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I don’t know much about him. I do know that his name is Sean and he’s a senior at my high school. He’s 17 like me, and just moved in next door over two months ago. I’ve been watching him closely and slowly I’m falling in love with him. It’s strange to fall in love with someone you hardly know but he’s got this kind of effect of me. It must be magic or something. (more…)

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Ikuno was just a small, quiet town located in the mountains of HyÑ„go, Japan. In the heart of the town was a small school called Genki Elementary. This particular school had an abnormally large number of girls attending since most of the male population was off fighting the war. One day, like any other, Ashurii, a twelve year old girl, was walking to school with her friends Jeimii and Chiffanii. “Did you hear about the new student joining today?” Asked Jeimii. “I heard it’s an American boy, a rather good looking one at that.” “This might be your chance Ashurii, true love at last.” Giggled Chiffanii. “Ahh, cut it out… you know I don’t like boys.” Exclaimed Ashurii. “BUT..” Replied Jeimii & Chiffanii. “Guys!!!” Yelled Ashurii. They continued walking to school, gossiping along the way. (more…)

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I guess I’m kust a silly young woman like many others from a broken home.
Just brought up by my mom I was shy of giys and seemed to pick ther neat ones who were a little weak and lame. I’d failed my finals at college and had fallenn out with mey house mates and moved in with my sisters friend who had a house near where I was brought up.

Gina was really friendly and Aisha and I had a weekend away staying at a small holiday cottage her parfents had rented. Nice family people and a real fun couple awho made us real welcome, took us to dinner and wouldn’t let us pay for anything. We’s taken sleeping bags and tossed for the two beds and I ;ost so slept on an inflatable matress in the hall way in a sleeping bag. (more…)

Lucy and Mike had met at a mutual friends dinner party, Mike had made it clear he wanted to fuck her as they left the party and giving him her number was the only way she could get his hands of her breasts. (more…)

Claudia only lived a little way down the highway from where we lived. She and my brother had been studying late and they needed someone to drop her off. Being the only sober person in the age that could drive, I offered.

So here we are, half way there. She’s really quite pretty. Thin, tanned body. About 5’3” with the sexiest legs I’ve ever seen. Her hair was dark brown, with a slight curl, falling just past her shoulders. She sat beside me wearing a cute black little dress. Coming only to her knees. She looked amazing.
‘So Claudia, you and my brother seem to be spending a lot of time together. Are you guys dating?’ I asked glancing at her. She smiled and shook her head. (more…)

Far from living in the Hyperborian age however, this one so I discovered, lived but a metaphoric hop, skip and a bungee-jump from the Grand Canyon itself. How did I find her?….I didn’t. She found me!

Any reader of my deviate writings would have worked out by now that I have – if not a fixation, then a deep ‘appreciation’ let’s say, of youthful femininity. When such describe themselves additionally, as a Pagan Sex Goddess, it is most definitely time for some meaningful investigative follow-up. (more…)

What began as a quiet evening going out to eat took on a whole new twist when you leaned over to me and whispered into my ear at the table “Baby I am not wearing any panties, give me your hand” taking my hand you guide it too your skirt and place it on your upper thigh, hidden by the table cloth of the table, as I gently massage your leg the skirt you are wearing inches higher up your leg, the softness of my hand touching your bare skin as my heart begins to beat faster and faster…looking into your eyes which have a mysterious gleam in them as you rest your hand upon my cock as it begins to swell inside my slacks, a soft moan escapes from me as you rub me back and forth, my cock growing to its full length and size. “I cannot believe this “I say leaning close to you… “Does not seem like your objecting to much “ you claim as your tongue darts inside my ear you just whispered in. (more…)

The evening begins with my husband’s best friend and coworker Rick, stopping over after work for drinks. He’s not married and my husband, Bill and I have often fantasized about my fucking him. While I want to be with Bill for the rest of our lives, I do sometimes wonder about other men, you know? (more…)

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BOOM! “I’ve got your back dude! Take out that alien scum!” “10.4 good buddy!”
“Damnit Joey turn off that crap…you’re too old for that shit”
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Ben and I attended the same university and were both 18. We cared about the fate of our
country and the unfolding world events. But some of our buddies seemed only
to be concerned about the weekend’s conquests or football scores. Ben and I were so close
that we often knew what the other was thinking. (more…)

Asma and I had been dating each other for quite some time now. She was the perfect girl for me and I knew that from the that I met her. We had been dating each other for the past 3 years. She has long, brown hair, sexy dark brown eyes and a body with all the perfect curves at just the right places. She has perfect 32B size breasts and her beauty never fails to amaze me. Due to the conservative thinking of the community, we were forced to keep our relationship a secret. (more…)

We were in the lockerroom. I moved off the side bench and onto my knees on the hard floor. She followed me, slowly getting up (I looked at those long, tan legs of hers rising up to her tight, round ass and my heart jumped; I so wanted her right then and there), lowering herself to onto her hands and knees in front of me. There we were – naked on the lockerroom floor, me kneeling in front of her, her looking entirely innocent and beautiful in front of me, ready to take me in. Again I admired the long, flowing blond hair that she tossed behind her. (more…)

We all do it, masturbate that is, every day for some, once a month for others, but a recent poll said that 90% of all the women in the U.S. masturbate and the other 10% are liars! Now, being a very liberated lady of the 90’s, I admit to having an on going love affair with the middle finger on my right hand, but unlike the very unpredictable male, my trusty middle digit is always ready, it’s never tired, it never wants to talk when it’s over, and best of all, it doesn’t think of me as a slut, or at least I think it doesn’t! I’m thirty two years old now but I still manage to get off with my own hand at least once or twice a week, that’s fourteen years of pleasuring myself when I felt the need arising! What was strange about this very natural phenomena was how I learned to do it, or should I say who taught me how to do it. Back in 1980 I was just an innocent girl of eighteen and my sexuality was just beginning to emerge, like most girls my age, no one had ever taken the time to explain anything about the feelings that were racing through my body. The only person I could talk to was my best friend Nancy, and we told each other everything! You could just about be sure that if Nancy was around, Valerie couldn’t be far away! (more…)

It was Sunday, and Sophie made her way to band practice eagerly. Her band was no ordinary orchestral type band, nor was it a rock band. Her band was a Junk Band. They practiced every third Sunday. They had a pretty weird name too, 100% Recyclable. They’d seen it on a box during a rehearsal, and agreed on using it as a name. Sophie liked going to band, because she got to hit things very hard, and had a good sense of rhythm. But there was another reason. (more…)