She was at her usual visit to the doctor’s office. However, this time, instead of seeing the older male physician, she met with a new female doctor. Amanda loved her although she didn’t “show” it, wearing that same forlorn look which almost always presented itself on her face. “You’re as healthy as they come, Amanda,” Dr. Rachel Peters said. “However, I get the sense something else is bothering you. Would you like to talk...

30 Aug 2010 Dear Mia, Great to hear you are having a great time. Wish I could say the same. I’m getting grilled from my folks about the amount of times I’ve been going out – hello I’m 20 years old for fuck sake. As much as I know this academic year is going to be difficult they don’t need to keep reminding me. They don’t see that I’m using my last chances to come in a 5am then not wake up to like 2pm. But that’s a rant fo...

A warm tongue moved across my slit. For some reason I dreamed it was my roommate between my legs. I am not at all attracted to my roommate, but something made my mind turn to her. In my dream, she looked up at me from between my legs and smiled. Her face was wet, her lips sticky with my excitement. I closed my legs around her head, and she went back down on me. When fingers pushed inside me, I was brought out of my half-d...

The next day, back at work at Holy Cross School, Jacob Smith, the headmaster, was priding himself on resisting his would be temptress when in walked Cassie Parks again, this time with the nun who monitored the dorms and Cassie’s roommate, Jill Pierce. If Cassie was on one end of the spectrum, Jill was on the other. Fully aware of her sexuality and how to use it to get what she wanted. Jill was basically a slut. She snuck...

Jacob had been the headmaster at Holy Cross School for Girls for five years. A young man for the position, he often drew attention from the girls and mothers alike. He prided himself on the job he was doing in keeping the girls pure and unspoiled by the temptations of the outside world. The girls at Holy Cross did not have the typical distractions of modern television and pre-pubescent boys. Jacob sat at his desk looking...

I'm a typical 16 year old. I love my boyfriend Charlie. He cares so much for me I couldn't ask for anyone better. Although he's 19 he's never pressured me for sex or anything I don't want to do. It started out like any other day. I got out of school and Charlie was sat on the wall near the school waiting for me, as usual. As soon as he saw me he jumped off the wall and pulled me in for a kiss. It lasted ages until I pulle...

“Do you want to touch it?”My best friend stands in front of me, his hard cock arc-ing above the waistband of his boxers. He takes a step towards me, and it bobs up and down.I suppose this should feel weird. We know each other so well that we’re practically brother and sister. And although I had always hoped that my first time would be with someone I loved and trusted, I never thought it would be with him. But here he is,...

Wendy’s eyes opened quickly in the morning light coming through her window. Her first thought was, “oh my god, I fucked my uncle! I let my own uncle put his cock in my pussy!” Her second thought was, “oh my god, I wish I could go back to last night and relive it over and over! I need him to fuck me again right now!” The memories flooded back, the silky feeling of Nelson’s penis slowly pressing against her wet labia while...

Wendy’s eyes opened quickly in the morning light coming through her window. Her first thought was, “oh my god, I fucked my uncle! I let my own uncle put his cock in my pussy!” Her second thought was, “oh my god, I wish I could go back to last night and relive it over and over! I need him to fuck me again right now!” The memories flooded back, the silky feeling of Nelson’s penis slowly pressing against her wet labia while...

They Called Me 'The Babysitter' This is a true story of some of the sexual events of my life when I was in graduate school back in 1971-73. I was attending a college out in rural Mississippi, working on a master's degree in physics. I had not been that successful with the ladies up until then. Despite being decently good looking, and having an intense sex drive, I had been rejected so many times in high school that I didn...

She never thought much about it but her attire never changed that much. Theresa, the slightly attractive young woman, had always worn long dresses, and tops which always covered her up. She got by. She got along with others. Nothing anyone else ever did or wore made her feel as if she should “change” herself in any such way. Now there was a guy she’d gone to college with by the name of Richard. He wasn’t fancy but he kind...