Valarie was an amazing young woman, very developed physically, and a great personality. Since we were in 10th grade I loved flirting with her. She however, was way too innocent for her own good. Too naive to pick up on it, she pretty much paid no attention to my advances. It didn’t matter, one could play even if the girl he was flirting with was clueless. I guess in my head I’d always hoped that b/c I was one of the only guys to pay attention to her, that if she ever let one touch her it might be me. For 2 years I flirted with her. She kind of ran in my circle at school, but seldom appeared at partied b/c her parents were very strict. She never drank or dated. I on the other hand drank anything I could and stuck my dick in about the same. (more…)

I had Jess pinned to the bed. I was kissing her deeply and passionately.

“wow Jason really taught you a lot in one night, didn’t he?” she laughed letting out a small moan as I kissed her neck.I slid back off the bed and removed my hoodie and pj pants revealing the present she gave me earlier. She must have gotten the idea that I wanted to do a lot more then make out. She quickly stripped off all her clothes leaving me staring at her gourgeous body. Chesnut brown shoulder length hair, big brown eyes, perfect b cups, toned stomach, hairless pussy, long tanned legs. Perfection. (more…)

This is my first story. I hope you like. sorry its a slow starter.

Hi. My name is Hannah. I’m a gymnast and have travelled all over the world with my gymnastics team for competitions against some amazing gymnasts. This story takes place when I was 14 and travelling to Spain with the rest of my team and my 2 coaches Jason and Fiona.

Maybe I should describe myself to you. I’m 5 foot 4 with blonde hair that comes down just past my shoulders. I have tanned skin and a toned stomach with a pierced belly button and B cup breasts. I’m in great shape because I’ve done gymnastics since I was 3. (more…)

I had been talking with a girl I met over the internet dating website, and things were getting to be serious I found. One night I was talking, it was the third month we had been talking but we had never met once. (more…)

I have been a catholic student for 12 yrs of my life. I have been around nuns, priests and have been semi controlled by parents for a long time. My last year at high school I started to realize how different I really was and started to do things on my own. (more…)

On the weekend of my 18th birthday I was invited to visit the cottage of my 18 year old girl friend for a few days. Of course when I arrived her very conservative parents as well as her 22 year old sister Sue and her husband Bill were there. I had heard stories about sister Sue who had the reputation of saving herself for her wedding night. Four bedrooms. Me alone in one, my girlfriend on the other side of the cottage, and her sister and brother-in-law and parents in between. (more…)

The bell rang late in the afternoon. Isla rushed through the corridors and swung open the classroom door. Everyone was seated and quiet, and the teacher looked at her sternly. (more…)

Emma was 18, and just starting university. In fact, it was her first day. She was excited and a little scared. See, she came from a small all-girls village school and led a rather secluded middle-class suburban lifestyle. She had had very little contact with boys, and was still a virgin like many of her friends. But here she was in the big wide world of university, with boys, booze and late night parties to look forward to. (more…)

Mr. Cameron was grading the last of his papers in his room when Chelsea came in. She was his favorite student and by far the most attractive. But this time her mascara and makeup was smeared all over her face. She’d been crying a lot. She dropped her backpack by a desk and stood there shaking. “Chelsea what’s wrong?” He got out of his chair and went to his distraught student. (more…)

I was 17 at the time and I was going out with this 16 year old girl. I had no idea she was the biggest slut I had known but i was thinking i was on the right track until one day the worst thing that could happen did happen.
It was one of those days that you want to pass but it seems like time is stuck. I was at home listening to a message my Ex-Girlfreind had left me yesterday. (more…)

One of the worst things about having graduated to the “Real World” some years ago is the thought of work. It used to be that blowing off a class, getting stoned and listening to music all day while chugging down beers was the norm. Now, it’s hit that alarm at 6:30 in the “ayem” and crawl to the office. Face it, if you don’t do it, you get shit-canned, end of discussion. Sometimes, of course, the things that happen at the office make all the annoyance of having to get up at some ungodly hour and dragging your ass in worth it. Usually, it’s something simple like writing a particularly clever program or getting a bonus or single-handedly convincing a customer to buy off a system that isn’t quite ready. Then there are the *other* times, like what happened at work last week. (more…)

Maria watched in awe as Antony pushed the lawn-mower across her front yard. Shirt discarded, his broad chest and shoulders glistened with perspiration in the midday sun. (more…)

Will sat at his desk, pen in one hand, the other hand following the words in his revision guide. His tongue was stuck in the corner of his mouth, as he tried to take in all the words that he would need for the exam after half term. Morag sat on his bed, flicking through one of his magazines, her hair resting on her shoulders. Every now and then, they’d look up at the same time and smile at eachother. (more…)

He sat there with a peculiar look. His handsome face staring at me from across the train. I knew he was looking at me even when I was turned away, I could feel his cold gray eyes scanning my face that people always said looked like Pam Grear’s, my long slender and shapely legs, my nicely shaped breasts and the area between my thighs. It was a feeling that I had grown used to in the past year, men examining my body. At age 16, I was quite filled out. When men first began to stare at more than just my pretty face, I felt violated. But lately I realized that most men who look would never do much and I began to take it as a complement. But this man was weirding me out. He had a hungry look that made me nervous, so I nearly jumped out of my skin when he began to approach me. I watched him put his bag in the seat that he was sitting in and begin to walk towards me. I looked away as if expecting him to walk past me. My heart began to pound as the stopped in front of me. (more…)

Claire finished the breakfast dishes and was on her way out the door from her upscale suburban home and into the big four wheel drive Ford Explorer. Gliding smoothly into traffic, she thought that lately shopping seemed to be her only outlet. Her husband Frank was away on business at least three nights a week, and usually more. Not to be complaining, Frank is a wonderful provider and father for her and the twins, but it seemed like they hardly ever saw each other, let alone spending any meaningful time together. (more…)