If you don’t remember, my name is Carol. I’m a brunette, and have B-cup tits. Although, now I’m 23, and my friends, Holly and Jessica, are one year older too. Jessica and Holly, kept dating, ever since that day in the shower. They never did get fake married though. I guess they knew that they…
This was it. Cliff, the keyboardist/lead singer of our band, the dangerously serious bad boy type, was going to make me, Keith AKA Sir Clumsy, his. My heart has always been owned by Cliff, even if he didn’t know. There’s just this aura of protection and safety that he exhibited, that I was attracted to…
I’m Julianne, and about five years ago, I lost my parents in a tragic accident. They both died in a truck accident out on the bypass. It spun out of control, and unfortunately I just had my best friend to go to. I must have cried for about four days straight after their funerals. My…
I heard Paul’s car pull up to the driveway just as I finished putting on my pants. I looked around guiltily for any signs that his girlfriend had just given me a blowjob. My palms started to sweat as I walked to the front door. As the door opened I was prepared to blurt out…
Josh had just gotten home from school, which was a 8 minute walk for him. His Josh and his mom lived in a three bedroom apartment. He set his book bag next to the door, heading to his room. He hopped onto his computer chair, wheeling over to his bedroom door, locking it. After he locked the door…
“Oh fuckkk… so hot!” Ross’s fingers slid back and forth over his hard, aching cock as he imagined his current flame of the week (Maria) naked, her body against his. His skin was hot and slippery to the touch as his hand spread the pre-cum that was leaking from the tip over his shaft. In…
“I’ve never known anyone so uncoordinated in all my life.” Evan laughed as he gripped the handle on the top of Zoe’s backpack. “You’re hopeless,” he said, dragging her none too gently up onto the granite boulder where he’d spent the last five minutes waiting for her. “Oh, fuck off.” Zoe gained her footing and…
Part One For ten years I had dutifully ridden behind my husband on his Harley. God what a noisy machine! I like quiet. My helmet broke some of the potato-potato-potato noise, thank god, and for a long time I wore earplugs underneath; that helped a lot. Then my great aunt died and left me with…
When my friend, Terry, retired from the army, he moved back to the cottage next to the lake his grandparents had owned. We had spent many days and nights there in our high school and college days. Away from the city, away from neighbors, it allowed us to pretty much do whatever we wanted. Bonfires,…
Chapter 1 Many of us often reminisce back to our high school days and what I remember most was my best friend Emery. Well, the truth is, it’s his older sister, Lara, that stands out the most. Here’s why. Emery and I met each other when we were in seventh grade. We were always at…
My best friend slept over at my place again last night. This morning, we move around each other easily as we shower and get ready for the day. I get breakfast ready in the kitchen wearing only a fuzzy bathrobe, untied and loosely draped around me. My best friend wanders in and declares that he…
Here’s a story of two MILFs and their two teenage daughters. The MILFs names are Valerie and Gina that are 44 and 42. Both Valerie and Gina had a daughter. Both daughters were 18 and they were named Julie and Tessa. Julie was Valerie’s daughter and Tessa was Gina’s daughter. Tessa and Gina were brunettes…
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I’m Jess and I’m 18. I’m just at the end of my last year at college and my best friend, Beth, and I are making the most of our time before we go our separate ways to college! I have long, wavy, brown hair and I about 5’2. I would say I’m thin as I…
My hands slowly danced around her naked body, first caressing her beautiful, gentle face, then running through her soft mousy brown hair and down over her naked breasts; flicking softly over her light pink, slightly erect nipples, across her flat belly towards the prize that lay in wait. Finally I had the girl of my…
Isabelle, a sweet, young, innocent virgin who had recently turned 18 lived in a small suburban town of Melbourne, Australia. Everyone knew Isabelle as ‘that’ girl. What did ‘that’ girl mean? Well, ‘that’ girl was the town’s ‘sweetheart’. None for being an angel. Isabelle was proud of being the sweet, innocent girl she was known…
