Marine biologist Mariel "Mari" Castle stood on the edge of the cliff, her toes curling over the rough rock. The salty breeze played with her wavy, auburn hair as she surveyed the horizon, her eyes scanning the endless expanse of the sea. It was a sight that never failed to fill her with a strange mix of awe and longing. Her heart raced at the thought of plunging into the unknown depths, but today, something felt different...

Mira was nervous for her first gynecology appointment. She had never been to one before but knew the basics of what the procedure would be like. She researched, found a highly-rated clinic, and made her appointment. She didn't think about what questions to ask, but after she hung up the phone, she realized her Doctor could be a man or a woman. She wasn't sure if she would be comfortable being seen by a man, but Mira figur...

"Well, shit," Lia murmured to herself, rolling over in bed and squinting at the sunlight piercing through the cracks in the wooden slats of her window. The room was a mess, clothes strewn about like confetti from last night's festivities. Her heart thudded in her chest as she realized she was naked, the cool morning air kissing her skin. The echoes of her own passionate cries filled her ears, a stark reminder of the night...

The first thing that struck Cody as he stepped out of his grandparents' dilapidated old pickup truck was the oppressive silence that hung over the sleepy rural town of Sweetwater, Arkansas. It was as if the very air had been sucked out of the atmosphere, leaving behind only a heavy, humid stillness that seemed to press down on him like a leaden blanket. He glanced at his wristwatch, noting with a mixture of irritation and...

Pygmalion hid himself from the lustful nature of women littering Cyprus… …and instead carved a virgin in ivory to match his expectations of a woman. ~oOo~ He outlined her form with a copper chisel and a steady mind, but when it came time for the details, his inner desires crept from the crevices. The most beautiful woman his eyes had ever seen was taking shape before him. As he tenderly cupped her freshly chiseled face, h...

When I was 16 I was a junior in a small private high school. I had taken some courses during the summer so I had an extra “study hall” where we sat in the library and either studied or got caught up on schoolwork. I had always been kind of shy and kept to myself for the most part, especially during this class because it was just me with senior jocks that were cocky and obnoxious. One day while I was sitting at my table, o...

Gretchen was the prettiest Amish girl you could find. She had the longest, blondest hair, the biggest blue eyes, and a great ass. She loved working at the local Amish market, waiting tables. She loved serving homemade pies and fresh-baked bread to locals and tourists alike, watching as familiar faces brightened at the taste of her people's special recipes. Gretchen's days were filled with the soothing rhythm of farm life,...

I had just received my driver's license and had bought a used 1974 Monte Carlo to drive to high school and to my new part-time job at a grocery store. Starting the eleventh grade was exciting. I was planning to start dating girls. At sixteen, I was mature for my age. My voice was becoming deeper and I had grown a lot of black hair on my chest, arms, legs, face, and pubic area. I worked out daily, keeping in shape for spor...

K had been eagerly awaiting B’s return all week. The excitement of having her boyfriend home from the army for the weekend filled her with joy and anticipation. The sun had been shining brightly all day, and the two of them spent it relaxing in the garden of a nearby country pub, sipping on cool cider, eating good food and laughing together. K, a bubbly brunette with an hourglass figure that turned heads wherever she went...

“Thank you so much, Heather,” Jimmy’s mom apologized as they stood on the porch. “I know it’s a bit unusual, but obviously, at Jimmy’s age, we couldn’t call any of his old sitters.” “Don’t worry,” Heather reassured her. “I’m happy to keep an eye on him.” “We’ve had these tickets for months, but Jack was talking about canceling! When Karen mentioned you were home for the summer, it seemed like a perfect fit. I remembered J...

It was just another typical late spring weekend, and I had been aware for about a week that my dad was organizing a cookout and small celebration for family friends, relatives, and some of my close friends. The evening would also include poker and drinking, a routine activity for my dad since my parents’ divorce over a year ago. By mid-afternoon, the majority of the guests had arrived, and the food was being served. Adult...