I'd never do. I smiled broadly when I received her text. "I've bought new panties, red lace." I replied by reminding her of our deal. I have to see them, as I'd paid for them. I was expecting a picture back, but no, my ph...

It didn't take long for the texts to appear. Pleading with me not to show the video and offering me my money back. I didn't want my money back, I wanted my money's worth. The texts became ever more desperate, telling me how she could lose her job if that footage was leaked. The stuff she had on me would just be an acute embarrassment, bad, but not life-changing. The video I had, showing her seemingly about to suck a cock,...