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I’d always been glad I didn’t have Lisa’s problem. She’s quite flat
you see: a body like a stick. She’s really quite attractive, with a
pretty face framed by short brown hair. Being a little below average
height, she reminds you of a sprite or something.

In fact, I think men like Lisa like that (well, some of them
anyway), but that didn’t stop her from worrying. She’d tell me how
lucky I am. I guess I’d have to say I am lucky–my breasts are
adequate. In fact, they are more than adequate: they’re a little
larger than normal and …

Anne was twice my age, and bisexual

Anne was twice my age, and bisexual.

I was only 18 when she picked me up in a record store. Our eyes
met from across the room, and she smiled at me; I couldn’t help
but smile back. Anne was not a great beauty, or wouldn’t be
considered so by most. But she had an honest open face, and a
bright smile. She had a strong jaw, bright eyes, and a lovely
complexion. She came and stood next to me, and asked me something
about the CD I was holding in my hand. She was about an inch
taller than …

MILF seduced a teen lesbian girl

She tells me her name is Gail. It’s a leather bash at
Chicky’s and I’m standing at the bar with my second beer and a
taco chip. She tells me her name is Gail, and then she says: “You
have such lovely hair.”
She’s very thin, tall, wasted looking, too much dark hair.
She says she runs a clothes boutique on Oak Street, but I don’t
know if I should believe her. Oak Street is swank, chi-chi, one
long block of phoniness, and maybe I should not believe her. But
why would anyone come to Chicky’s and tell a lie …

Teen girls sleepover party

I was on my way home from work when I got the call from my wife, she would
be away on business for the weekend and wanted to let me know that our 18
year old daughter Sam, was having her friend Kelly sleep over.

As I arrived home I could hear the girlish laughter coming from the kitchen
and putting away my briefcase walked in and greeted the girls. Sam
introduced me to the stunning Kelly; I could hardly believe she was the same
age as my daughter. I wondered at how quickly they seemed to grow up as …

Santa Claus Is Cumming

Believe it or not, I had a hard time sleeping. Every time I closed my
eyes the memory of what I’d seen played like an endless loop. Finally,
I grabbed my cock and started abusing it like I’d caught it breaking
into my house. After blowing a wad into a hand towel, I slept like a
stone.

I got to the mall and went into the Santa Shack. Now might be a good
time to describe Santa’s Magic Kingdom. Since it’s a regional mall
and draws shoppers from about a hundred-mile radius, they put a lot of
time and space …

Initial Explorations – I had become a sexual being

I’m not sure if this is typical, but as long as I can remember I’ve
known that my cock had two distinct states. I thought of the larger,
stiffer, and more infrequent one as “big,” and the process of erection
as “getting big.”

And as long as I can remember, I’d had a habit of playing with my erect
cock. Just innocent fumbling, touching, and squeezing; no rhythmic
stroking, rubbing, or thrusting. Sometimes when it was soft I would
touch and squeeze until it got hard, sometimes for hours until I became
distracted. It was a perfectly innocent thing, though …

The Gay Carnival – he pain in pleasure often becomes the pleasure of pain.

Everyone’s eyes were on the tall blonde as her Master led her to
the dangling chains. By now most of the audience had settled into
the numerous chairs that had been placed around the room.

It was quiet as she was tightly gagged, then wide leather straps
wrapped around her thighs so her wrists could be fastened to them
and provide safe restraint.

Then she was helped to a sitting position on the floor and
lowered backwards so her head rested on a small pillow. The
chains were lowered and more leather cuffs were fastened around
her ankles so her …

A nest of lesbians 2.

Talk about luxury! Breakfast in bed. Just juice and coffee and toast, of course, but Elspeth was sure she could have had more simply for the asking. With the tray over her lap, she leaned back languidly and sipped and munched as Joan scurried around getting dressed to go off to work. Even with all that scurrying, though, there appeared to be plenty of time for conversation, just idle small-talk at first until Elspeth zeroed in on the all-important topic.
“Joan, tell me something. About last night…”
“Please. Must we talk about that?”
“Yes. I want to. Oh, don’t worry, …

A nest of lesbians

Moving was always a drag, but Elspeth Wright didn’t mind it so much this time. After some four months in a shabby furnished room, the new apartment seemed like sheer luxury. It was pretty luxurious by any standard, in fact, and she couldn’t help but count her blessings. What luck! A chance meeting, an invitation, an offer to share – and now all of a sudden she had a half-interest in this high-rise heaven…
“Guess that about does it,” Joan said.
“All unpacked and shipshape. Thanks for your help.” With a mock sigh of relief, Elspeth kicked her shoes off …

Cynthia – my new sister-in-law

I guess something made me really look at her, that morning. Cynthia, my
new sister-in-law, my husband Greg’s sister. She was staying with us,
visiting, for the first time since Greg and I were married, and Greg
was off at work and Cynthia had just come down for breakfast. I looked
at her, and realized I hadn’t really payed much attention, but that she
reminded me of Greg in a lot of ways. They had the same eyes, and
though her hair was lighter, their faces were similar, and even their
build: both were about 5’8″ and rather slender. And …

Twink Rashad’s Lesson in Social Biology

Rashad seemed agitated. His eyes shifted rapidly as he sat in a corner
table at the student union. The young college freshman was absorbed in
an animated conversation with his best friend, Jamal. The upper
classman was the only one he could confide in – and Rashad had a lot
he needed to work through with the older boy’s guidance.

Jamal noticed Rashad’s uneasy glances and his constantly jiggling
leg. “What’s wrong, man? Is life as a freshman too much for your
ass?”

“It aint nothin’ I can’t handle. But I been havin’ these
strange feelin’s lately, Jamal, man – …

I love when you want something sexual from me

“It’s me,” Bob Brennan called over the sound of the radio. As
Jeanette was not in sight, she was in the kitchen. “Sorry I’m
late, but it was that or go back on campus tomorrow.” Instead of
the kiss he expected, Jeanette gave him a hushing gesture, finger
to her lips.

He washed his hands as quietly as he could, so as not to compete
with the voice of the French announcer. After someone else came
on, Jeanette clicked off the shortwave. The kiss Bob received
might have been belated, but it was enthusiastic. He hugged her
with his left …

Attitude Adjustment – male on male erotica

I checked my mail when I got home that evening, and there were three
items from Feygin. One had the promised web links, one was a collection of
picture attachments, and the third held three video files.

The pictures weren’t what I expected. I thought of gay porn as leather,
rubber, and hairy guys – I’d certainly seen my share of that back when I
was doing the groundwork for my Pam the Plumber stories. Instead I found
myself looking at a collection of photographs more focused on facial
expressions, the curves and lines of taut muscles, the contact of …

The T-Girl Sessions – Janet

Rob had worked hard to get a date with Janet. He thought she was
attractive the first time she flashed her bright smile at him at the
diner. He kept coming back, and worked up the nerve to ask her out.
She didn’t say no right away, and mentioned that she had to be
selective about who she dated. He persisted, and finally she said yes.

Janet liked Rob, though she figured after the first date he would not
ask her out any more. A ride through the countryside, and they ended
up at an upscale restaurant in the next …

Uncle Seduces Nephew

Bobby stood in front of his mirror in his bedroom working his
dumbbells, wondering why, after all this time, he’d only
developed little hardballs for biceps and not something more
meaty. Other guys in his senior class looked like men, ready for
the world…but he still looked overly lean and gangly. The other
main aspect of his manhood hung between his legs, seriously
dejected. His mother had walked in on him three days before, just
when he was about to unleash a thumping load of spooge on a
centerfold. He couldn’t think of jerking off for awhile – she had…