Nadia and I have been friends for like three years now and we always hung out together.  She would sleep over my house and visa versa if any one of us was too drunk to go home when we would go out.  I considered her my best friend. We were very open when it came to talking about sex…
I bought a packet of condoms from the Pakis shop in Great Western Road , the one across the road, from Winterskills, near the other pub. I didn’t get embarrassed. I felt it was cosmopolitan to be buying rolls, bread and milk and suddenly fling in, ‘oh, yes and a packet of condoms’, in my…
My second submitted story – this is a complete work of fiction, definitely a fantasy. I guesss it’s up to you to decide whether it’s a fantasy for the man or the woman . . .    Larry had moved into the neighborhood three months ago.  The house was rented because he…
Cathy nervously glanced at the man at the end of the bar.  He wasn’t looking at her right now, but he had been watching her.  He was a mature, good looking man who had an air of self confidence and strength about him.  He both fascinated her and scared her a little…
“Son of a bitch!” I screamed for the hundredth time, my right foot pushing harder against the pedal of my ’10 Mustang. I was pushing ninety miles-per-hour on city streets, a crime that would easily get me two years in jail, but I could care less. I whizzed through a red light, several horns blaring…
When I awoke, after about an hour, Jazz was still laying beside me, her arms flung over my chest more or less gripping me so that I couldn’t get away. She herself had drifted of and I I gazed at her I realised actually how beautiful she was. I moved her arm from over me…
Chapter 3 – Eric wants to mount me….. Between the alcohol and my orgasm, I drifted off to sleep quickly as Eric cuddled with me, and spooned me from behind. I must admit, I enjoyed having his naked form next to me in my bed. I particularly liked his firm erection pressing into my backside…
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I’m Chris and I’m an eighteen-year-old, awkward teenager. Blonde hair, blue eyes, average build and a seven-inch cock. I started to get a feel for wearing my sister’s clothes when the house was empty one time. My sister, Annie, is twenty-one and she’s stunning. All my friends want to fuck her and, to be honest,…