“Up, up! Time to go, Lyla!” My mother screeched from the other side of my bedroom door. I opened my eyes and groaned groggily, rolling onto my back in my tangled sheets. Glancing at the clock on my nightstand, I saw it was barely seven a.m. “Mom!” I whined. “It’s Saturday! This is way too…
Every Christmas Eve since I could remember, we’d spent it with our next door neighbors. This year was no different, although I’d been getting some extra attention from their son, Carl. Carl and I were at the same high school, though he’d shown no interest in me any time before tonight. Every now and then…
Christmas Special It was now around Christmas time and I couldn’t have been happier. Any other year we would have had family over which meant I had to dress normal because the other members of our family still had no idea or at least weren’t talking. However this year we had no plans at all,…
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My heart was thumping as my brother ran his hand down my now bare thighs. His fingers drew slow circles on my skin, edging their way closer to my pussy. His index finger came and traced the edge of my lips, the subtle, light touch sending ricochets of pleasure through me. Matthew brought his thumb…
One of the many legends surrounding mistletoe is that a girl standing, or, in my case, lying beneath a ball of mistletoe cannot refuse a boy’s kiss. I was lying in a hospital bed with my right leg in traction on Christmas Eve and someone had hung a huge ball of Mistletoe over my bed….
It happened on Christmas Eve 2008. I had my first sexual encounter with an older woman, my Aunt Louise. That encounter encouraged me to start this journal. Aunt Louise was my mother’s little sister and one of the sexiest ladies I had ever seen. At thirty-something, she had a face and body that most teenage…
It was Christmas time, the time of year that the whole family gathers and you give and receive presents to the ones you love. Although this year I gave and received in a different way, which I never saw coming at the beginning of the day. The usual plan for Christmas is that the family…
