“Ngh! Ngh! Nggggggh!” he grunted. Karen could feel Clem’s ejaculate spewing into her wet hole, even though he was buried deeply inside her. The realization that he was going to be momentarily sucking it out of her brought her that much closer to her own orgasm. She waited until he stopped trembling, and she felt
We, that is my husband and I, hired a kid from the local college to help out with chores and with work around the house and yard. He was a sophomore, neither a jock (would have been too busy with practice) nor a geek (would have been too deep in the books). He actually was
Sharon and I married quite young. I was just out of the Army and, while I don’t think I was really in love with her, it was customary at the time to marry the girl back home. Sharon was not very affectionate. I think she got that from her father, Mike. Her mother, on the
Rose walked into the club, her black dress fitting tightly against her. Men watched her with hungry eyes, and she watched them with hungry eyes as well. Their blood was… intoxicating. She walked to the dance floor, rubbing up against several men just to feel them. She could smell their arousal, of course, but just
Pamela was 19 and wise beyond her years. She was not only smart, but also extremely devious and was one who got what she wanted one way or other. Most called her Pam and the closest person in her life was her twin brother, Paul. If there was such a thing as identical twins who
I sat down in one of the six place carriages and closed the door hoping no one else would come in and perhaps I could pass the journey in peace. The train started of but after five minutes the door opened and in walked two women carrying heavy bags. One was about 30 or so
Don was quite small the first time he put on his older sister’s pink silk panties but he liked it. He was quite upset the first time his sister and her girlfriend caught him wearing these panties. “What on earth are you wearing,” Jane said as she and Judy walked into the room. They stood
He searched the darkened parking lot, surely one of the few remaining cars would be open to steal. The mall had long since closed, the only remaining cars were the ones belonging to employees of the various department stores. Finally he found one, an older model with the doors unlocked. He opened the door and
Amy, Tracey and Barb moved in to the ground floor apartment a few floors below me. I met them as they were moving in, each was 19 and all three were damn good looking. Our apartments were in the back of the complex and it was always completely dark back there. So, I gave them
Recently, I received a message from a local couple about one of the ‘Teenage Adventures’ chapters. They had thoroughly enjoyed the ‘bisexual undertone’, and asked if I would feel weird meeting with them, because, based on what I had written, they felt things might click. I looked at their profile, but other than a few
When she was little, when her mother was still alive and breathing and her father still told her bedtime stories about little princesses and kissed her goodnight, she often thought about unicorns, and at night, in dreams, she tried to conjure them, but they would always appear misshapen or deformed, with a chicken’s foot instead
When I was a young man of 28 – recently married, with two young children–the last thing I expected was to become the head of a major company. But that was just what happened when my father the owner and president of Joycor Industries died suddenly on the golf course. Per his will, I became
Shafts of moonlight pierce the louvered shutters of the room like silver arrows. The songs of exotic birds erupt from the verdant bush outside the hotel room, along with the rush of water over rocks in the garden. There are random voices, people walking on the path beneath the balcony. My senses, dulled by sexual
He picked up the phone and dialed a number. Then he paused a moment, listened, and put the receiver back in its cradle. No more than a minute later he heard a loud groan coming from somewhere in the house. And then he heard quick, tiny footsteps rushing towards the study. He turned in his
A month or two had passed since my chance encounter with Dad at the motel. He never mentioned the episode again and shied away from every attempt of mine to broach the subject. It had created a tension between us which badly needed breaking for both of our sakes -after all, we were the only