Teenagers Stories

Wouldn't it be wonderful if all the old superstitious beliefs, rules and laws regarding sexual relations were finally relegated to the dust bin of history where they belong? Should the government have the power to tell us when, where and with whom we may enjoy the ultimate expression of love and attraction? The year 2058 is a time when societal mores have finally matured to reflect what most humans have desired for centuries.

This is the dual life of a young Thai girl, with one life of being sold into sexual slavery and the other life of being rescued by a foreigner...

Three old friends, including a teen daughter share a massage and touches for the first time. An awakening for them all. True story of sorts. Updated January 2026, fresh edit, and a new cover.

Molly and Mitzi have been best friends since second grade, but now in high school Mitzi is seeing Josh. Then Mitzi asks Molly for a favor. Illustrated.

My fun with three teens and one of their uncles, as we enjoy and evening and a night of sex.

My sister Toni comes home early after a dating failure. She's disappointed and horny, and after drinking mum's wine, a little drunk. What do you think happens next?

All residents of the remote valley have now become accustomed to the continued isolation. Everyone is doing their best for surviving, education, and prosperity. Young women’s hormones are increasingly influencing their coexistence. The abducted girls strive to satisfy their awakening sexual feelings and needs. Many have decided to live in the valley for as long as possible and to lay the crucial foundation for long-term survival by having children. What about the mystery of the Inca grotto?

A young man's adventures in a house full of beautiful sexy willing women. He has a stocking fetish that they are more than willing to indulge. His beautiful mother is his favorite lover, seducing him on his 16th birthday.

Wait, what—we’re studying “practical sexuality” next term, with in-class practice? And you want me to get involved? Are you sure, Mom?