1980 was a long time ago. A lot of history has happened since then, but there are parts of that year I remember like it was yesterday. I remember being a shy, eighteen-year-old , in my second-last year of high school, and I remember that I was not exactly Mister Popularity, either. I remember that feeling of not always fitting …
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My sister Kristy was almost 18 when this incident
happened. She was very popular at school and was always
the leader in her group of friends. She was a big
success in class and even the extra curricular things
she did like cheerleader squad leader, and even
president of her class made her reputation even better.
I on the other …
Read More →June Allison sat her eighteen-year-old daughter down for a most
difficult talk. June needed a sexy young girl as a sexual aid to get a
very special man up. June finally found a good Mr. Right with one
little problem, which wasn’t little and was no problem once it got up.
Getting it up was the problem. Henry thought seeing …
It was Nancy Peterson’s first appearance as a Valley High
cheerleader. The stands rumbled with a full house of cheering fans.
Nancy performed high kicks. Her dark-blue skirt featured inverted
pleats and swirled sexily on her fine, tanned legs.
She wore a tight white vest that had blue stripes down the arms, an
inch-wide white stripe across the chest, and …
Elisa released Susan’s hand and moved to
the door. A loud click filled the air as she turned
the deadbolt and locked the door. She also pulled
down the shades, blocking the view from outside.
‘Now we don’t have to worry about
anyone making a late night return.’ Elisa smiled
as she walked back to Susan.
The young girl placed …
I moved into my friend’s apartment only two weeks into my senior year of high
school. Problems at home with my mother, father and younger brother were
simply too much for me to handle. I was struggling to redeem myself and get
into something other than the local city college. I knew I wasn’t headed to
Harvard or anything, but …
My whole bed was soaked. I thought I had wet the bed but it was only
sweat. I looked at the clock. It was midnight. I went to the
bathroom to clean up a little and cool off.
I washed the cum and sweat off my body using a damp wash cloth.
The sponge bath woke me up enough so …
Read More →Not many folks know about fixers. Those that
think they do, usually don’t. They have the wrong
idea. People think fixers kill people, or maybe
break their legs. I don’t want to say we NEVER
get rough, but most of what we do is pretty
routine, and even boring.
Say some little starlet is photographed
coming out of some gay …
For the next two days Ryan was on pens and needles. This is worse than
waiting for Christmas, he thought to himself. Still, the presents are well
worth the wait.
Ryan had given a lot of thought to what he was going to do. He knew that if
he weren’t careful, the changes he was thinking about for his roommates…
Ryan was sitting in the most isolated computer cubicle he could find. It
was his usual spot. The one where he could surf the internet without people
seeing what he was looking at. Ryan knew that several people used the spot
to surf for porn, just like him, he just doubted they were looking at quite
the same sites. Ryan …
My name’s Sandi, and I want to tell you about some of the horny
adventures I’ve had. This one’s about when I left school and got
a job in an office. Unfortunately some of what REALLY happened
is probably a bit too naughty to tell you, so I’ve had to miss
it out! Still, even without it, I think that …
I was teen at the time it happened, well built, not
fabulous, but fairly strong and also, not bad looking.
I had a few pimples here and there, but altogether, I
was a good package, along with my six-inch dick.
I was over at my friend Tom’s house. It was getting
late a night, around ten, and the rest of …
No, really its okay. I’ve learned to come to grips with
what I used to think was just kind of a weird fixation
and what I now realize is something more fundamental to
my sexuality. I guess I first began thinking about it
when I was a teenager and I first started noticing boys.
I was always kind of flirty …
I am going to masturbate while I tell this story. Just
think of me sitting on a large futon, naked and with
my legs spread to show John my pussy. John loves to
watch me please myself. He gets so turned on when I
talk dirty while I touch my hot pussy. I haven’t even
started the story yet and …
The bell rang for lunch, finally. Mr. Cartwinder’s math
lessons were the worst of them all. I always struggled
to pay attention to him as he droned on and on about
algebraic equations and matrices and whatnot.
It wasn’t like I was a horrible student, I got pretty
good marks, it’s just Mr. Cartwinder was so damn boring.
And old. …