Thank you to all the editors who helped with the story!! It was about 4:30 when Chris left. Maureen and I took a shower. I told her, ‘Remember, you promised me anything.’ She replied, ‘I know.’ I told her to go home and put on something sexy. We were going to dinner. I told her…
Written By Poppet: For LushStories ONLY! There Is A First Time For Everything – Part One Let’s start with who I am. My name is Harper and I’m 25 years old, I’ve been dating my boyfriend for about two years and we’re each other’s worlds. We would do almost anything for each other. I have…
I glanced nervously over my shoulder. The silence of the library was eerie under these circumstances. I was failing my history course this semester and rumors were often whispered about my lecturer, Paul Jones. I paced the history corner where I had been told to meet him and anxiously flattened my inappropriately short skirt. I…
It had been about three weeks since I left North Carolina and I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened. I had spoken to Maureen a few times on the phone. She had said that she couldn’t believe how excited she had been with her daughter and I. She said she and her daughter had…
Chapter 1 I haven’t had what I would call life-changing experiences very often, a few like beginning piano lessons which gave me a passion that continues to this day. My first sex which, well, of course, continues that passion to this day. It was with my husband, well, not my husband then, but he was…
“But, you know, maybe I’m not cut out for this. I mean, an 85. What kind of professor will I be if I keep making 85’s on my exams?” I stared across the dinner table at my boyfriend Roger, willing him to shut up, just for a second. He had been prattling on about his…
This story is acontinuation of Boys, and Girls, and Boys Part 1 “So…what happened?” Roger looked at me, then looked down at his lunch tray. “Jack’s moving out of the dorm. Moving into his fraternity house.” “He freaked out, didn’t he?” I asked, sitting across from him. “He said it was too much for him….
I’ve travelled most of my career. The first few years it was mostly by air and, of course, I was met with flight delays, bad weather, lost luggage, all the wonderful things that air travel brings in such abundance. The last ten years or so, however, I have been responsible for a much smaller geographical…
Cherry looked across the breakfast table to her husband of seven years and sighed. He was very distinguished with his salt and pepper hair and athletic build. How she wished that he would put his iPad and raisin bagel aside and take her right there on the kitchen table, like he had in the past….
Our romantic weekend didn’t start so well for my wife and I. On the Friday night after checking in to the hotel I had booked, she seemed pretty pissed off that the hotel wasn’t as fancy as I had led her to believe. ‘Boutique’ is what it had said in the info. ‘Grotty’ is how…
Frank and I share a flat in a high tenement block; the only drawback is that we have to share the bathroom with the adjoining flat which is occupied by two young secretaries working at the same firm as we do. But it turned out not to be such a drawback because it gave me the…
Chapter 1 I met Warren at a business meeting when I was right out of college, just beginning my career. He was handsome, pretty sexy, really smart and funny all rolled into one. Warren also had a lot more experience that I did, especially in life and its main source of fun: sex. He quickly…
This is a continuation of the series “Memoirs of a Bisexual.” I recommend reading the first 3 installments to familiarize yourself with the characters and timeline. Thanksgiving break came and went. Jeff and I never really spoke about that night at his parents’ house, but it wasn’t awkward between us, either. We acted like we…
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The following story is full of all sorts of sexual antics of many proclivities. If you are reading this, enjoy it and give it a score. All feedback welcome. For those of who have read my previous stories, you pretty much know where I’m coming from but for those of you who haven’t, let me…
I’m a sexy woman. Before that I was a sexy girl. I started developing when I was ten, my flat nipples started to swell, I knew immediately when I first noticed them changing that I was growing boobs. And I loved the idea. I would often stand in front of my floor-length mirror in my…