My name is Peter Hargrove. I was 20 years old, 5’11, and 180 pounds. Physically fit. A strong athlete. Short brown hair, blue eyes, and a clear complexion. My high school grades weren’t earning any college scholarships, so I considered joining the Army. The recruiting officer had many encouraging things to say. Good pay. A signing bonus. Training. Promotions. An honorable career. I was just the sort of young man they were...

At her wedding fuckfest King Albert had told them that he was dying from cancer and that he was gifting his entire fair to Barbara and Glenn. After they have met with the fair's solicitors, they pay a visit to Albert to finalise the details. Albert tells them that, according to fair tradition, Barbara must undergo a fair transfer fuckfest and let all the men of the fair give her whatever pain and pleasure they want before...

I met the girls at the coffee shop. They had advertised a bicycle for sale, and I needed a new one with school about to start. In the photo, it appeared to be a nice 26-inch Shimano with a platform on the back for my laptop. And inexpensive. Just what I needed, for money was short. Sammy’s Bean & Bistro at Halstead and 4th Street in downtown Huntington Beach was about fifteen miles from campus. I had just gotten back to I...

The path to the quiet pool winds through a landscaped area thick with bushes and ornamental trees. Laura leads the way, her wet shorts clinging to her ass, and I see Eric watching her, his eyes fixed on the way the material is crawling up between her cheeks. "This is insane," Chris mutters beside me, but there's an excitement in his voice that wasn't there before. "I can't believe I'm actually doing this." "Neither can I,...

I’m sitting on the edge of my battered couch, mashing buttons on my controller, intently staring at the battle raging across my television screen. On the coffee table in front of me are three dead bottles like a little beer cemetery. The fourth one’s still half-full, sweating onto the cheap wood top, leaving a ring. I risk a second, taking my eyes off the carnage to glance at my phone screen, 10:30, we’ve been at it for h...

My father had long ago drilled into me the idea that arriving 10 minutes early was on time and arriving on time was late. Bree expected me at 10 am on Saturday morning, so I made sure that I would arrive before 9:50 am. I found it difficult falling asleep last night and was awake early because I was so anxious to find out what Bree had in store for me today. My horny teenage porn-driven mind kept going over what happened...

It’s fun to look back at innocent times, especially those during our carefree school days. This was an incident that caught me by surprise, though it shouldn’t have. Now that eight years have passed, and I have a good job with a successful company, it’s easier to talk about. My name is Emma Walker, twenty-one years old at the time. Jenny and I had been dorm mates since our freshman year at Midville Valley in northern Indi...

When Tina woke in the morning, the air in the room still held the distinct musky odor of pussy. Sunlight slanted through the gap in the curtains, striping the bed with a bright golden line that illuminated dust motes dancing in the still air. She winced as she rolled from her side onto her back, a breast slipping free from her lavender camisole. There was a dull ache between her thighs from Dan’s huge cock and her own sel...

Lindsay was enjoying the freedom of being completely naked, playing in the surf near the waterfall. She glided in the shallows, rolling in the swirling foam before letting the water sweep her up onto an outcrop of black lava rock at the base of the waterfall. She danced through the spray, then planted her feet and tipped her head back, letting the torrent pound against her shoulders and spine all the way down to the topog...