Cathy Sampson was living the good life of a High School Cheerleader. She was smart, pretty, and popular. Her classes were going better than ever in this, her senior year at West High. Cathy's folks were proud of her, as you would expect. She always tried...
I stood in front of Holly's apartment door that Friday evening in early March, a bottle of cheap pinot noir in my hand. Though Holly and I had worked together at the city library for several months, this was the first time she'd invited me over to her pla...
The next morning was uneventful. Demi had coffee made when I awoke, and I found her in the kitchen. We kissed good morning as was our family custom and had a quick breakfast. "We need to make sure we don't leave any incriminating evidence lying around, Se...
I was nineteen, and on the last holiday I ever took with my parents before I went to university. We were staying in a beach chalet, a sort of big wooden hut next to the sea owned by friends of my parents, Ray and his wife Janet. Ray and Janet were with us...
Sitting in the lecture hall, I strained my vision to read the slides on the screen. They were swimming before my eyes, and the light of the screen set off jolts of pain in my throbbing head. I looked away, focusing on the professor. Professor Lopez was a...
I was afraid I was becoming a slut, but Tom's tongue always made me remember why I was doing all those things. After we returned home, Tom volunteered to get the mail. Returning from the mailbox, I could tell he was excited. Here it is! It was addressed t...
Chapter 1: Ginny's Story = A few weeks ago, instead of getting on with the jobs I wanted him to do, Stan was still in bed late in the morning. Around 11 o'clock, my friend Alice came to visit, as we wanted to arrange a girls’ tea party for next week. Alic...
Hey! You. Yes, you. Sorry to bother you like this, out of the blue. You don't know me and I don't know you, and I'm sure you're busy with whatever shit is going on in your life right now, but I'm in quite a bit of a jam here, and I could really use your h...
His breath hitches as I inch closer, the air charged with anticipation. I trace a finger down his chest, reveling in the sharp intake of breath this elicits from him. There's no turning back now, no lingering shadows of doubt — just the raw intensity of o...
Our flesh was bare, in the artificial glow of a haunted venue. Bound by ropes in a Shibari design, each with a Mistress beside us, we were exhibited for the amusement of the victors of the Apple Bobbing Competition and curious onlookers. We writhed as our...
I noticed the bicycle leaning against the fence by the gate when I walked up the driveway. It looked like Jordan’s, the high school senior who cut our grass, and the front lawn was freshly mowed. My car broke down at the gas station and was now on the bac...
They had finished breakfast and were having their morning coffee on the deck. The final day at the cabin was going to be a warm one. Jeff was in his boxers and Valerie wore a very long tee shirt. It didn’t seem as though it would be an adventure away from...
B and I went on our first date as teenagers. I was an eighteen-year-old high school senior, and she was a nineteen-year-old college freshman. It was my senior prom, and I was the only guy there who was able to score a date with a college girl. I treated B...
She was the perfect Catholic girl. I took her to Knott's Scary Farm. We'd only shared one kiss. Ana dressed up as Super Girl - she wore regular panties. We rushed from haunted maze to maze, seeking more darkness to continue touching each other. I came in...
I was reviewing where we were in our sexual adventure. It seemed to me that in a couple of months, Sally and I had progressed a long way. Firstly, there was the simple fact that Sally wanted to meet guys in a social way. Then we had the slutty clothes bei...
