Teenagers Stories

Greg and Peter have a little secret: They like to peek at their stepsister Marcia when she's in the bathroom. One night their peeking leads to more -- a lot more, which, it turns out, Marcia is not all that upset about. In fact, she helps her stepbrothers get it on with another of the blonde Brady girls, Jan. (Celeste's score: 10, 9, 9: "Stranger things have happened on American sitcoms.")

A country's schoolchildren are groomed to be virgin bedmates for the King and Queen and, after a week of non-stop sex at the Royal Palace, are afterwards inducted to an elite society. The best of them go on to deflower other virgin students in a well regulated government program, who are admitted to another honor society. And the very best of those enter civil service as sexual liaisons for the executive staff and dignitaries, diplomats, and others favored by the King and Queen.

I have no idea where this one came from... Sitting on the throne of repose, with my odor insulting my wife. The odor wasn't the only thing that popped out.

After witnessing her mother using her favorite dildo one night, Becky decided to see what it was like herself. She had an "itch" that needed more than her fingers could provide...

A story in the Dark Tales Universe
Josh was entering middle age, and walking near the river when he passed a college drinking party. But what he did not expect farther down the trial was to find a girl crying in the darkness. Finalist for 2021 Clitoride for Short Story of the Year

It's the season for graduation parties. Co-valedictorians Nils and Marianne have been chosen to deliver the commencement speeches. Though they rarely had anything to say to each other during their time at school, thanks to a fish painting, they find they have much in common. Illustrated.

A story in the Religious Revelations Universe
Two compassionate and passionate teen girls find a need to fill with the help of a grandpa mentor. Many lives are enriched by the generous sharing of their "favors".

Smart-mouthed teen daughter insists on wearing tight yoga pants to school. Mom doesn't want her wearing a thong under it. Dad witnesses it all.

I called out "Hello?" and walked slowly forward. I felt like I was intruding. But I was dumbstruck by the vivid green walls of foliage that hemmed in the garden making it the most private feeling space in the whole of London. "Can I help you?" a girls voice behind me made me jump. I turned around. She was holding a garden fork firmly with both hands, the tines pointing nonchalantly towards me like she could strike out effortlessly if she needed to.