Chapter 1: Free at last Swirling around me is a vibrant, pulsing, teenage party. It’s loud and dark and steamy. The music pumps, surges and shudders with a deeply pounding, bass reverb. I feel confused; almost dizzy. My head spins. These Dutch kids certainly know how to do it … whatever “it” might mean around … Read more
I jerked awake for a moment feeling lost, and then the memories of the last week flooded my mind. The council leader’s son had managed to find us. Though I had severely injured him, he was still after Naci and me with even more of a vengeance. Naci and I had been here almost … Read more
Hey guys, here is part two of the story. Please read part one before starting this one as you may miss out on understanding some things if you don’t. Also, as readers of the first part will notice, I’ve dropped the whole “Dear Journal” thing for this one because I felt it stopped the story … Read more
This is the second in the series “An Account of an Arch Cocksman.” Based on comments, I could see people DON’T like cliffhangers or anything seemingly episodic… So let me preface this by saying this series WILL BE EPISODIC. Stories will end suddenly, and if you’re reading this fresh off the presses, may not be … Read more
Chapter 4: That night when I came home and my wife was nowhere to be found, the boys had no idea where she went. And she didn’t respond to any of my texts. In the back of my mind she had followed me to Lindsey’s. I was getting paranoid. As it turns out, she went … Read more
This is simply a fictional story. Any similarities between real people and the characters are purely coincidental. Enjoy! _________________________________________________________________________ Edward’s day started very poorly. He got out of bed at 05:00 AM, his stomach a bottomless pit from the lack of dinner the previous day, his muscles sore from the violent movement he did without … Read more
Korey Korey walked into the bathroom to take a quick shower before classes. Five minutes in, Sarah enters behind him. She gingerly rubs his shoulder as she leans in. He can feel her breath just below his ear, sending a shiver down his spine. His cock begins to stiffen as she slowly moves a hand … Read more
I heard her mom coming up the stairs so slow it could kill you, but it sounded like she was hobbling up the stairs floorboards creaking the whole way up. I tried to wake up Brooke, but she wasn’t moving she just had her mouth parted open a little bit and was fast asleep. I … Read more
I suggest reading One Day After Practice before this sequel. —————————————————————————————————————– “Come on girls, there’s plenty of Andy for everyone” I said Megana lied down on the desk and I walked up to her and put my 7 inch dick between her indian tits. She squeezed them together as I thrusted between them. She moaned … Read more
So.. first a little about myself. My name is Javon, 17 years old and a junior in high school. I am pretty short, 5’7″ and about 145 lbs, thin but also somewhat muscular as I work out often. I play two sports, football in the fall, and wrestling in the winter. I am half white … Read more
Kaylie had just pulled her sweater over her truly miraculous chest and was smoothing her pleated skirt across her heavy thighs when Payson stopped in front of her locker and whispered, “I don’t know why, but your mom is in Mrs. Tanner’office and they want to see you right away!!!” “My mom, here,” Kaylie asked … Read more
In his dream, Brad was naked and aroused. The beautiful sorority girl from Zeta house lay below him semiconscious and helpless. No one from Sigma Nu had ever fucked a girl from the notoriously chilly Zeta Sorority before tonight. But Brad was going to change all that. He’d had expertly separated her from her friends, … Read more
Here is a hot memory from my youth. I think about it often and wish I’d had the guts to do something to carry it on at the time. When I was in my first year at high school I went on a school trip to Germany. It was only my second school trip away … Read more
Names and places changed for obvious reasons. Enjoy. Wrote in present tense. I’m Ryan; I’m thirteen and have scruffy red hair. This story takes place on the last day of my second year in high school secondary school). Amazingly I had managed to get myself a detention for lobbing a rubber at a teacher. Lol. … Read more
1:25. 4th period. Tom sat behind his desk in the corner as he waited for his next group of students to start filing in for their first class after lunch. They were never very focused this time of day, and on more than one occasion he’d caught a student nodding off during class. At least … Read more
One day in science class, I sat with my hands in my pockets. Jordan, the boy next to me was paying me no attention, and I was kinda glad, cause I didn’t want him to notice the bulge in my zipper. But the teacher was paying attention to me. “Malik!” she called out. “Are you … Read more
Justin Sampson “Now you listen here, you naughty little bitch!” Coach Johnson snarled as she ripped down Sam’s panties, a look of shock crossing my girlfriend’s face. “I can eat any cunt I want in this locker room.” I couldn’t believe this was happening. Shock rooted me in place as my girlfriend’s brown bush came … Read more
High School Hypnotist (Mf, MC, School) Story Summary – Brad Taylor enjoys his work as a high school guidance counselor and hypnotist. Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and sexual fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be 18 or over to read these stories. The … Read more
“No plans with the movie star today, Char?” He knew I hated it. He knew it made me shake and made my insides turn upside down when he called me that, but he did it anyway. Sprawled on out the sofa in my living room, he propped his feet up on the coffee table, which … Read more
I was not usually a naughty girl at school, but there was something about Miss Wilton that made me act badly around her. Although she was comparatively young, she was one of the strictest and most authoritarian of our teachers, and she always seemed to have a particular down on me – criticising my work, … Read more
