“If this submission has a familiar ring to it, yes, an old classic was my inspiration–but with my own twists and interpretations. I originally wrote the story in 2004, my first foray into authorship, in third person, but have since changed it to first person. I just wanted to see if I could put together a coherent story with dialogue. It is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies, and as such, may not be entirely realistic. The story is a work of fiction. All places, events, and persons are fictitious and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.]” Read more…
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“I’m having Garrett withdrawals,” I say as I snuggle up toward you. You’ve just come over for the first time in weeks, and I’m really, really impatient.
“You know what the cure for that is, right,” you say, “More Garrett.” With this, you tilt my head back and give me a long, deep kiss that sends shudders down my spine. Your hands trace small circles up my back, and I press closer to you, my nipples hardening.
Silently, I take you by the hand to my room – where you turn the tables on me, and instead of me leading you, you’re leading me – to the bed. “More Garrett,” I muse, as you continue kissing me. Your hands find their way under my shirt and instead of copping a feel you remove it altogether. A deft flip of your fingers and my bra is off, as well. My nipples are hard at this point, nearly aching for you to kiss them, but you only lightly massage my breasts. With a sly grin you look right at me and pinch my nipples. Small jolts go washing down my spine as I arch my back and ask, “Please.” Read more…
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It has been a holiday that will forever etched in your memory. We had planned on this week long house boat trip for what seems like years and it has not been a disappointment.
We are exhausted and although it is only 1:00 P.M. I tell you that you should have a nap as I have some things planned and you will need the rest.
I tell you to lay down on the lounge chair and I rub your body with oil. You are enjoying my hands running over your body and I am noticing that you are tanning and we laugh once again about no tan lines. Read more…
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“Thank you all who sent such positive comments or simply enjoyed the first part of this story. I’m sorry for the delay in posting this, alas life can get in the way at times.”
“Must you ruin my post orgasm glow with that smug look?”
“It’s not my fault you can’t handle losing. Besides what you are really pissed about is that you know you didn’t lose to me, you lost to yourself. For such a control freak, you certainly didn’t show much control.”
My eyes glare red hot through you trying to be mad at you knowing deep down that you are right. I am not mad at you in the least, but I can’t very well give the look of death to myself now can I? I turn away for a moment trying to clear my head and enjoy the last waves of pleasure that are still crashing over me. Read more…
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Until last week, I thought I led a pretty conventional life. I live in a nice house in the suburbs, have a wonderful husband in my partner Bill, and we will soon be expecting our first child, as I am currently six months pregnant. Since becoming pregnant, I resigned from my job at a bank so I could take it easy and prepare for the arrival of our new baby. Being home all the time is lovely, but it does get a little boring sometimes, especially when Bill is out of town on business, which occurs frequently. In between dealing with my occasional morning sickness, cravings for odd food, and a sex drive that has skyrocketed, I find myself searching for outlets to fill the time. This search for a social connection has led to a friendship with my neighbor Emily, who is about to get married next month. Read more…
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“This is a continuation of Westville High Sluts chapter 1, and is ultimately a continuation of the Sarah Stevens chronicles. If you have not read any of the stories before this one you may want to view some of my other submissions which feature the same characters, and the other excellent authors who have contributed to this series: GeorgeTasker, Leon22, and JohnEvans. All characters in this story are 18 years or older.”
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Sarah Stevens blew her whistle loudly in the gymnasium, signaling the end of class. Basketballs were flying across the room and bouncing everywhere, but as soon as the class heard the whistle, everyone dropped what they were doing and headed toward the locker room. Read more…
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When Cinda and I started emailing a year or so ago, I never thought we’d actually meet. I mean, there she was, this hot, sexy redhead with a body crying out to be fondled, and the most deliciously dirty mind I’ve ever encountered, and here I am an average (though imaginative, I admit) guy with only my lusty thoughts to propel me through life. If not for my erotic mind, I’d be just another average guy lumbering through life with looks that have never made a single head turn. So, who’d have thought that this ravishing redhead with the shaved pussy and a penchant for leaving her undies at home would ever even consider letting me anywhere close to that hairless treasure? Read more…
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“Author’s note:
For readers with sensitive dispositions: this story contains bisexual contact between men. I’m not attempting to tell anyone what to do, just consider yourself warned.
Dedicated to the real Bill and Mollie”
The key slipped into the lock and turned just like it was supposed to. As I opened the door, I thought how weird it was to just be letting myself in like this: This wasn”t my house! With a flip of the stomach, I took a deep breath and stepped through into someone else”s home. Read more…
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On Monday morning I overslept. Having had my bedtime delayed by Petri”s telephone call and having it interrupted by Ollie”s telephone call and being awakened again by Laura”s hand around my cock in the early morning gave me three good reasons to turn off the alarm and go back to sleep.
Petri”s call came early and was welcome. She was alone and wanted someone to talk to. I was alone too. Unbeknownst to her, Petri supplied some helpful information. Huley was out with Jake Trainer and had taken action to deceive her parents. Her plan was to sneak into the house long after her parents came home. Read more…
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*Chapter 1
The Punk*
It was late - it had been a long day and she was beginning to wish she hadn’t agreed to the evening out. But it had been months since the four of them had met up and it had been great to spend time together again - they had all been such good friends at school - which now seemed such a long time ago.
There was still no sign of the train - “‘Stations are such depressing places, especially late at night.’” she thought.
Friday would have been better, she would have had a sleep-in to look forward to, but trying to find an evening when everyone was free had been difficult and the others of course had heavy dates for Fridays. Just like her flat-mate, away on business until next week, they all seemed to have such busy lives. She felt quite envious, listening to them talk of their careers, ambitions, men. Where had she gone wrong, she wondered. Read more…
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