Science Exxxperiment

Author note: this story is stand-alone, but it is also a sequel to The Science Project From the threshold of my door I surveil the dorm hallway, considering each boy as they pass. Joel's gait is mostly swagger. Tall and beefy, sure, but too much a meathead. Wouldn't get anything useful from him. Martin skitters …

My Breast Friend

“What do you mean, ‘you don’t mind?’” Mandy gives me a look. “Just what I said, Josh. I’m not saying you should expect this’ll become an everyday thing, but,” she shrugs, “It’s your birthday. If you want to grope me some, you can.” “You want me to what? Just-- reach out, grab your boobs?” “Don’t …

Room Inspection

It’s quiet in the residence hall, what with the Academy’s classes having ended for the day. A little too quiet. I glance at my door, at the little window there. Through it I glimpse perfect bronze waves of her hair milliseconds before she bursts through. “Petey! Up to no good, I presume?” I scramble, jumping …

Caught Perving

I’m upstairs in the sanctity of my own bedroom having myself a little jerk-off session when the door slams open and in storm my mom’s two friends, Amy Claire and Danielle Cheng. “What’re you doing?!” I yell at them, scrambling to grab the blanket to cover myself, tripping over the leg of table as I …

Performance Issues

“It says here you’re recently an adult, Michael. Congratulations! So then, are you working?” I ask him, making smalltalk, trying to put him at ease, “Or taking any classes?” “A-- a few,” the young man mumbles, shifting uncomfortably on the paper-covered bench. The medical smock barely covers him, a thin and threadbare tear of fabric …

Mom’s Friend Mary, Chapter 2

These words, coming from him, they’re ridiculous and I almost laugh. But instead I find myself moaning from his fingers touching me, making me wet. I’m thirsty for more of it, and I bend at the waist, my face pressed up against the racks where I keep all my shoes, my butt pushed out and into his grip. I step out of my pants, high heeled feet parting. I can feel my arousal swelling fast and strong, eager to be sated.

Brooklyn

Brooklyn eyes herself in her bedroom mirror, making sure her nipples poke through the thin pink t-shirt, that her red hair spills just-so down over her shoulders. She bites her lip and mediates on the basic white panties she has on. She decides to remove them. She replaces them with tight gray shorts, pulling them up taut, and is pleased to see how they hug her legs and cling to the shape of her puffy pussy, letting its outline show through.

The Spa

A minute later the door opens and a cute young woman walks in. Her brunette pixie cut catches my eye. It suits her, drawing out her cuteness. She’s wearing a white tank top and matching athletic shorts, both tight and translucent enough to clearly see she’s got no underwear on beneath. She’s fit, and I’m trying not to stare, but wondering if maybe I’m supposed to.

Dawn

I grab her, kiss her. Her tongue is in my mouth, her lips sucking on mine. She does nothing halfway. My hand gropes her tit, the other slides up her thigh, between her legs. The hot water sprays between us, the steam billowing. She has crimped, natural red hair, which she keeps practical on her head, trim at her crotch. I grab her ass, slide my hand forward and finger her. She grinds into it, pushes into my grip, gets off. Nothing turns me on more than seeing her get off.