This is a story loosely based on my experiences in college. Loose enough that this could be called fiction. Obviously names and dates have been changed. All character’s mentioned in sexual references are 18 years of age or older. I hope you love my characters. Enjoy! * * * * * * * * * It was the first day of classes. Maddy was again the first to wake. She slept closest to the wall, with her head on Andy’s chest. As she opened her eyes she saw sunlight had filled the room. The TV was off and the blankets slipped off Byron’s waist. Her eyes widened at the sight…

Hey, it’s me, Joel. I’m sorry that I have whisper and I apologize if this story is short, but I have to lay low once the sun goes down. Apparently, the spat I caused between mom Lydia and daughter Luci is still going and I’m afraid to show my face. LOL, or turn the lights on in my house. Anyways, a few stories back, when I sleeping with and cheating on Mrs. Kant from kitty corner around the back of my house, well, somehow her very prude roomie, Mrs. Matthews figured something out and just had to perform her own personal investigation, totally unknown to my ex-MILF girlfriend, Mrs. Kant.…

I walked out of the locker room door and waited for my fiancée to leave hers. There was about a five-minute wait before she did. She looked at me and smiled before she took my hand and lead me out the door. We reached her car before she leaned against it. I pressed in for a kiss. We kissed for a bit before we heard a familiar voice behind us. “Get a room, you two!” We turned and saw Nikki smiling at us. We started to blush a bit before she spoke again. “I couldn’t help it. You two lovebirds are just so cute together. See you two at the…

My resolve to not text Eric started wavering as the week wore on. I missed him, and when he still hadn’t messaged me by Friday afternoon, I eventually caved. My brain still wasn’t capable of making good choices and, if anything, his silence had only annoyed me more. ______________[So are you just never talking to me again?] [I just thought you needed a chance to calm down.] Motherfucker. ______________[I was kind of hoping you’d apologise.] [I did apologise, but it wasn’t good enough.] ______________[Right, because I’m the bad guy.] [That’s not what I meant.] [We should talk.] ______________[Fine. Come over.] [No, we should go somewhere.] ______________[Why?] [I just want to…

I approached the end of my shift at the local pub, around 11:30, the last few patrons stumble out the front door. Steve, a regular at the pub, is the only one left at the bar. Steve is a rugged looking silver fox, good strong body and a cracking tan. I’ve known him around three months now and we get on really well despite our age difference. He’s approaching fifty-five and I’ve just turned twenty-one. Steve: “Do you want a life home Joe?” Me: “No you’re alright Steve…are you sure you’re not over the limit anyway?” Steve: “I’ve only had a few beers, you should know you served me! It’s…

All characters in this story are above the age of 18. ***** It was a phase. This one, I couldn’t let myself give up on. I almost let myself forget, though. Driving home through my boring little town, I was already making all the turns to head back to my apartment. Just a glance at the time on the display in my car was all it took for me to curse under my breath and turn around. I hit the lazy little main drag again and coasted back through the dusk painted town. I’d already changed over after work. How the hell could I forget? This had been an ongoing…

He gave me a date, a week from now. And those seven days ached. The anticipation was almost overwhelming. I had white stocking, white panties, but I didn’t touch them. I wouldn’t allow myself release. Perhaps I was scared, if I released my sexual tension, would I chicken out? After a few nights I couldn’t take it, so I put on the stockings and put the toy in. But I didn’t come. From day till night, my every waking moment was eclipsed by fantasy. What was coming, what it would feel like, what it would do to me. I was powerless, but I had surrendered this power freely. This was…

During their stay at Goa beach, Arnab had married Bipasha in a temple and now all three of them had moved to Shimla for their honeymoon trip. They were staying in a big hotel at Shimla, being provided a spacious room with a big bed where four persons could be accommodated easily, with a drawing-room attached. Madhu was standing near the open window of the hotel room. From there she could see the Himalayan mountain range at a distance. The sunlight was reflecting on the White Mountain range as if those were silver mountains. “Arnab, see the snow-clad mountains. Waaaoo! The scene is so marvelous; I have never seen it…

Saturday was mostly spent prepping dinner; Dave went for it. He had made a pate for the starter, fillet steaks for the main while I made a white choc and raspberry cheesecake for dessert. I texted Mark, “Get Helen on the wine so she is nice and relaxed.” He replied, “Just opened a bottle. She has been getting ready for hours. Wink, wink.” Dave came into the kitchen saying they would arrive in an hour-and-a-half, “Shall we start getting ready?” I laughed saying, “Ok Mr impatient, go and get in the shower.” I followed him up a few minutes later and took out my outfit and placed it on the…

“How much cum is in this thing?” She was stroking his engorged cock. Caressing the shaft and the enormous purple bulb at the top. The skin was shrink wrapped around the hilt looking like it was about to burst. Her hands were soft. His cock was warm, very warm. “Put your lips on it and find out.” Her face seemed flushed and her eyes glossy. She was too enamoured to smile. She was focused. She bent forward relishing the prelude to feeling his arousal in her mouth. Her lips parted and her mouth took in the pulsing head. He remained lounged back on the couch, naked except for boxer briefs…