Becca and Danny met soon after their parents started dating. Danny was seventeen and three months older than Becca. Danny was your typical teen boy. A real sports nut and the school's leading pitcher. He spent more time playing baseball then studying. Danny was smart though, he carried a 3.9 GPA Becca (Rebecca) wasn't your typical seventeen year old girl. Although Becca was one of the school's cutest girls, she also was i...

“How does that feel, sweetheart?”Sam’s muscles undulated under my touch like waves in the ocean. This was the second time I had given him a real massage, and I could tell that it was long overdue. He was just as stiff as before—maybe even more. My slender but strong fingers kneaded and pushed against him, relieving him of all that tension. His body lay comfortably on my massage table, and his skin was shiny from all the o...

Toby was new at the paper, straight from his journalism degree. It was a local paper, a rag in all honesty, but it was a start. Most of his new colleagues were hacks, but worse than that they were fat, old and ugly. This was normally not a problem for Toby who was partial to storing a mature plumper in the wank bank in his college days. But this collection of co-workers were so foul the thought of even one of them would c...

His name was Lucas; he was twenty-three years old, single, six feet tall, weighed 160 lbs, had blond hair and blue eyes, and lived in an apartment complex in Florida. Staying in the same complex were two girls who were on their summer break. One was called Lauran, and the other Judy.Lauran was visiting her sister for the summer. She was seventeen years old, with light brown hair, a beautifully clear complexion, and small...

"Call me if you need anything. I'll have my phone on the entire weekend."My mother-in-law gave me a hug and pushed me on my way. I was so nervous, but needed a release. My husband had died a year and a half before, leaving me a single mom to a small child. Surely I deserved a weekend for adult time, but leaving my child was such a hard thing to do."I'll call when I can. Mommy loves you Ry Ry, be good for grandma and poppy...

Chapter 2: TommyFinally! Tommy called me today and asked me out. He had his own car too and drove me to a beach party a few miles out of town on the shore of lake Michigan. There was beer and pot and we danced barefoot in the sand to loud rock music on somebody’s portable stereo. I got very loaded: stoned on pot and drunk on beer. When one of the other girls took her top and bra off, not to be outdone, I took mine off too...

Seth and I were approaching our third month anniversary and my ass was so sore from the poundings it was getting daily. In case you missed my last story, "Losing My Anal Virginity," I was sixteen and under a lot of pressure to have sex with my sexy boyfriend. After a month of dating, I compromised and finally let him fuck my ass. I wasn't a prude but was saving my pussy for love.Seth was tall, almost six-feet, half Asian...

Chapter 1: ClaudeThe summer of 1991 came late in Manistique, a small town at the top of Lake Michigan in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. It was June but still quite chilly in the North Country. School was out and I had just arrived and was picked up by my Uncle Heit at the Escanaba airport. I visited him and my Aunt Ellen (my namesake) every summer from the time my parents left Manistique when I was two until I went away to c...

I was ecstatic that I was getting to see Sam again, especially since it had only been a couple hours since I’d given him the massage. I had gotten so horny that, when we were done, I headed straight home and self-indulged, and the only thing I could fantasize about was him.Sam called me and told me he needed to tell me something important, in person. He suggested we meet up at the pizza place for dinner. When it came to p...

I Ubered to my auction carrying several outfits in a garment bag. I wore jeans and babydoll T-shirt in case someone wanted to fuck the girl next door.Nicolette ushered me into makeup as soon as I walked in. Within an hour she had me presentable. I wore a beautiful emerald green velvet corset with black lace accents and matching green pumps, black thigh high nylons, and panties with garter straps attached.“I don’t look lik...

Once, I met this guy. He was…different, to say the least. I heard of people like him, but I had never met someone like him before. I had no idea that he would be all my greatest fantasies come true.I met him when I was at someone’s house, hanging out with my friends. It was a Friday night in late February. A strong snowstorm was coming in, so instead of leaving we decided to wait it out. We had plenty of drinks and food t...