First time…..what in the world am I doing?Okay, my spouse is out of town for 36 hours,,,,but what in the world am I doing?Have I lost my mind?Yes, we’ve been teasing each other in texts for the past 6 months, we’ve gotten kind of hot a few times, but this is real! – – –

Bret Leconte is 18, a high school senior. Fairly normal physically, 5’ll”, 175 pounds, brown hair and eyes. Not handsome but clean cut, average until he smiles and then he turns everyone on. A decent high school athlete, he was a receiver in football, is the left fielder in baseball. Correction, was the left fielder.

I drive up the long winding driveway to the house with anticipation and a bit of dread. I had been planning this for quite some time but working up the courage to act had taken longer than I had imagined it would. My palms feel a bit damp but not as damp as my crotch.

So I’m new to this. Give me some feedback and if I should make another one!*****My name is Jess and this is the story of when I lost my virginity to my brother’s best friend.Jess:I was never the prettiest girl when I was younger. I was kinda a tomboy. I hung out with my older

Recap from “Lu-Ann” Could I be bisexual? A lesbian?Or am I just a nasty little horny slut who will get her rocks off by any means possible?Part 2Cindy knew how to get a girl heated up. We broke off our little impromptu sexual fun when we heard someone approaching. I spent the rest of my

Many thanks to friend and reader Eric_Shift for his valuable suggestions with some of the dialog in this story.***Athena bounded up the path from the sea caves, leaping the old steps two and three at a time, scattering kaleidoscopic clouds of birds and bugs. Her muscles burned as she pushed herself harder in anticipation of

This is not a Tabby story. It is the closest to a true story I have written. Some details have been changed a little, but not many. It is a little more philosophical towards the end, but I hope you will enjoy it just the same.*A group of us had decided to meet at the

Mike took it easy riding to Mrs McLean’s place, enjoying the summer sunshine. He’d brought his bedroll because he figured he’d probably take the job on. On impulse he turned Caesar, his bay gelding, and followed a faint game trail into the trees. After twisting through some underbrush he came out at a natural pool

I would like to thank techsan for his help in editing my story.*I entered my bedroom and slammed the door, locking it. A few minutes later, I heard a light tapping on my bedroom door and Alice saying, “Paul? I’m soooooo sorry, we need to talk. Open up, please.”After waiting a minute for me to