My twin sister, Misty, and I have always been very close. We have never been apart since the day we were born. When we were younger, we slept in the same room together, we played together, we attended the same schools together, and now, we are eighteen years old attending the same high school where we are seniors getting ready to graduate. We even plan on attending the same college together. We’ve already been accepted as...

There she was. Just like always. Standing in front of her bedroom window. I wondered if she even knew that she was standing where I could see her. Hell, did she even know what she was doing to me? I would sit in front of my window for hours just waiting to catch a glimpse of her through hers. Nine times out of ten, I was able to see her. Today was no different. I came home from work, took a shower, and went to my room. I...

We were sitting on the front porch of our cabin when she came up to me and took my hand. I had no choice but to follow her as she lead me to the edge of the woods and down the trail that we had made with a four wheeler for when we wanted to be one with nature. I just followed her like a lost puppy.Shellie looked back at me with a smile on her face and slowed her pace a little as she did. I knew that look on her face. It w...

I often watched my brother.   I knew it was wrong, but I could not help it.   Why?   Because I did not see him as my brother.   He was a twenty year old freshman at the local college near our home.   I saw him more as a fresh college guy waiting to score.   We were close when we were growing up, but the older we got, we grew apart.   I guess that is because I was his sister and he was my brother.             Bryce was not...

The light of the full moon shined down on the beach, lighting up the white sand, giving it a light blue tinge. Callie walked ahead, the beach towel wrapped around her waist, leaving delicate footprints in the soft sand as she went along her way. She knew I was behind her. She knew I just liked to watch her walk. It was one of the many ways that she loved me. We did not have to hold hands to be in love. This was one our tr...

Water falling over your body Making the deep auburn tan glisten; Highlighting the tan lines around your breasts Showing small erect pink nipples, Pointing arousal in the mist. As the water falls over your body, It trickles down, slowly, and begins to christen The slender curves where you’ve been blessed; Your body shivers as the droplets send ripples Arousing feelings you can’t resist. Your hair falls down over your shoul...

Winter had finally arrived and the snow was falling generously outside. It looked so serene as the white fluffy specks fell graciously to the ground as I looked out my kitchen window. The fresh coffee brewing sent the aroma through the air of the kitchen and brought my senses more to life as I waited for the dark liquid to finish dripping so I could pour some in my awaiting mug on the counter. I knew it would warm me up....

Cassie laid upon her bed in her dorm room cramming for her last exam of the semester. Economics was not her strong suit and she was getting quite tired of staring at the book laying in front of her. She would have enjoyed studying biology more, but that was a subject she had yet to take. Her dormmate was out studying with her boyfriend for her last exam, so that gave Cassie the room to herself. The quiet of the room was b...

He watched her stand in the doorway of the bathroom. The light from it cast a silhouette of her slender tall body into the bedroom as she stood. As he lay on the bed, he could see all her curves, so well proportioned as they were, reflected from the orange glow of the room behind her as she stood. He didn’t have to see that she was smiling sexually. He knew it. Could feel it. Could imagine her sultry lips, her tongue runn...

The glistening pinkness sparkled as the sun’s rays shot its warmth down on her. She lay there on the beach towel, legs spread as wide as she could get them, the meaty folds that usually hid what was inside, outstretched to the limits of no purity. Her breasts, so firm, formed perfect cones that projected up in the hot summer air with nipples so erect, they resembled pink pencil erasers dangling rigidly in the salt laden a...

Plump-iful puffy and moist-iful meaty, she couldn’t help but let her fingers do some of her talking as they massaged the lips that only made sexual slurping sounds as they slid into her hot wet pink crevice. Brittany laid there, her legs spread as wide as she could get them, letting her long fingers massage her engorged flaps, inserting a couple into her hot canal. Moaning oh so sensually as the one hand lingered between...