“Don’t get so cocky, boys,” Jennie warned. “If you think sucking on an 18-year-old cock is God’s gift to women, then you have a lot to learn.” “That’s right, boys. Jen and I enjoyed sucking you. But you need to learn that satisfying a woman is about you giving pleasure, not just receiving it,” Suzanne said. “Men can be so selfish!” “Well, Mom, we are your willing students,” Colin said. “I know, honey,” Suzanne said as she...

I took a slow, deep breath, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance of Jenny’s skin. It reminded of the pretty yellow flowers that bloomed in the meadow, with a little hint of something musky. It drilled into my brain, quickening my pulse and pushing blood to my now-hardening cock. My hand wandered, gently touching her smooth, pale skin. The soft firmness of her breasts enthralled me, the hardness of her nipples surprised me,...

Days had passed since Jim and I had been in the barn, but I couldn't take my mind off the thought of him licking me down there. He'd been on the other side of the property patching fences after a storm rolled through that knocked down a number of trees. He acted strangely when he was at the farm. At first, I thought he was mad about something because he kept looking away whenever I tried to get his attention. I was waitin...

The First Movement. Simon was a man in his Forties, married to his work. It left little space for other pastimes, but he had had a number of relationships with the opposite sex over the years. They had never lasted for a very long time, because his partners soon looked for a permanent, full-time commitment from him, which he was unwilling to give. He was very happy to have a physical relationship, and was skilled in his t...

My brother asked me to check on their house while they were out of town for the long weekend, the last hurrah of summer before the kids all go off to school. He had invited me to tag along. As much as I would have liked to spend more time with my niece, Sara, I couldn't bear the thought of being cooped up in their tiny cabin. Now that she's older, Sara has been calling or texting me more lately, always asking to go to mov...

“A cheerleader’s job is threefold,” began Coach Williams. “Miss Buckner tells me that you have an excellent skill set. That’s only the first qualification. A cheerleader has to entertain the fans and most of those are men. They like to look at bouncing boobs and tight rear ends.” Nikki wasn’t sure how to reply. Was he telling her that she was going to be cut because her boobs weren’t big enough? “Turn around,” Coach Willi...

A few years ago, my parents installed a pool in our backyard to keep my little sister and me from running the streets and getting into trouble in our small Southern Missouri town. Since then, my sister and her sixteen-year-old friend, Kim, have had sleepovers so they can hang out by the pool and tan. One afternoon, I overheard Kim and my sister outside my bedroom window, bragging about everything they knew about sex while...

I was with my friend Angel at a club catering to teens in an old warehouse on the edge of town. We were sixteen and sophomores in high school. A local rock band was performing. I turned to Angel and shouted over the loud music. “Isn’t the lead singer hot?” He was tall with long blonde hair and blue eyes. He wore a black Metallica t-shirt over a pair of faded jeans and had a sleeve of tattoos up his right arm. Angel shoute...

Earl nodded toward the door. "How ‘bout you show Hank and me y’all’s room?" Dale's face twisted with conflict, his brow furrowing and lips pressing into a thin line, but he remained silent as Earl placed his hand on the small of Lila's back, steering her toward the exit. Hank followed eagerly, his eyes wide, rubbing his crotch in anticipation as he trailed behind them like a loyal pup. Lila turned her head slightly, casti...

Mary had to pee. She asked for directions to the ladies room, but got lost in the dark hallways beneath the bus station. She was getting desperate. A small trickle soaked into her panties. She pressed a hand over her pussy as she ran, desperately trying to find a bathroom. Pee was running down her legs when she spied a toilet in a dimly lit closet-size room. Mary sat down just as the dam burst. She didn’t have time to rem...

I was sixteen and awkward. I was already 6'-2" tall, with curly blonde hair. This was my last year at summer camp. I had been going to summer camp for eight years. For the last four years, I'd had a crush on Lindsay, a camp counselor. She is a beautiful redhead, eight years my senior. Her smile is contagious and she has beautiful blue eyes. She always wore her camp shirt tied up so that her midriff was exposed. Her camp s...