Join the best erotica focused adult social network now
Login

Inexperienced Stories

inexperienced

School Of Higher Learning, Or, My Sexual Beginnings At The Hands Of An Older Woman.

What follows, actually took place much as it is. It's written with little embellishment.

I learned a great deal in High School My Junior year was one that was a tremendous growth year, it started in World History class. I was in a lecture type of class that had approx. 150 students per class. And so, it was easy to sit close to the back and n...

Rising Star 4

A look back but not, definitely not in anger.

I’m very conscious that I started these tales at the time when I was an unknown actress about thirty years old. It might be interesting for me (if nobody else!) to go back in time.   I met Lilly Caterham in my first year at my boarding school. I’d been se...

Amy's First Time

Amy's mission to lose her virginity to an experienced lover is realized.

I was a high school sophomore of sixteen when I met the guy who would take my virginity.  I knew he would be older because I wanted an experienced lover to teach me the ropes and no ordinary high school boy would be the one to fill that role.  I knew sixt...

Me And Mrs Hotter: Almost Caught

I’m sent round to Mrs Hotter’s, finding her alone and inclined to enjoy herself

My mother shrieked.This was not unusual. My mother was fond of shrieking. She would shriek in any circumstance where a reaction was called for. Now she was standing in the middle of the kitchen in her best clothes, ready for her and my father to go out fo...

Hannah's Hot Tub - Part 2

Married man finds himself in the tub with his red headed stepdaughter once again

It was Friday night, a few weeks after I had comprehensively fingered my stepdaughter, Hannah, that extraordinary evening in the hot tub. I had arrived home from work unexpectedly early; my meeting in London having ended sooner than usual and I had been a...

Get Free access to these great features

  • Create your own custom Profile
  • Share your erotic stories with the community
  • Curate your own reading list and follow authors
  • Enter exclusive competitions
  • Chat with like minded people
  • Tip your favourite authors

Timothy and Jessica lay, barely awake, in front of the barely audible TV. They'd run out of things to talk about and neither of them had said a word for almost an hour. Jessica finally broke the silence, "Are you even watching this? I stopped paying atten...

Memories of a holiday fling – part 1

I meet a man at a conference who I feel I may have met fifteen years earlier

I was late for my conference. The train was delayed and getting across London was hell that day. I was flustered when I arrived, cheeks a little pink, hair slipping and tripping out of what had been a sophisticated yet soft high ponytail. I stuck a loose...