In Chloe's girlish bedroom, cluttered and unkempt, Clothes strewn about, mirrors framed with selfies - Her world undressed. Walls plastered with posters Of bands and idols to admire, A cozy nest for raging hormones And young desire. A sanctuary of rumpled sheets intertwined, Their young bodies entwined, a dance designed. Darren, in shirt and briefs, His youthful form defined, Chloe, in vest and panties, Her curves confine...

It was early spring after my 2nd year of college, and I was moved back home to my parents house. The job I had lined up for the summer didn’t start for another whole month, and the rest of the household still had other responsibilities to attend to: Mom worked and was attending night school to finish her degree, Dad had his career, and my sister Chelsea was still wrapping up her sophomore year of high school. I didn’t hav...

I landed in Russia for my final mission trip before graduating from Divinity School. I was supposed to stay at a parsonage, but the room that I was to stay in was being used by someone else, so they arranged for me to stay with an older couple who spoke English. Oleg and Polina, along with their granddaughter, Anna. Oleg worked long days at a factory, and Polina was a nurse. She, too, worked long hours at the hospital. I...

The bus ride so far had been eerily quiet, and they were almost there. The last sign on the side of the road said they were only forty miles away, and that was some time ago. Sunshine was even more suspicious because the bus was nearly overflowing with sixteen-year-olds. But she supposed they'd just been too nervous to do anything other than stare at their phones. That would change as soon as they got there though, when t...

I was a new Ariel after that. Beforehand, I didn’t really care about what I wore, slapping on a t-shirt and some pants, but now… I wanted to try being a little sluttier. I purposefully chose an older shirt, one a little small for me, before going to class. It wasn’t like I was completely changing - at least, on the outside - but it was a good way to test the waters. Boys are horny as fuck. I barely changed anything and al...

Even when I was younger, I knew that I was a complete freak. Before I was eighteen, it was in completely innocent ways, like me being unable to talk to teachers without being sassy or something, but I think something in my hormones just decided to scream, “Ariel is going to become obsessed with sex as soon as the clock strikes eighteen,” like I was some weird sex version of Cinderella. So, of course, I discovered masturba...

“Let me guess. You’re hungry. You’re tired. You want to eat and then crawl into your truck and go to sleep.” Ben looked up from his menu. He wasn’t annoyed by her tone, but was somewhat surprised by the accuracy of her statement. Somewhat. It was a truck stop, after all. And he was a long-haul trucker. As were probably ninety-nine percent of her customers. The odds were in her favour. However, he was surprised by her appe...

Annie became annoyed by something while masturbating. She walked over to her bedroom door, stark naked, and opened it halfway. Her firm, medium tits jiggled, and her plump ass swayed with every step. She could hear her dad yelling downstairs. He’d misplaced something in his toolbox and couldn't find it anywhere. Annie was so aroused that she couldn't wait any longer to touch herself again. Closing the door, she hopped bac...

The Sexual Revolution? I guess it had been around for a while by the early 1970s, but it didn’t seem to offer much to a working-class, rather ordinary-looking girl like me. By the time I was sixteen and approaching the end of my sophomore year, my sexuality was blooming, Yes, I did find outlets for expressing that side of myself. However, it didn’t involve having a boyfriend, at least not that year. I’m Chloe Mangano, and...