I've always wanted to be an actor on stage. I knew my skills weren't up to much, so I was thrilled to see an advert in the local paper from a little theatre company. They were casting for a new play and auditions were next weekend. I duly arrived at the stage door on Saturday as the advert had requested. I was expecting to see others there, but it seems I was the only applicant! I was ushered in to meet the director and s...

“Why did I get cast as the pregnant clown? I didn’t even audition for that part! ” Cecilia complained as she threw her script against the wall and plopped on the bed with a pout of annoyance. Rashad sauntered in after her scratching his crotch idly while he rotated the lollipop in his mouth from cheek to cheek. He rolled his eyes. “Stop your whining, at least you got cast, I’m an understudy…again. Maybe you can help me co...

I knew what he wanted from me when he asked what I was wearing to the theater. I rattled off a few options of things I knew were clean -- the jean shorts, the black capris -- and noticed when his eyes lit up at the mention of my pink skirt. “Well whatever you wear, don't forget a sweater. You know it's cold in there.” He’s so sweet. We sat in the back row, like always. And not only was I ready for him in the pink skirt, b...

With the virus craziness of 2020, my life had gotten rather boring. The plan to divorce my husband had gotten derailed. Fun for me was out of the picture for a long time. Things had gotten rather boring. Even “playing” online and using toys to amuse myself when I had alone time did not thrill me much anymore. But that all changed when I received an expected call from someone from my past. I’ll give you some background on...

It was 1968, and Cheryl and I had been best friends since third grade. We had done everything together it seems. Sleepovers, experimenting with make-up, we even had our first periods a month apart. The only thing she got first was boobs. Of course, now that we were both 18, she was a buxom brunette and I was still a willowy blonde.But that did not get in the way of our being friends. We even double-dated once we turned 16...

I can feel my cock straining against my pants as I open the car door for you. I had been teasing you all week, and tonight I plan to finish what I started. I offer you my hand and help you out of the car. The touch of your soft skin is enough to make my heart melt. I look into your big, beautiful eyes and momentarily lose myself. Your silky black hair enraptures my attention and I imagine the intangible pleasure of sweepi...

Most of us of a certain age remember the 1989 teen romantic comedy, Say Anything. It’s actually an adult fantasy about how they wished teen life had been for them. Yet it struck a nerve with me when I saw it because of the early scenes with high school senior Lloyd Dobbler. At the opening of the film, he is utterly infatuated with his classmate Diane Court. Of course, it’s completely improbable how he keeps his interest i...

Picking up where Part V ended, Ashleigh and I did sleep well that night – as you can imagine. I remember waking up in the same position I fell asleep in, and Ashleigh was still lying on my chest. She woke up about fifteen minutes after me, and we kissed once she gained her bearings, her hand reached for my cock. Once I was all nice and hard, she led me to the bathroom, and we had sex on the countertop. Then we both got in...

My favorite uncle was my father’s younger brother, Henry D’Amato, or Uncle Hank as we called him. When I reached college age in the 1970s, he had a successful fruit wholesaling business in the Bronx Terminal Market. By then he had surpassed his own father, who had his store just down the block. Hank had two trucks and two “stores” or units, while my Grandpa Carmine only had one of each.During my school years he sometimes...

It was a Saturday night in September of 1980 at the start of Kelly’s junior year of college. I was visiting Kelly and her roommate Tricia at college. Tricia was looking through the entertainment section of the student newspaper and calling out the various deals, activities, etc., that were going on. She got a big case of the giggles when she shared that there was a porn double feature with “Debbie Does Dallas.” The previo...

“Remember that heavy petting we had last May at Loew’s Paradise?” My girlfriend Michelle Hanley asked me that as we sat in one of the lounges at the City College of New York.“Petting? I'd call what we did mutual masturbation. We both came, obviously.”She laughed at that, “Yeah, I was using a 1950's euphemism.”“It actually, I think, covered a whole range of behaviors, from fondling through the clothes to literally, as I sa...

Her hand squeezed mine. I looked over to see her eyes fixed on the screen and stoic face begin to redden. I squeezed her hand back in a way that provided both assurance and approval. My hand was saying it's okay, baby. No one will know.   I've been working on warping her sheltered, vanilla lifestyle since we first met. It soon became obvious that her experience with men was woefully inadequate and unsatisfying. I thought...

It was February of 1986. Kelly and I were both twenty-five. We were intrigued by the ads for the newly released movie “9-1/2 Weeks” so we decided to have a Saturday date night. Around halfway through the movie, my cock was stiff as a board and Kelly’s breathing had become shallow. The theater was perhaps a third full and people of lots of different ages were nearby. It wasn’t the place to do much of anything other than so...