“Molly! I have to go to town before the store closes. Mr. Simmons is still working on the pump for the well. See that he gets his check if he finishes before I get back.” “Okay, Mom. I’ll see that he gets it.” Mom headed for town, and I walked slowly out to the pump house to see how Mr. Simmons was coming along. He had been there most of the day working on our water pump for the well. The pump was in a small shed we refer...

Laney fumbled her backpack, using it as a distraction to subtly lock the door behind her. She had arrived on time, punctual just like her professor preached. The semester was coming to an end with only a couple of weeks left and since there was a strict policy against making up lost or failed coursework, her only option had been to arrange a meeting with her professor to ask him for extra credit work. Professor Gerrard fi...

Every day of the following week, I drove down Jackson Avenue to admire that billboard and dwell on that afternoon. I would then go back home and spread the photos I had taken all over the bed. Slowly fingering myself to orgasm. Should I call or email? You only live once, and what could be the worst that could happen? Eight days after that afternoon, I finally emailed her. 'Hi there, Jodie I am the woman you hit on last we...

Lights flashed and music boomed out of the speakers, impelling everyone to move. The floor was awash with pumping arms, flailing legs and bouncing bodies. The dancing was wild. Felicity was screaming, hands waving wildly to the rave music, the beat forcing us to leap and twirl, sweat flying in all directions. Between us was Owen – the object of our combined desire that night; a third-year History student, star rugby playe...

Kate was now hooked on sex. She loved having Jacob’s hard cock pumping into her. Unfortunately, it had been two weeks since that event. While she and her best friend, Sarah, had enjoyed a couple of orgasm-filled nights licking each other, Kate was missing getting fucked. She found her eyes drifting down to the crotch of every male she encountered. She saw phallic images in the most mundane of objects. Everywhere she looke...

Bobby’s fingers fumbled awkwardly with the buttons on my shirt. I knew he was as nervous as I was. We had been skipping study period for the past few weeks to sneak away to the band equipment room to make out. Usually, we just kissed but today we were both feeling a bit friskier. Maybe it had to do with me not wearing a bra. My nipples had been poking at the material on my shirt since we first entered the room. Bobby kept...

All the recent Detroit sports news has brought back some wonderful memories of another season of the Tigers and Lions in Detroit. In a time of "Make Love, Not War",the girls were letting their hair grow long, their skirts go short, their desire go hot, and nary a bra was to be seen in any concert or club. "One night only" declared the twenty-second spot as Jim entered the Detroit radio station. Jim quickly recognized the...

Ava's lips hovered just inches away from Ethan's, tempting him with the promise of forbidden pleasure. His hands clutched her wrists as he struggled to resist the temptation. As Ava sensuously ran her tongue along the plump curve of her bottom lip, she moaned softly, and Ethan tensed, barely holding back from kissing his stepsister. The room seemed to grow smaller as Ava moved closer, her breath mingling with Ethan's. He...