I first saw Brad when he happened to be walking beside me in our high school hallway. He was by far the cutest guy in our high school. I was a sixteen year-old virgin teenager who daydreamed 24/7 about changing that status, as soon as possible. My Mom and my Grandma have always been proud sluts, I looked up to them both, and I couldn't wait to be just like them. When I looked Brad up and down from head to foot and back up...

The sofa broke my fall with a gentle bounce that propelled me back onto his body, into his arms. I leant up, and our mouths melded seamlessly into one. We both fumbled with the other’s clothes, kissing frantically. What I remember is how much nicer it felt when I’d guided his fingers to the right place! There was no pain. Strangely, baring my breasts for him felt more intimate than removing my knickers. Then, I recall the...

Valeria couldn't stop thinking about the night she had with L. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before. L invited her to visit Hell to help her make a decision she didn't even know was an option. To stay in Hell with him, or to return to Heaven to live with God and the other angels. Deep down she loved what she experienced with L and to experience that again anytime she wanted was extremely tempting. Not only...

Carla didn't know what to make of Bianca's proposition. She felt like she was torn in two. Of course, the whole experience had been fantastic, and she had enjoyed the weird set-up much more than she thought she should have done, but this was Bianca taking things to a whole different level. Carla looked at Dillon. He lazily smiled at her; he raised an expectant eyebrow. Glancing at the bedside clock, Carla noticed it was h...

Timmy Titmus paused to read the sign on the office door. "Dr. Sigmung Samenschlag, Behavioral Therapist," in big letters, and below that a list of services, including Personality Testing, Marriage Counseling, Addiction Counseling, and Employment Assessment. This was definitely the place. It was conveniently only a five-minute walk from his office at Fappercon Headquarters in downtown Chicago. Apprehensive but resolute, he...

Cindy and I have been friends since the eighth grade. I first saw her sitting alone during lunch, and it looked like she was crying. I approached and immediately felt drawn to her. I didn't even ask and just sat down next to her. She was sobbing, so I put my arm around her. Without looking, she turned and buried her face in my neck. She cried even harder, and I gave her whatever time she needed before saying anything. Sev...

I swim regularly. Different pools have different characteristics in many ways. The main Olympic pool in my area is the most diverse of all, though, until recently, I never noticed. I got there, changed, did my set, showered and then went home—purposeful if even mechanical routine. Last summer, I took a day off work and was in no hurry. I got to the pool, took my time, did my set and then took a long shower - something I n...

"Ten minutes and the bus leaves!" I heard Mr. Peeters yell. Audrey snapped out of it and said, "Louise, get dressed. I'll be waiting for you at the bus." Without thinking Audrey opened the door and walked out. She must've been really shocked about what happened because if there was anyone outside our door, they would've seen me. Luckily there wasn't. A few minutes later I was dressed and sitting next to her on the bus. We...