I couldn't help but wonder about some of the foreign exchange students I knew as I grew up. The girls, I mean. I was busy trying to get into their American friends' panties. I always wondered who was trying to get into theirs. So I wrote a little fantasy about that. It's probably a bit over the top. But after all, it was MY fantasy.
At 18, I couldn’t help being this horny slut, always teasing in skimpy clothes that screamed ‘fuck me.’ The bus pulled up empty except for a chatty old lady up front with the driver. I slid into the back corner by the window, popping gum and scrolling my phone, thighs slick from my dripping pussy. A few blocks later, the doors hissed open again. This tall, muscular guy in his late 60s climbed on, and that's when my troubles began...
An Episode in The Pact Series
Our various characters are moving on from the tumultuous Homecoming game, the dance, and the partying at the Club. Things aren’t all coming up roses. Enemies have been made, and new alliances will be required to deal with them.
A Naked in Central High School Story Part of the Naked In School Stories universe
Part 1 of the Carl NIS series. Read this one first. The inspiration for this obviously comes from the "Karen Naked at School" series by Karen Wagner. I felt the males who participated in the school program should be given the opportunity to tell of their experiences. I can only offer Karen my thanks for the inspiration. I hope I have done her original concept justice.
A Knocker Contest Entry
"Doc" Jekyll had an aphrodisiac, but it tasted too foul to use. When he finally found the answer to making it palatable an accident in his kitchen led to contamination issues he wasn't aware of until it was too late. And that led to the requirement for an explanation to the good looking woman next door, who was quite convinced there is no such thing as an aphrodisiac. He had to defend his honor, right? So he proposed a test. And that changed everything.
A Making of a Gigolo Story Jill was divorced, and angry at men in general. Her ex was a bastard, and she expected other men to be the same. When things break, though, you usually have to find a man to repair them. A friend told her Bobby Dalton could fix anything. Her friend was right. He fixed much more than her washing machine.
Jake’s weekend at his best friend Nate’s house takes a sultry turn when Nate’s captivating mother, Val, steps into the frame. With her teasing smiles and lingering touches, Val blurs the line between playful and provocative. As Nate leaves for the weekend, Jake finds himself alone with her magnetic charm, caught in a dance of subtle seduction that leaves him questioning what’s real. A sunlit pool, a shared blanket, a whispered goodnight, every moment pulses with forbidden tension.