Fran proved once again what a troublemaker she is. "Do you think our guys are doing what we do, you know, bar pickups and all?" "I don't know. I suppose it's possible," I replied. "Maybe even likely, I suppose." "I've been thinking, Nance." "Uh oh," I joked. "We could test them. It could be fun," she continued. "Oh?" "What if we tried to seduce them? You know, each other's man." In momentary shock, I said, "Are you kiddin...

Tyrone and Dee stared at the door that Maya just marched through and then at each other, querying with their hands until Tyrone deemed body language quite insufficient to explain this one. “What the fuck just happened?” he asked. “Beats me,” Dee said. “I don’t get why she’s so upset.” “Was what I said really that offensive?” Dee raised her palms in surrender. “Hey look, I ain’t no authority on what people should and shoul...

Day 5, Friday: I stretched out and felt so relaxed that I was almost purring. It was early, and there was still a good hour before my alarm was due to go off, but I had gone to bed so early last night that I was well and truly ready to start the day. I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom, where I looked myself over while I waited for the shower to warm up. I could see my pussy was still puffy and glistening. I lov...

I saw him across the departure lounge. He was staring at his phone, texting. The idea that we'd be on the same plane home had never occurred to me - I'd just assumed we'd never see each other again. Handsome Henri, who had ground against my ass in the club, his hands on my twisting hips. I'd felt his penis grow hard through his jeans then, as the dance track ended, I'd turned around and kissed him. Henri was so hot - musc...

I watched as Ken's little red sports car disappeared from view, and then I carried my bag and the notebook he'd given me into the house. As I emptied my bag into a laundry basket, I thought about Ken's offer and decided I needed to tell Daddy about it when I sent him my report on the weekend with him. As I headed toward the stairs, I noticed I had a couple of messages on my answering machine. I pressed play to listen. The...

Those sweet nothings you readily say baby, darling, good girl are keys cloaked in velvet, unlocking desire's door. You slip inside to settle between my parted thighs. All the while, you repeat those sweet nothings. Uttered with abandon, they accompany your thrusts, and I revel in each one like wine. Reverberating long after we've made love, your sweet nothings remain something precious to me.

It was a sunny day when my friend Carsten finally came to visit after a long time. The anticipation mixed with a certain nervousness, because I knew that the tension between my girlfriend Melanie and him was always noticeable. We picked him up from the airport and I was behind the wheel of the car. Melanie got into the back seat next to Carsten - a decision that seemed strange to me at first. But when we drove off and the...

The next day at school, Alex walked with a confidence she’d never had before, her hips swaying lightly as she sauntered into class. There was a soreness between her legs, but it wasn’t too bad and it quickly faded as the day went on. Where Alex once walked meekly through the halls, now she strutted. Where she once kept her head down, she now kept her chin up with pride. A newfound self-assurance wafted off of her in almos...

Initiation. My “interview” with Veronica, Mr Davy, and Miss James was ended. I was excused, and told to go and clean myself up. Back to the showers I went, carrying my clothes in a bundle. Naked, apart from the Wilminmoor School tie and socks, I trotted upstairs. Mr Davy’s cum leaking down my thighs. My mind was a whirl. I had just been given the option of coming to a public school, all expenses paid, wonderful, then made...