Growing up in a small town in southeastern Georgia in the 1960’s wasn’t quite as idyllic as Mayberry, but my time there was made a lot better by having Daisy Taylor in my life. She was a pugnacious, kind of bratty tomboy who became my first love. Together, we explored the blooming sexuality of our teen years.
Jan's son is throwing a pool party having invited his swim team over. Jan is admiring the sexy teenage boys from her bedroom window when she is taken from behind, her eyes covered and her body ravaged. She loved it but is still trying to figure out which of the boys fucked her.
A Tale of the Nymphocalypse: Nothing is the same after the naked babe in my shower sucked my cock; I'm getting hornier, the world is getting sexier, and a conspiracy is underfoot that no one seems to notice. How long can I hold out against nude nymphomaniacs that can match a man's every sexual fantasy? Long enough to unravel the mystery and save mankind? Perhaps not.
I'm 14 years old and I accept a ride with the same English teacher I used to let look up my dresses in class when I was younger. Except now I have breasts and a puss that needs to be touched. And we're alone in his car.
Jenna takes her 17-year-old daughter to St. Lucia in the Caribbean. It is a weekend of new experiences. They accept an offer for a couples massage, laying side- by-side on adjoining tables. What they didn't expect was the "complete" body massage they each received and reaching orgasm together holding hands. I previously published this story on a now defunct site and it was always a fan favorite.