At last! School was over and done with; her finals finished and a glorious summer stretched ahead of her. Today was the first day of the holidays and she was free to spend it as she pleased. She walked along without a care in the world, ready to go swimming in the deliciously cool lake

Chapter OneIndi:I looked at the tasteful archway of the tattoo parlor with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. I’d spent the better part of the past few months scouring social media, trying to find an artist that could tie together the styles I wanted for this tattoo–my first. I’d decided that it was time to

Catherine tossed her schoolbag onto her desk and rolled her shoulders. Resenting the load the public school imposed upon her even in senior year, she decided that the homework her teachers deemed ‘necessary’ could rot.She smiled, knowing what her friend would think of such rebellious thoughts. “Where was he today,” she asked herself as she

Dana awoke that morning and greeted the day just as she had done for every day that past in her 18 years of existence. She was a pretty girl. She wasn’t drop dead gorgeous or anything along those lines. She was just pretty. Her body filled out at an early age but not to any

Yes the heading is for real, first time with a nurse who was hired to look after my grandma.(true story)I had just turned 18 when it all happened, but before I start my story I should say that at 18 I had had my hand on a tit or two and ventured under a skirt

I was nineteen, almost twenty. That magical, sensuous age. I’d heard men say it was the sexiest word in the English vocabulary. Nineteen. I was lithe, fertile, and sexual, with glossy skin and lustrous golden hair. No longer a girl but still not a woman, I was of that age when men young and old

It was a sunny Saturday morning. I woke up in my bed, staring at the light flooding through the gaps in the curtains. It had been an unusually warm night for Spring, I had slept in my boxers and I was slightly sweaty. I stared down at my body, as I lay on top of

She looked like the kind of girl that could be pressured into doing almost anything.  You know the type.  Really insecure and maybe a little confused.  She wasn’t drop dead gorgeous or anything, but she was attractive nonetheless, and there was something about her that turned me on.   I was attending a gig at which