Exhibitionism(4)

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Love Street, Ch. 01 "Grinding with Gretchen"

"Wait," Gretchen says, pushing me off the sofa. "Do it standing up so I can see better."

I’m still unpacking when there’s a soft tap at my door. The girl who introduces herself as Gretchen, my Residential Advisor, has blonde ringlets, pale blue eyes, and a willowy frame that accentuates coltish legs that go on forever.  Even in her Pine Creek Academy polo shirt and plaid skirt, Gretchen is achingly beautiful. We’re both new post-grad students, which gives me hope I may get...Read On

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Love Street Ch 05 "Tracey's Mom"

It isn't Tracey, but Tracey's Mom who watches me intently from the darkness

"I hear she's a divorcee with a teen-age daughter," Mom hisses to one of her Love-Street friends in a voice dripping with disapproval. My parents have owned a lakefront cottage in the Love Street development for as long as I can recall. I've spent countless carefree summers here, hanging out with friends and learning to swim and dive and waterski and even navigate the rocks and shoals...Read On

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Love Street, Ch. 06 “Gina the Gymnast”

“Ever see a naked gymnast?” Gina whispered, unfolding a three-way mirror from the wall

Gina was always in the background of my summers, although back then she was so small that I thought of her as a little kid, if I thought about her at all. Small in size, not spirit.  In some ways, Gina was always larger than life.  Take gymnastics. Lots of petite girls dream of being a gymnast. Well, Gina is a gymnast. The serious kind with her own coach and a grueling...Read On

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Foreign Study

Wait, Sarah whispered. I need you to watch.

The odds against an American child growing up to be an NFL Quarterback or Victoria Secret model are on the order of 20 million to one. Most of us live at the median of the bell curve of human possibilities. Average looks. Average physique. Average intelligence. Average motivation. Average sex appeal. Not me. I belong to a subgroup that is blessed–or cursed, depending on your...Read On

First Time(2)

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Love Street, Ch. 02 "Something about Mary... Wendy... and Liz"

"Umm," Mary asks shyly, "Do you think I could have have a turn now?"

An unfamiliar local number flashes on my cell-phone screen. ”Hi, Mary. It’s Wendy!” Someone has the wrong number. But the voice is young and pleasantly feminine with a familiar intonation. "Yes. This is Mary,” I tease. "My, what a deep voice you have," Wendy quips. "All the better to please you with, My Dear,” I reply. "And how exactly would you do that , Mister Big Bad Wolf?”...Read On

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The Four Freshmen. Part I: Donna

They had a pact to share everything–including me

They weren't exactly international supermodels. Mary, Patty, Barbara and Donna were Freshman roommates making the best of an overcrowded dorm. I met Donna at a mixer the first weekend of our Freshman year. Within an hour we were naked. Donna was eager and willing, but still very much a virgin. Some guys would have charged ahead. But I couldn't. Not with a girl I'd known for less time than...Read On

Flash Erotica(4)

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Pearl Necklace

Two gangsters and one horny goddess with a thing for pearls

Whatever Miguel does, it makes big money. Import-export, he says. Porsches. Penthouses. Parties.  Parties for his “associates.” Bad boys like him. And their women. Bad girls like Linda. Linda is beautiful. Tall and thin with outsized orbs. Tiny hips and ass with tits so full and flawless they must be surgically enhanced.  But they aren’t. Miguel likes to show her off. “No bra tonight,’...Read On

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First Licks

A shy girl’s first taste of oral sex.

“Salty sweet like caramel sea salt ice cream,” Billy says out of nowhere.  Alice looks around. Billy’s the cute guy from Poli-Sci 101. Alice is the shy girl who’s not comfortable in her own skin. Can’t be talking to her? “Or maybe bacon shortbread,” he says. “What?” she asks. Billy’s pale blue eyes and easy smile unnerve her. Heart pounding. Neck blushing carnation red.  “You are,”...Read On

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Fair Trade? Vodka for a Blow Job

''Are you sure?'' she asked. ''I don't mind sucking you off.''

A cheap liquor store like a dozen others in the West Village. Except as I pushed the door open, a small hand reached out and pulled me back onto the sidewalk. "Will you buy me a bottle of Grey Goose?" she asked. "I'll pay you." She was sixteen or seventeen with the kind of ripe, nubile beauty that drives older guys like me wild. "Sorry," I told her and headed for the door. "Please,"...Read On

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Fuck, Yeah!

The sexual awakening of a sheltered girl has an unanticipated climax…

“I can’t,” Sally told me. “I promised Fred.” I was confused. Two weeks ago we’d fucked our brains out. “I thought you already auditioned every guy on campus, and found them all wanting.” The campus in question was an obscure New England college that catered to poor students from rich families. Before I could duck, she slugged me. Hard. “Owww… that hurts!” “I sure hope so,” she smirked....Read On

Masturbation(4)

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Love Street, Ch 04 "Her Magic Fingers"

A shy music student displays an uncanny talent for Asian massage.

When a Korean family rents a nearby Summer cottage, my dear mother volunteers me as an unpaid woodwind tutor.    My student is a pretty college freshman named Su-Yun. Actually, she’d be a knockout if she weren't so painfully shy. She has long bangs that hang over her eyes, which she occasionally brushes to the side with her fingers, long enough to give me a bashful smile.    I spend...Read On

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Across the Courtyard

An impromptu musical duet ends with strangers revealing everything across a Paris courtyard

The thing about Paris at 3AM is that there's no place to go where the sidewalks haven't been rolled up for hours. So I count sheep and try practicing scales on my flute. But nothing brings sleep. Then, from the building across the courtyard, comes the faint sound of a cello playing the lush melody of Duke Ellington's "Satin Doll:" Cigarette holder which wigs me Over her shoulder, she...Read On

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Marie's Chamber

Marie invites Jason to her Paris dorm where their musical duet builds to another resounding climax

I buzz myself in with Marie's door code. In the lobby, I find the girl whose melon-sized breasts and pouting lips aroused me last night as I watched through her window while she danced topless and alone. She smiles bashfully when I step aside to let her pass--and I feel a small prick of guilt for having violated her privacy. Then again, she must know, they all must know, that the hotel...Read On

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Voice Chat with the MSN Virgins

A true story from the early days of MSN voice chat

The conversation was polite but nuanced. At least she was picking up on my double entendres. When we exchanged photos, I nearly fell off my bed. She'd be considered a knockout in any part of the world. I told her exactly that, and asked if she wanted to switch to voice chat. "We are 2 girls here," she replied. "That is photo of my friend Igzi." "Igzi is a dream come true! Want to talk to...Read On

MILF(2)

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Love Street, Ch. 03 "My Best Friend's Mom"

"Jason," she whispers. "Show me how you touch yourself.”

“Yes!" I shout to Tom as we toss our helmets and pads into our lockers. I’d gotten the green light to accompany Tom to Los Angeles for Thanksgiving. The only hitch, I promise to tour UCLA and USC. "No problem," Tom replies as we walk toward the showers. "I'll drive you. But they’re called the Trojans, you know.”  “What?” I don’t have clue what he’s talking about. “USC. They’re the...Read On

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In The House of Forgotten Cameras

You’ve never met a cougar like Jillian. Pray you never do…

"Could you help me with my camera?" she asked. I was trying to pull the fog-shrouded pylons of the Golden Gate Bridge into focus on the ground glass of my old view-camera. As if by magic, Jillian's lithe silhouette emerged from the swirling fog. Even in the inverted image on the camera’s focusing screen, she was most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. "Umm… I guess. Sure." I stammered,...Read On

Oral Sex(1)

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Manda's Massage

Charlie stops for a massage on the way to visit his foxy next-door neighbor at college.

On the spur of the moment, I decide to make a surprise visit to my next-door neighbor at State U. Partly it's because I haven't seen her since Christmas. But mostly, it's because she's an incredible fox. And so are her friends. She wasn't always so hot. Growing up, she was just the sweet little kid next door. Amanda was pretty, to be sure, but a skinny little tomboy you'd never give a...Read On