I have a confession to make and those of you who know me will say that it can’t be so but it is. I seduced, yes, I said seduced, two impressionable young men barely out of high school – tall, athletic boys with thick hair and thin waists. I let my lustful inner demon run my life (for only a short time, of course) and I hope that I didn’t ruin theirs. It happened when I was at the cabin that I stole from my ex during the s...

‘Oh, no... Shit.’‘What?’ asks Mel.‘Those fucking frat kids. You should’ve hosted, Mel. They’ll ruin Cassie’s birthday—’‘Hey,’ says Mel. Suddenly I’m holding an empty wine glass. ‘Leave it to me.’'Oh, Mel—'But she disappears in the throng.I forget all about them, honestly.Only in the bathroom do I hear it:Creaking. Moaning.The guestroom.I peer inside...One hovers over Mel, ass leaping between her legs. She sucks another's...

It's 1966 and Britain is basking in record temperatures. England have secured a place in the World Cup Final and in nearly every town and city “Bob-a-Job” week is underway. Scouts all across the country are out doing good deeds in their local area and collecting a few shillings for charitable causes.. Let's see what these enterprising young men are up in in one leafy suburb... "Morning, Mrs," said Dick, "can we do any odd...

Chapter 1 Sixteen, that's when I fell head over heels in love. With sex. He was seventeen, a friend of my older brother. It was at my house, he'd come to see Al, my brother, and he wasn't home, wouldn't be for hours. And I was raging with hormones, so, I innocently asked him in and took him up to my room and very un-innocently took my clothes off. The rest, they say, is history. Yes, I made sure I was protected. The first...

I'm not sure how to write up stories like this but I guess I'll start with telling you about the people involved. Let me start with my husband and me. I'm Diane, hubby is Ron, I work as a mortgage loan officer for a local credit union, Ron is a project engineer for a commercial construction company. We met in college, he was a year older than me and a year ahead. I'm now thirty-one, so he's thirty-two. He's six-one, one-e...

Have you ever looked at an alternative newspaper or website and joked about some of the ads? Well, my husband, Dean, just loves to surf them looking for ones he can get a laugh from. A while back, one that caught his eye was from a young man, twenty-one years old, who wanted to lose his virginity to a woman who would teach him the art and skill of love. "Oh, hon, here's one for you, oh, for sure," and he translated the ad...

Young men freely speak their desires, their tenderness, their arousal. Unlike more “mature” men they have not that wariness of the expectations of women, that fear of committing themselves by momentary sentiments. They fearlessly walk out on the ice expect it to hold their weight. They hold out their hands and invite even more “mature” women, who are wary and fearful themselves, to join them in the adventure. Yes, let us...

Team Spirit 3 Don Abdul ©The potent vibrations from Leslie's vocal cords resonated powerfullythrough Paul's sensually charged cock and her involuntary squeeze on his balls send his hurtling down the bottomless pit of release. His back arched and his head flew backwards as he let out a deep guttural growl from the depth of his soul and spewed his hot cum in the air with some of it falling like rain on her shuddering body ....