First Time

Coats and Beds

I had known Lisa for two years. She was a senior and I was a junior. I was a nerdy mathlete she was the head cheerleader, so we didn’t exactly run in the same circles. But we both did drama and speech. We were friendly enough, not that I ever spent time with her out of school. That all changed at the regional speech contest in Des Moines. I had finished my performances in the morning and spent the rest of the day hanging out in the cafeteria with a few friends. Our time goofing around was interrupted by two different students running up to me. The first said, “Mrs. Nell wants to see you immediately. She said you’ll find her in the coaches prep rooms.” You could tell I was in trouble because of …

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my daughter_(5)

I have been married to my wife for 25 years. She was my high school sweetheart and is the mother of my children. We have 2 together.Mark, our oldest is 20 and has moved away to go to school on a lacrosse scholarship. Bethany is 18 and getting ready to graduate from high school. She will be attending a university in the fall on a soccer scholarship. I am very proud of my kids and what they are turning out to be. Bethany started developing around the age of 14. She was in that awkward stage of adolescence for what seemed like forever. She had mosquito bites for breast, but a firm round ass. Her hair was shoulder length and blond. She was always in great shape from playing sports and was always tan from …

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Growing Up Chapter 11

Sophomore year. I move back into a shared room with the same roomate. His regular absence on weekends is convenient. Alexa stays in the apartment with Chelsea and another girl but Shelby comes back to campus and the dorms… and the trysting room. I am Cool Joe Sophomore on campus. I get lots of hugs and attention from the sorority sisters. People look at me like I’m some kind of stud! I’m updated on what everyone did over the summer. . . . . . Shannon sees me. “well hello beautiful boy. Did you have a good summer?” “I surely did. Are you still a virgin?” “Of course sir! And I’m engaged!” She shows me a huge ring. “Wedding is in June, you’ll get a save the date notice.” “You think that’s appropriate? Inviting me?” …

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Falling In, Part 4

Part 4 of the story, continued, from, well duh, parts 1, 2, and 3! I lay there quietly for some time, Jacky next to me, her breath competing with the volume from the tv that I was just now realizing was still playing. My breath came in pants and gasps. I was tired in the same way that I was after a football game, or a particularly grueling wrestling match. But oh boy was I so much more relaxed! Eventually I got up and went into the bathroom. I took the used condom off of myself, and threw it into the toilet, blushing afterward. I went into the kitchen and removed my shirt from the sink full of dirty dishwater that had been allowed to sit through the day. It was soaking wet… I found …

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The Pleasure of Friendship

Note from the author: I am not a new writer; however, I am a new writer on this website. This is the first story I am posting and I am hoping to post more sequels to this story. If you have any suggestions on writing tips so that my future stories can be even better than this, then please send me a PRIVATE message. I love getting feedback, good or bad. It’s about 4,000 words, so I hope that’s not too long. Anyway, let’s begin with the story proper, shall we! Enjoy! The Pleasure of Friendship Megan awoke early in the morning from the shivers that attacked her body. Her apartment was cold and damp; dark and lonely. She rose out of bed to get ready for her new job. She was nervous and really …

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The Mission_(1)

The Mission Beneath the I-12 underpass, the huddled form was barely visible in the twilight as I headed home from stocking up on a few essentials before the predicted storm front arrived. Wrapped in a black garbage bag clutching a small second generation handbag, the hapless figure beneath the overpass was well suited for a homeless poster but ill equipped for the torrential rain predicted. Pulling my aging Merc as close as possible, I literally drug the lifeless form into the back seat before easing back into traffic as a strong wind gust heralded the storms arrival. My intention of dropping the ragged bundle at a nearby homeless shelter, was irretrievably altered by a lightning strike close enough to make the fine hairs on my neck stand on end followed by a peal of thunder …

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Three Days

I remember it was raining that night. I was relaxing on the sofa, beer in one hand, cock in the other, porn on the TV. The girls in the video were 69ing. This was the life, 21 and not a care in the world. I had moved out of my house on my 18th birthday, the very day—I hadn’t even finished my cake—just to get away from my bitch of a mother and her husband. My sister, Lori, had helped me move all my stuff here before I drove her back home. “Don’t forget your promise,” she told me. “When I turn 18, I’m moving out too, and I’m coming straight to your place.” “My casa is your casa or whatever.” Of course, I had forgotten all about that. I hadn’t seen her or my …

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Revenge is best served blonde Prt. 3 Secrets

Prt. 3 This night just kept getting more and more screwed up as it went on, and to top it all off, when I had my doubts and guilt about the whole situation Ali told me that Sara came home with a hickey on a night that I was not with her… “That bitch was cheating on you!?” Ali said, seemingly almost more angry than I was. “Yeah I think she is.” I said quietly. “Like for sure? She is for sure cheating on you? There is no way you gave her a hickey on that day?” Ali asked desperately. “No, on monday we hung out at Hal’s place then came here and we never got time alone to do anything. Tuesday she wanted to have a girl’s day with Caity. Wednesday I only saw …

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A virgin boy – no longer

I was 16 when I was found masturbating by my big brother – he was 6 years older than me and lived away from home. I had been doing that for a few years but had never been caught before – I had done it with a couple of other guys when I was about 13 when we would all wack off at the local swimming hole. This day there were a few of us and a couple of girls. A couple of guys went a bit stupid and flashed themselves in front of the girls. They told them to grow up so the guys left. The girls had no swimmers and somehow we all skinny dipped together. Afterwards we all ended up sitting around in the nude to dry off. Nobody was worried as …

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My Live-in Maid – Indian widow’s new life abroad.-05

My Live-in Maid – Indian widow’s new life abroad.- 5 You have read in part 4 Her eyes looked down as Anu bit her lips, waiting for my answer. I laughed and pull her in closer, letting Anu feel the bulge in my pants made by my now hard huge cock. I brushed some strings of loose hair aside and said softly, with a mischievous tone in my voice, You are mine of course, you are my motherly sister, ¨ Her heart is beating so fast, she can feel her heart is threatening to jump out her chest. I take her hands and letting her feel the shape of my cock through my pants, and you are also my woman. ¨ Anu gasped, looking up at my young and handsome face, then rest her head …

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Divine Justice: Conner’s Beginning

Conner Evans was, in three words, unlucky, unappreciated, and unliked. To say that he lived in hell was an understatement. He lived in a degree of hell that only the devil could stand. Standing at somewhere around six foot two inches tall, he wasn’t a lightweight. Conner had some muscle built up from everyday things like running form stray dogs in the neighborhood or lifting furniture to appease his god awful foster parents. He wasn’t ugly by any means, sporting brown hair with some strange mixture of black and blonde thrown in and a set of hazel colored eyes. Somehow, with a decent grade of intelligence and some dashing good looks, he was unlucky. If anyone had told Conner Evans that his life was about to change for the better in one summer he would …

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Gaming for Love

I’m back, dear readers! Been writing up a storm over the holiday break; I did manage to churn out a few chapters of the sequel to my King Arthur story, as well as this little number. I’ve cooked up this short romance for the 2018 Valentine’s Day contest over on Literotica. As you can tell by the title, it has a gaming theme, specifically Pokémon, a game that I’m really big into. I did make sure to write it in such a way that even someone with no familiarity with the game can easily follow along with the action. Even if you were to only skim through the gaming portions, I think you’ll still enjoy the story. I’d really appreciate it if y’all could give it a read, and maybe post some honest feedback. Your …

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My explorative teenage years

My Mum always said I was sexually aware from a young age. She was right, I cannot remember how young I was when those feelings became apparent but I used to love rubbing my pussy against things, enjoying the different textures. My brother’s cricket bat for example, sliding it between my legs and rubbing myself up and down on the cool, smooth wood, making myself wet so that the wood slipped against me, pushing my sensitive clit hard against the surface. A silk scarf, pulling the cool shiney material back and forth between my legs, pulling it tighter against the flesh to flex against my clit. I was always doing it whenever I could get the chance. I had a best friend at school, you know, the kind of friend you shared all your secrets …

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Cynthia 4

I must have dozed off because I didn’t hear Rhoda come into my room. She was nudging me in the side and said it was time for me to get my massage. I was lying on my back with my robe open and the tips of my fingers were still between my wet legs. As I was coming to my senses, I could hear Rhoda asking if I was giving myself a massage and realized what she meant when I noticed where my hand was placed. I felt a little embarrassed but quickly said,” I was dreaming of my massage when you woke me “I called you half an hour ago. You never answered and I didn’t have enough energy left to come up and get you, so I decided to sit and relax some …

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Chapter 1: From Rape To Consensual.

Harrison Chapter 1: I watched as 22 year old Laura Sherman exited Yorkdale Mall. She was with her boyfriend Mike. But I didn’t pay any attention to him; my eyes fell on Laura. She was a beautiful girl with very pale skin. Her hair was completely blonde and in a ponytail which always bounced around as she walked. Her light blue sweater and jeans made her the center of everyone’s attention. Her butt always shook up and down as she walked catching all the men’s eyes. She was in everyone’s opinion, an average girl blonde girl with blue eyes. To me she was my high school crush who disappointed me at Prom. I have to get back at her, but not today or some day this week. She’s going to be spending this week vacationing …

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Body Swap_(2)

I was an average guy: I was fit and athletic, but not buff, with brown, shaggy hair. Also, in my late teenaged years, I still had a lustful mind. Even my sister had been the center of my sexual thoughts. Shelby, in fact, was my step-sister, and she was one of the hottest girls I had ever met. We were the same age, too. I do not believe that I exaggerate when I claim that Shelby was gorgeous. She had shoulder-length blond hair, a perfect hourglass figure, a firm butt, a flat stomach, and beautiful C-cup breasts. She had every right to flaunt her body, but she didn’t. She was modest around the house and in public; she never wore anything that revealed too much of her cleavage or too much of her legs. She …

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Ghost Stories

“A surfeiting of terror soon makes terror a cliché.” -Richard Matheson, “I Am Legend” *** Dora’s ghost and Jill’s ghost left the basement at midnight, dragging chains all the way up the apartment building’s thirteen floors. The chains were Dora’s idea. “If we’re going to haunt people, we should have chains,” she said. Jill thought it was silly, but she didn’t argue. Dora had always gotten her way when they were alive, and some things never changed. While they haunted the apartments, they told scary stories. “…and when the boyfriend came around to open the door, the killer’s bloody hook was dangling from the handle,” Jill said. After a moment, she added, “See, because when he drove off—” “Yeah, I get it,” Dora said. “I heard that one in the second grade. It’s not scary.” …

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Ron and Irene Learn Together

Ron and Irene Learn together I was a quiet young man who remained a virgin until well into my college years. Not that I wasn’t interested, it was just that I was a shy lad who had been raised on a farm in a very sheltered way. I was a respectful boy, who would not hurt anyone’s feelings intentionally. I had been raised to believe that nice girls don’t, and that they would respect boys who respected them. As I began my freshman year in a church related college, this situation seemed to be reinforced. I still believed that nice girls did not even think about sex. About the time, I began my junior year; I began to realize that somehow all the other boys were having more success with the girls than I. Also, …

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Lesbian Mind Control Incest Chapter 2: Nubile Daughter’s Cherry

Lesbian Mind Control Incest A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Two: Nubile Daughter’s Cherry By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to Ron for beta reading this! My youngest daughter, only eighteen, stared at me, her drunk thoughts struggling to comprehend what I had just told her as I sat naked on the couch in our living room. My eldest daughter, nineteen, hid her head in shame between my thighs. Her face was covered in my pussy juices while her best friend, Lily, still licked at her cunt. Janet, my youngest, blinked her brown eyes, adjusting her glasses on her cute nose. “What?” she blinked. “Take charge…” She swayed for a moment. A surge of anger shot through me. Alison, my eldest, had thrown a wild party while I was out of town. …

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My wife’s friend_(0)

This is a true story of my time with one of my wife’s friends. I have changed the names for the reasons you would think. It takes place in the year 2011. She is 66, about 5’2″ maybe shorter, about 105 soaking wet. She was a bleach blonde hair with tiny tits, which i love. I think her tits are 34 B maybe even “A’s” I loved the way she wears her jeans, they are always nice and tight.I have always wondered if she wore regular panties or thongs. She worked with my wife for years. My wife would come home and tell me the strange things she said and did. Once she came home and said “Lee told of a dream she had last night. It seems you were at their house and her …

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