Keli was the area rep for a temporary labourer company that we utilized occasionally on our medium-sized construction site. She was a high-level athlete in female hockey and being that I used to coach, we hit it off right away. It wasn’t unusual for sales reps to stop by construction sites and promote their services. Keli was stopping by every two to three weeks. I liked the distraction. She was attractive. I wasn’t about...

She’d sat on the sofa in her brother’s apartment, drinking a cup of coffee and waiting for him. He was unaware that she'd come visiting and, when he eventually appeared, they both got a shock. He’d come from the bathroom into the living room— and he was totally naked, not even a towel in hand. Startled and embarrassed, he stopped in his tracks and stared at her, not really knowing what to do at that moment. For her part,...

 I think I’ve said before that all my stories have at least some elements of fact, either my own experiences or those of friends who have told me of theirs. This story, however, is all fact, and I still get wet just thinking about it!I share a room in a flat with some friends, one of whom is Anna. She and I have got very close over the last year, and we even enjoy masturbating together when we can’t see our boyfriends. Ye...

We returned home from our marvelous trip, where we were able to see mom’s best friend’s daughter’s new baby daughter, who I wanted so very much to take home. She was the most beautiful little thing I think I’d ever seen in my whole life with her full head of raven black hair and big, big beautiful deep, deep blue eyes.Ah well, back to reality. David and I resumed all our usual fun-filled activities, at least until I left...

Tony and I continued to see each other in the hayloft of my folk’s barn at every chance when we could slip away, but not quite as often as we would have liked.Tony started coming over to my house a few evenings each week when we would sit out on the front porch in the swing just talking. Every now and then we’d meet over at my place and go out to my folk’s barn and, if no one was around, we’d slip inside, wait for a few m...

This trip took place during the summer when I was eighteen and David were nineteen before I left for college in late August.As you might remember, the first time we had ever masturbated together was during Christmas break over a year earlier. At first, we did it together a lot, but then, after a few months, we settled into a routine of getting together two or three times a week. We would either go to his room or mine, but...

In my last posting here, I wrote about catching my step-brother masturbating which led to my watching him with his approval.  A couple of days went by, and it must have been a weekend because our parents were at home, when I woke up and took a shower. I started downstairs but noticed that David's room door was open, which meant he was already awake and had probably already gone downstairs.  When I got downstairs, sure eno...

Hi, my name’s Pamela and I’m now 25 years old. My step-brother, David, is 26 but only eight months older than me.While growing up in our parent’s home, we were both involved in many schools as well as social activities together, having a lot of the same friends throughout our elementary, middle, and high school years. As we started getting older, however, we each became much more involved in different social circles. He w...

My name is Jessica and I guess at first glance you would think I'm just your average girl. A simple well performing schoolgirl who had a good social life with plenty of friends and a nice body thanks to gymnastics and volleyball for eight years m bisexual with a strong attraction for both guys and girls. I was eighteen at the time of this story and received more than enough attention from guys around school. Standing at 5...

He's such a pretty boy.I like to look at him, lying there asleep without a care in the world. Flat on his back as usual, with his arms wrapped round the pillow above his head.Today, as on most days, I'm awake before him and it gives me the opportunity to sit up in bed and just look without making him self-conscious. I like to study the shape of him, the colour of his skin, the slight asymmetry that makes rather than mars...

“Tonight,” I say with a promise sealed with a kiss on your lips before straightening to tuck my shirt into my slacks. Tonight, I’ll make up to you for last night. For getting home late and making you feel neglected. You pout and tug at my shirt, pulling it from my waistband. I smile, stroking my thumb against your cheek, then turn and walk out the door so I’m not late. You are quiet all day. Even at lunch, when you usuall...