Teenagers Stories

a Paul & Paula 21 story
With a title like that, you can guess what's about to happen. Hello Fred and Frida! But we will sneak a peek at Paul and Paula near the end. I kept it within the rules. -- I'm numbering them so that they will be listed in chronological order. Every now and then I might stick something in that happened before something else.

A Tripp's Club Story
This story was started in 2010 and continues to refine 'the Club' world. It's a rather long story but I wanted bring out the details as if the Club really existed. It follows one man's mission to become a guest at the Club and his journey of sexual pleasure with many, many girls. The sex doesn't start for a couple chapters, but when it does it continues non-stop!

As jealousy rises in the male brothel the fourteen-year-old Gabriel has been placed in by his former mentor and controller, the Baron Wilhelm von Sternburg, Gabriel is sent to service a best-selling novelist, who is particularly earthy, open, and demanding of all that the boy can give him.

A Tales from Riley High Story
Zane plans to spend the day with Carly, until sister Haley arrives home from volleyball practice.

Two girls meet on a beach in California. One is new to the area, so the other offers to show her what there is to do. This is actually one of my older stories, first written in around 1996. But I decided to do some editing to make it a bit better and come closer to my current style, while still keeping most of the original story intact.

The gradual, sexual awakening of Amanda as she writes about her various experiences in the 1960s with her brother and her school friends.

Valentine, a grandfather musing over his grandson's first.

A 14 year old girl is seduced into having sex with the girl and her family...and more.

Our parents worked late. My hot, seventeen-year-old sister, a real tease to my friends, was in my sex fantasies. I was fifteen, super horny and happened to sport a big, nine-inch cock. I jacked three to four times a day. (Oh, to be young.) Seeing her parade around the house in just her thong panties and midriff tee-shirt was more than a young teen could handle--even if she was my sister. I will detail how I found myself crossing the line, doing things no parent should know about.