Woman in control Stories

I didn’t have my first date until I was sixteen, and THAT went horribly. I wouldn’t have a second date until I was coerced into asking a girl to Senior Prom, and THAT made my first date look like a roaring success. So, by eighteen years old, I still hadn’t kissed a girl, beyond a quick peck hello in greetings. At nineteen and twenty, I managed a few dating experiences and was told I was a good kisser. That led to a few se...

It was mid-afternoon when Chad pulled into the lot of the small market. An elderly man in bib overalls sat just outside the door, arms folded over his chest. His eyes held only mild curiosity as Chad approached. "We ain't got any gas, if that's what you're after," the man said. "I filled up in the last town, so I'm good." Chad offered his most disarming smile. "I'm actually wondering if you can tell me anything about the...

Ever since she was in her late teens, Jenna had been fascinated with handjobs. Not only giving them, but also watching men doing themselves. It was a rush to see and hear the reactions of a man when he masturbated - even more so if the guy didn't know she was watching. This is how it started. Jenna was eighteen and was nearing the end of her senior year in high school. Her best friend, Carli, lived a few houses up the str...