Three Valleys SammiChapter 8
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The competition ended three days later. There were speeches, a massive closing parade, and an official party for the competitors that lasted well into the night. Sammi was exhausted by all of it. In those three days her friends had insisted on sightseeing. She wanted the time to rest up from the nightly parties. She couldn't tell them that, of course, so she dragged herself along, looking at the sights of Center, and longing for her pillow.
The day after the closing ceremonies was filled with good-byes. After many tears, hugs and promises to write, she waved to Cindy and Cheryl as they left for the train station. The people from Three Valleys weren't going home for two more days, and there were plenty of guesses and rumors about why. They were all laid to rest the next morning.
Mr. Gilbertson, a strength and conditioning coach, called a breakfast meeting. "We're going to take a tour," he said as everyone grew silent and looked at him. "We're going to go up to see the ice sheet."
He lifted his hand to still the buzz of conversation. "The ice sheets are one of the major events in Earth's history. We all agreed that it would be a shame not to see them. This will be an overnight trip. When we get back tomorrow afternoon we'll be heading directly home, so I want everyone to pack and be back down here in an hour."
"Will it be very cold?" someone asked.
Mr. Gilbertson and about half the people present laughed. "Of course it'll be cold," he said. "We're in an Ice Age. We're going to see a glacier that covers 20% of the surface of the Earth. We'll have coats for everyone at our destination."
A frantic hour later they boarded buses that took them to the northern railroad station. The engine huffed and puffed, pulling the cars out of the station with a rattle-clank and a cloud of smoke. Everyone crowded the windows to see what they could, which wasn't much: they passed houses and farms all morning.
In the afternoon, with the train rattling along at a fair rate of speed, they entered the first of the hills pushed up by the ice sheet. The tracks followed a river that had been carved out of the hills by the run-off from the ice sheet. Dark, tree-covered hills towered on either side reminiscent of Three Valleys. The tracks curved back and forth, sometimes quite sharply, and the train had to slow down so it wouldn't jump the tracks.
"They have to rebuild this section almost every year," Mr. Gilbertson said over the PA System. "There are constant landslides and floods, plus the weight of the ice affects the ground beneath us. There's been some talk of closing this line, but the vagaries of the weather over the end of the ice sheet make flying too dangerous."
"What about roads?" someone asked. "Wouldn't that be less maintenance than a railroad?"
Mr. Gilbertson shook his head. "That was tried at another site. What you gain with less maintenance you lose in reduced carrying capacity and damage to the vehicles. No, right now the train is our best bet. But people are still working on this problem."
It was early evening when the train emerged into a clearing and slowed to a stop at a station. Everyone crowded the windows, trying to see what they could; but there wasn't much, just the buildings of a small town on both sides of the tracks. Sammi could see the people walking between the buildings--everyone was wearing a coat of some kind, and when people stopped to talk their breath hung in the air between them as a fog.
"Everyone stay in your seats," Mr. Gilbertson called from the front of the car. He was holding a clipboard in one hand. "I'll be coming down the aisle. When I stop at your row tell me your size."
"How cold is it out there?" a man asked.
"A little below freezing. Today's one of the warmer days here."
"This should be fun," Jeannette said from the row behind Sammi. "I've always wondered what the ice sheets looked like."
"I've seen pictures," Stan said, "but I don't think they really give you the enormity of it, not like seeing it in person."
"Sort of like the ocean," Jeannette said. "You don't feel how big it is until you stand on the beach and stare out at it."
Twenty minutes later they followed Mr. Gilbertson off the train. Sammi immediately felt the cold air sweep up her legs. She wished she had some of those pants like Traci wore. Once inside the station house the men went one way and Mrs. Gresham led the women to another room. A woman wearing pants greeted them there.
"We're going to get you outfitted," she said as she stood next to a large fireplace. "You'll each be issued a coat, a hat, a pair of pants and a pair of boots. You won't need the pants tonight, but believe me, you'll welcome them in the morning."
"Aren't we going out on the ice sheet?" a woman asked.
"Not tonight. There's a blizzard blowing across it right now and the conditions are too chancy. The weather is expected to moderate in the morning. When you leave tomorrow you'll have to turn these clothes back in."
"It can't be that cold out there, is it?" one girl asked. "I live next to a glacier back home and I'm used to it."
The woman nodded. "You probably are, but do you stay out in it very long?"
"Well, not in a skirt of course; I usually have leggings on underneath it."
"You'll need more than that, dear. This is the middle of summer and in a skirt you'd freeze in just a few minutes out on the sheet. This valley is protected from most of the weather, which is why we built here. Now get in line. I have your sizes and I'll be handing out your clothes."
When everyone had their clothes Mrs. Gresham escorted them back to the main room. There they joined the men and boys who were carrying their own cold weather gear. Mr. Gilbertson led them along a covered walkway to a hotel. Room assignments were handed out, and Mrs. Gresham cautioned everyone that if they wanted to swap around roommates, to do so quietly. Sammi and Stan immediately switched so they were together. After everyone got settled they gathered downstairs in the main room of the hotel.
"There are a lot of explanations for the current Ice Age," Mr. Gilbertson said by way of introduction. "Some scientists say we are in a solar minimum where the output of the sun has decreased. Other scientists blame it on more interstellar dust in the solar system. Others say it's the precession of the Earth's axis. There are probably a dozen other reasons for the Ice Age, including some we haven't thought of yet. The studies are still going on, and nobody expects a conclusion just yet.
"In a few minutes we will board a tour bus that will take us to the local museum. Aside from the exhibits the people there will cover the safety rules. I want everyone to stay with your group. The same thing applies tomorrow morning. Stay with your group and stay in the marked areas. If you wander away from the group you could fall in a crevasse; if that happens, at the very least you'll be in danger of breaking a bone or two, but the crevasse could cave in on you and we couldn't rescue you. In that case it is quite likely that you would die. But if you stay with the group and stay in the marked areas, you'll be all right.
"Now the buses will be here in 15 minutes. We won't get back here for at least three hours. I would suggest everyone go do what you have to do before we leave."
After all of the build-up the museum was anticlimactic. Sammi had seen most of the exhibits in a textbook. They could look through a television monitor to see the ice sheet, but the sun was setting and all anyone could see was a white expanse that stretched out of sight to the north.
"A bit of a letdown," Sammi said as they returned to the hotel. "I thought we'd get to go out on it."
"Tomorrow morning," Mrs. Gresham said.
Jeannette joined her when they reached the hotel. "Got a few minutes?" she asked.
Sammi glanced at Stan, who was headed for the stairs--this place didn't have an elevator. "Sure." She headed toward the couches next to the fireplace. She wasn't used to the cold and the fire felt good. "What's up?"
"I, uh, I was meaning to ask you something the other day, you know, when you came up to the roof with me, and I didn't get the chance." She settled on the couch next to Sammi. She looked around as if to make sure they were alone, then leaned forward and lowered her voice.
"You've heard about the school swap program, haven't you?"
"Not really," Sammi replied. "Oh, wait, isn't that the program where you change schools for a term?"
Jeannette nodded. "You can pick any school in the Three Valleys or Seaside School Districts. You go there for a quarter before returning to your regular school."
"And you were thinking about doing that?" Jeannette nodded. "Are you sure? Unless it's Seaside the students wear clothes."
"I know. I'm curious about that. I've been up in the Valley, and I've had to wear clothes, like this trip to Center, so I'm sort of familiar with the way they feel and all, but that isn't the same thing as living in them all of the time."
"True, but..." Sammi thought about the normal day to day activities. "What I'd suggest, before you sign up for it or anything, is that you find a reason to come up to the Valley for a week or so. That way you can see what its like."
"That's a good idea," Jeannette said. "We're getting back just before school starts, so I couldn't do it this term, but I could during the next break."
There was another point and Sammi tried to find the proper words. "A personal question," she finally said. "Have you ever been with a boy?"
Jeannette shrugged. "I've dated several guys."
"That's not what I mean. Do you know about sex education?"
"Well sure. We learned all about that back when I was 11 and 12."
For a moment Sammi wished she lived regularly outside of Three Valleys so she would know the proper euphemisms. She gave up. "Did you know that in our sex education classes they teach us about sex, and how to do it, and that we then do it?"
Color flooded Jeannette's cheeks as she looked down. "I, uh, I heard about that, but I didn't know if it was a rumor or what. That why I wanted to talk with you."
"It's no rumor," Sammi told her. She outlined what a typical day at school was like.
"So you, um, you do it, and with a different boy every day?"
"By the time that first year is over you've been with every boy in your class. My twin brother is in my class, so I haven't done it with him, but other than that I've been with every boy in my age group, and a few boys from the year ahead of me."
"From the year ahead of you? What's that all about?"
"There are parties, we call 'em pool parties. You meet someone there, and if you hit it off you go find a place on the lawn beside the pool somewhere and you have sex. It's just casual, friendly sex, nobody sets any deep meanings behind it. It's almost like having sex in class. Nobody gets upset about that."
"Nobody gets upset... ?" Jeannette shook her head. "I don't follow you."
Sammi suppressed a sigh. It was so difficult trying to explain something she was used to. "All right, let me put this way," she said at last. "My brother is seeing a girl named Anna. They've been going together for more than a year. They go to dinner together, to movies, to mixers and things like that. Generally, except at school and at certain parties, they only have sex with each other." She laughed. "They do it at least three or four times a week, and they can sure be noisy about it. His room is right next to mine, you see, and I can hear them through the walls.
"Anyway, when they're at school, during Sex Education class, they do it with other people. There's sort of this rotation, you see, and you do it with each boy in turn. And nobody thinks of it as coming between those two. I mean, when you have sex with somebody its part of your classwork. The teachers say it is all part of overcoming jealousy and possessiveness."
"I don't know," Jeannette said slowly. "That sounds, I don't know, that sounds kind of strange."
"You do get to see boys, don't you?" Sammi asked. "I've heard rumors that you aren't allowed to touch and things like that."
"It's discouraged," Jeannette said, smiling shyly. "Boys can get this obvious, um, this obvious reaction to touching a girl. We do too, of course, but it isn't quite so obvious. Part of learning to be an adult is learning to have the self-control so that doesn't happen."
"Do you mean you don't have dances or parties?"
"Oh, we have parties, but there are a lot of adults around to make sure things don't get out of hand."
"We don't have any adults at our parties," Sammi said, "at least after the kids at the party are beyond a certain age, because we let things sort themselves out. My Mom said part of growing up is learning to deal with these things. After a while you get so you can hug a boy, and while he might or might not react physically, both of you have to learn that it can happen, and what to do about it."
"What happens?"
"Sometimes you and the boy go off and find a blanket, sometimes you tell him "No" and that's the end of it."
"What if he, you know, persists?"
Sammi tried to remember if that had ever happened. She knew what her older sister had told her. "If you tell him "No", and he keeps coming after you, there are plenty of people around to make sure he doesn't bother you. What happens if a guy... reacts... where you live?"
"Well, first of all, he isn't supposed to react that way, but..." Jeannette giggled, "it does happen. Guys get a, you know, a stiffy, and then they have to hide it or do something until it goes down. It's a real social no-no. And it's not like they don't know what a girl's body looks like, they've seen it every day."
"I could say the same thing about up in the Valley," Sammi said, "but my brother assures me that that isn't the case. When they hit a certain age that's all boys think about."
"Even if they can do it every day?" Jeannette looked surprised.
"Even if," Sammi said, nodding. "I think that's just the way boys are."
"I-I..." Jeannette looked down, the color coming back to her cheeks. "I, uh, haven't done it. That would be a problem, wouldn't it."
Sammi nodded. "Yes, it would. Everybody would expect you to." She tried to think of what the school would do. "It's possible they might put you in a class with other girls where that doesn't happen--there are rules about how old you have to be before you can have sex."
Jeannette looked relieved, but a little apprehensive, too. "Um, yeah, I suppose." She thought about that. "What do they do in those classes?"
"Everyone is still learning about sex, and their bodies haven't developed far enough, nor are they old enough, emotionally, to do it. So they explore each other."
"Explore?" Jeannette's voice quavered a bit. "Does that mean what I think it means?"
"You get to look at a boy's dick, pick it up, handle it, find out what it feels like when it's soft, and when it's hard, and believe me, that happens. And boys get to look between a girl's legs. They get to see what all the mystery is about, and you tell them what feels good and what doesn't; you're also learning what it feels like for someone else to touch you down there, which a girl has to get used to."
"And you do this every day?"
"We have sex every day," Sammi said, "except, of course when we're having our period." She giggled. "A lot of us look forward to Sex Ed class. You get so you like it, especially every day.
"Now gym is mostly in the nude," Sammi went on, "but you'd be used to that."
"Yeah, well, it depends on what do you do in gym."
"Work-out machines, swimming, a lot of swimming, and things like that. Girls wear bras for support, except in the pool, of course, and boys wear supporters."
"That's what happens in Seaside," Jeannette said. "We do a lot of things in the pool. What kind of bra do you wear? Ours are mostly just bands around our breasts."
"Special athletic bras. You can buy them at the school store. Showers are communal, of course, and--"
"Communal? As in boys and girls together?"
"Of course." Sammi looked at her friend's expression. "Let me guess, showers are separated by sex. And bathrooms, too."
"Of course. A girl has to have some privacy, especially about that."
Sammi sighed. There was a bigger gap here than she'd thought. "Aren't there showers and things next to the beach so someone can rinse off the salt water?"
"Oh, those. Of course, those are right out in the open for anyone to use, but that's just a rinse, that isn't a real shower. Did you say the bathrooms aren't separate?"
"No, they aren't," Sammi said. "Boys have their things, their urinals, and girls, we have stalls where we can go, but that's it."
"I think that's the strangest thing I've ever heard of," Jeannette said after nearly a minute of silence.
"Think about it," Sammi said. "At home you all use the same bathroom, don't you?" Jeannette nodded. "And you aren't covering yourselves up, are you? Everybody sees everyone naked, don't they?" Jeannette nodded. "So it's logical that you just have bathrooms that everyone can use."
"It might be logical, but that doesn't mean it makes sense. A girl has to have some privacy. You know, there are times, there are things a girl does that are kind of intimate and private."
"In Three Valleys guys learn very quickly about a girl's period. It's something they have to learn to deal with as they grow up."
"But... does that mean you want boys to know why you're having your flow?" Jeannette sounded shocked at the idea.
"Oh, they learn very quickly. Those are the days you're not in Sex Education class. And they might as well learn; regardless of what they think, that we can't have sex every day."
"I think," Jeannette said slowly and after much thought, "that in Seaside people want it to be like Center, only with no clothes. And in Three Valleys it's sort of like Center, but people are open about sex."
"We get visitors from Center and other places all of the time," Sammi said. "You're told to be on your best behavior in the larger towns. But in the smaller ones there's a greater, I don't know, a greater casualness about it. Like remember how in Center there were these changing rooms where you could try on clothes? Well, except in Terminus it's very common to have the mirrors near the clothes rack. You'll see somebody trying on clothes right there. And if she happens to show a bit of skin, well so what? She doesn't walk around naked like, say, in Seaside, but if you see her breasts, what's the big deal? Women have them.
"But in the smaller towns, well, last year I was in Overlook, that's a town that's built up the side of the valley wall. We were at this one place to eat that had a great view of the whole valley. But if you walked down this path a little you were right above the swimming pool, and you could see people naked, lying out in the sun or swimming in the pool. We don't take people from Center to that spot, naturally, but nobody stands there and stares, either."
"Did you ever notice how much soap looks like cum?" Grace asked the next day in the shower after PE. She pressed the button on the soap dispenser. "It's white, it's creamy, and it's kind of slick." "It doesn't taste like cum," Anna said. She smeared some on her hands and began lathering Sam's back. "And the dispenser on a boy is a lot more fun." The other girls in the shower laughed. "This dispenser gives green soap," one girl called. "Can you imagine a guy giving green...
"Why does it take all of you to go shopping for a dress?" Sam asked as everyone was leaving school. Sammi and Anna smiled at each other. "We just do," Anna said. "I'll see you tomorrow." "Sometimes I wonder how boys can be so clueless," Sammi said. She saw Jeannette and waved her over. "Want to go dress shopping with us?" "Dress shopping? Why?" "For the Formal, of course," Anna said. "Surely you know about that." "I've heard a couple others mention it," Jeannette...
The first guy she saw at the party was already involved with two other women. He was on a couch; one girl was straddling his face, her eyes closed as he tongued her clit; the other had his cock firmly in hand and was licking his balls. Not wanting to intrude, Sammi looked elsewhere. The party was in a large room that opened onto the patio next to the pool; she'd stopped in the pool's locker room to hang up her clothes. There was a buffet table at the far end of the room, a barbecue on the...
Sammi rubbed Brad's cock against her breasts. There was something about male hardness rubbing female softness that just turned her on. With her free hand she cupped his balls, feeling them moving around in their little sack. Brad began to move, little thrusts up into her hands. She leaned over and kissed the shiny head of his cock, tasting his pre-cum juices. Like a lot of boys his cum seemed bland and a little salty. She dribbled a little spit on him and then took his cock all the way to...
The nice thing about a pool party with older kids, Sammi decided, was that she hadn't been with any of these guys before. She'd had sex every boy in her class year, well, 31 of the 32 of them; she hadn't had sex with Sam and wasn't going to. She licked her lips. Tonight was going to be fun. The house was one of the older ones in the Valley. It was set well up on the side of the Valley with a view of Terminus, Valley's End, and, distantly, the ocean--though that was mostly lost in the...
Clouds covered the lower end of the valley, and it was raining in Valley's End by the time they got there. The rain in Three Valleys was almost always cool because the clouds formed around the mountains much higher up. When it reached Lower the warm winds that blew in off the ocean and came up the coast would turn the rain warm. Walking in the rain there was like walking in a warm shower. Sammi and her mother hurried from the cable car, catching amused looks from the locals. "I've seen...
Sammi got to the venue for tennis a little late. There were crowds everywhere. She showed her badge and was waved through the turnstiles. Deciding she'd better go to the bathroom before settling down to watch some tennis she followed the signs to the restrooms. There she had to consciously avoid the first one she saw; there was a prominent sign saying 'Men' over the door. She sighed at these people, there was no line for the men but the line at the door marked 'Women' stretched around...
Jeannette didn't show up for lunch on Tuesday. Sammi didn't think anything of it until later that afternoon when she saw the girl. Jeannette was standing by a window, one arm under her breasts, the other with her hand on her neck. She was watching the trees rustle and stir in the rain, and the flip and flutter of the small birds that were darting around the school. "Where've you been?" Sammi asked, stopping beside her friend. Sammi glanced at her, a vague smile on her face. "We did it...
Sex Ed class on Friday was brief. Mr. Hood stood in front of the class with a card in his hand. "I would like to see the boys across the hall right away. Girls, Mrs. Miller will be here in a couple of minutes." With that he led the boys next door. Moments later Mrs. Miller brought the girls from that class into the classroom. After everyone was settled, she got up, a card in her hand. "You are all excused from class for the rest of the day," she said. "The teachers of your other classes...
Sammi was up before dawn, too restless to sleep. She double-checked everything she was taking with her, and then, because nobody was up and weren't likely to be up for at least two more hours, got dressed, put on a jacket, and went outside. When she was younger she and Sam used to go sit outside and look at the stars. There was something about the last hour before dawn that seemed special, the quiet, the gradual brightening of the horizon, the stars fading out one by one, and the...
After school Sammi had tennis practice. There was a tournament coming up on the weekend. It wasn't her first one, she'd gone to four last year, but it was the first one of this year, and the first after she'd turned 16. She spent extra time working on her backhand. There was barely enough time to shower and dress before the last trolley from school left. Her hair was still damp and she picked at it as the trolley pulled out. "You should get that cut," Suzy said from the next seat. She...
Much to her surprise, Sammi won the tournament that weekend. She beat Amanda Johansen, last year's winner, in straight sets, 6-1, 6-2. She kept getting the girl cross-footed and hitting the ball into the other half of the court. The party on Saturday night had been a blast. First she'd met a boy who was just old enough to attend the teen party. He was a little clumsy and needed a lot more education, but his enthusiasm and energy more than made up for his lack of skill. And then later,...
As Sammi waited for the elevator, holding hands with Stan, she wondered if this counted as a way of relaxing. Certainly she'd be sleeping in tomorrow morning. Her stomach was turning over and her palms were sweaty. This wasn't a pool party; there wouldn't be any ice breaker like the pool. This was the first time she'd gone to a party like this with a date. She was excited, and nervous, and trying hard not to show either one. In a way she was looking forward to this. Her parents went to...
Sammi's cousin Jenny stopped her just before she got to the entrance to the school "Got time for a question?" she asked. "A question? About what?" "Boys." Sammi smiled. "Should I get Sam? He may be able to answer your question better than I can." Jenny bit her lip. "Maybe." "All right, what's the question?" "How come boys don't talk much when you're having sex with them? You know. Beforehand they'll say things, but they just sort of grunt and groan when you're doing...
There were four new students at school on Monday morning, one of them in her Homeroom. Sammi still felt a little tired from her trip; it wasn't like she'd had any time off, after all, and so when a strange girl sat next to her in Homeroom, she didn't pay attention. "Class," Mrs. Connolly, the Homeroom teacher said, "welcome Grace Hayward. Grace has transferred here from the East Valley schools for this term. Stand up, please, Grace." The new girl stood up for a moment. She was thin...
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ThreesomesHey.... (It was Brittany) "Whats up? " I know I said we would hang out tonight, and I hope you still want to, but Erin's mom just called my house and apparently some thing happened with her grandma.... She is gonna have to staying the night. "Oh...I mean, I still want to, but how are WE gonna hang out?" Call up Steve? They should be able to keep each other company... "Alright ill see what I can do" Erin and Steve met a few weeks ago at this party we were at....
hi my names kate id like to share a true storie with u. i was 15 at the time going out with a older boy it was so good because it ment so much more things to do. well one night he decided to try and get me in to our local as he new the landlord. I was abit nervous because iv never met hes friends before and thought id end up showing myself up. i dressed up to go down there in my short skirt and low cut top as i always like to give the men a good view wich they did when i was on the pool table...
I could tell that Kay was excited by the news that her friend was on her way. To be honest, so was I. The thought of tasting Maura made my re-forming cock twitch, and I was looking forward to watching the two women get it on while I watched. In a short while, there was a knock at the door. I answered, wearing nothing, giving Maura a hug and whispering in her ear, “I can’t wait to taste you.” She replied, as she gave my erection a squeeze, “This old dyke has never had a cock between her legs,...
BisexualWe waved from the door as Maura stepped into the cab, heading for her conference. I turned to Kay and said, “You really enjoy her company, don’t you?” She blushed, recalling her tryst last night with her best friend. “Yes, I do,” she replied, turning to me, her hand cupping my balls. “But that doesn’t mean I won’t enjoy yours.” Looking up into my eyes, her free hand on the back of my neck, she pulled me into a kiss. Our lips brushed, but only for a moment. Her mouth opened, her tongue licked...
Straight SexI popped into the store, instantly recognizing Kay from the numerous snapshots we had exchanged over the years. I stepped into her embrace like an old friend, giving her ear an air-kiss. We were old friends, in a sense, between the e-mails and chatroom meetings that we had entered over the years, even though this was the first face-to-face. It was a quarter to six, the store set to close, so I sat in a chair watching the last customer get checked out and head out the door. “You ready?” “Let me...
Lesbian“Here’s to Sophie.” Brian raises his glass in salute to me. “And to her newly renovated flat.” “Hear, hear,” Jonathan concurs as we clink our three glasses. The bubbly tickles my nose when I sip it. “Are you so ready to get rid of me?” I tease. “Of course not, beautiful,” Brian says and envelops me in a bear hug, making my tiny frame disappear in his embrace. “We’re just happy for you, that you’re getting your apartment back,” Jonathan says, soothingly kissing my cheek. “And you won’t have to...
BisexualAs the party wound down and everyone left, Rich decided he’d go out to buy a fresh pack of cigarettes. He told his girlfriend Jess and his best friend Seb that he’d be back shortly. Seb and Jess had hooked up during the summer and they they got along extremely well, sometimes better than Rich and Jess did which sometimes worried him. He'd noticed how well they’d been interacting all night long and, half-jokingly, he'd texted her “suck his dick, already!” when he caught her nuzzled up against...
Group SexVanna and I are what you might call sexual predators. We visit bars and clubs in search of women to seduce. We are pretty successful at this and sometimes we hit the jackpot. This is a story about such a night. We arrived at the nightclub around 9:00. It was an average place, with a bar area and tables set back and dimly lit. It was famous for being a hookup bar, just what we were looking for. Vanna and I took seats at the bar and immediately began scanning the place for possibilities. There...
Group SexWe spotted her sitting alone at the end of the bar. It was a moderately-sized place with a small dance floor and a DJ spinning light tunes. It was the kind of place where a couple could feel alone, yet had enough room for larger parties. We had been there just under one hour when she arrived. She was drinking a martini and just sitting there. No checks of her cell phone, no interaction with the other patrons, nothing. We wondered when would be the right time to break the ice. She appeared to be...
SeductionLast year, I posted one story “Seduction of wife of Fast Friend”, which was liked by many and replied to me. This was my relation (of course with changed names) with my fast friend’s wife Priya living in Patna, which was developed through a long time seduction since her marriage to my friend and then finally on a holi, I advanced my action which lead to sex with her afterwards. I used to fuck her everytime when her husband go out on tours. My friend was on a job of sales executive in a company...
hi my names kate id like to share a true storie with u.i was 15 at the time going out with a older boy it was so good because it ment so much more things to do. well one night he decided to try and get me in to our local as he new the landlord. I was abit nervous because iv never met hes friends before and thought id end up showing myself up.i dressed up to go down there in my short skirt and low cut top as i always like to give the men a good view wich they did when i was on the pool table i...
It was a Friday night and we'd arranged to meet friends at the local pub for a few hard earned drinks after work. When we arrived we were surprised to see how busy it was. The landlord had organised another of his Open mike nights and the 'stars' of the local area had arrived to show their skill. The night didn't get off to a great start when the friends we'd arranged to meet cancelled on us. The talent on display at the mike wasn't exactly music to our ears either. I toyed with the idea of...
Group SexThis is a story of every woman's fantasy. It basically started about 21/2 years ago. My friend came over one afternoon to talk with me. We had been friends for a number of years. It started off so innocently. We exchanged email addresses and started writing back and forth. We did this for a few years. Sex never entered intot the conversations. But, my friend was a very attractive man and he literally reeked of sexuality. It was just a matter of time before we took it to the next level....
Group SexAmy really liked the wine ThreeviewBy Lorddare Amy really liked the wine.? Mrs. Dalton was so cool, to let her hang out and sip wine on the deck with her.? Amy had been Mrs. Denton?s daughter?s best friend, until Cindy had fallen in with an older crowd.? Amy had been hurt by that, but Mrs. Dalton seemed to understand and had been making Amy feel more than welcome in her home any time she wanted to come over.? Amy had been coming over often.? As she slowly sipped her third glass...
Jack fumbled with his packages, juggling them from arm to arm as he searched for his key. He'd put it away just a few minutes ago, when he'd left the apartment. Now where was it? Ah, there it was, in his jacket. He tugged, but the key ring was snagged on something. He pulled again. Oh, great, now his hand was caught, too. He reached over with his other hand -- and remembered, just a split second too late, that he was juggling four packages his roommate Chrissy had wanted him to mail and a bag...
I tapped my fingers on the cafe table. Looking around I sip my frozen mocha. So happy I tried Dunkin Donuts. I check the time; 1457. Still glancing at my watch I hear the little chime of the door bell. Looking up I see Luke and Henry walking in, laughing as if they heard a joke. They look around and spot me when I raise my hand. Sitting down we exchange greetings and start with banal conversation. About five minutes later we get to the details of the meeting. “So?” I begin, “Where’s the pet?”...
I fell in love with Laurie because she was not available. She had made that clear from the very beginning. "I'm not looking for a relationship." Point blank, in your face, statement. "Good, me either." I could play that game too. We met at "The Hut". It was the only gay and lesbian bar in our small, college town. I was very persistent and before long, she let me into her heart. We hung out together. I slept at her house, usually on the couch, sometimes in her bed. We both slept in...
100% fiction! Im 21 years old, i have a nice ass and a very high sex drive. So does my mother. I found this out one afternoon after i was rubbing my pussy vigorously and moaning very loudly when my mom walked in. She wanted to know what all the noise was and she found out very quickly i was startled but aroused at the same time. Apparently so was she she stuck her hand in her pants and started to finger her pussy, so i thought. I asked her if she wanted help and she just took my hand and stuck...
IncestI was 40 years old and saw an ad in the paper from a husband and wife looking to meet with a man for a threesome. After answering the ad, I spoke with the wife on the phone. She sounded sweet. We decided to meet at a club on a Saturday night. She told me she would decide if she would want to take me home with them after seeing and meeting me. She asked that I not feel bad if she chose not to take me home. She explained that she was very picky. I described what I'd be wearing so they could pick...
EroticIntroduction: my first story… enjoy! THREEWAY CALLING Amy King had just started college and a new job. She had led a very sheltered life before college, since her high school was girls-only and she didnt have much of a social life. Her father was a contractor and had done some building repairs for a group that prepared fossils and artifacts and built exhibits for museums and was able to get her an interview. Wanting to study anthropology, Amy was thrilled to have the opportunity, but was...
I was on Interstate 80, maybe fifteen miles East of Fairfield, CA heading towards Sacramento. Up in the high, flat country with the golden grass in the summer. It was hot, very hot, but I had my windows open enjoying my new state. At 70 half the traffic seemed to be passing me. I was heading to my sister’s house for the weekend, and in no particular rush since I was three hours early. I was dying for something to drink, maybe a Snapple, when I saw the van on the shoulder up ahead. ...
It was a Friday night and we’d arranged to meet friends at the local pub for a few hard earned drinks after work. When we arrived we were surprised to see how busy it was. The landlord had organised another of his Open mike nights and the ‘stars’ of the local area had arrived to show their skill. The night didn’t get off to a great start when the friends we’d arranged to meet cancelled on us. The talent on display at the mike wasn’t exactly music to our ears either. I toyed with the idea of...
grew up in new jersey ,i'm john....friend in neighborhood,had this really cute ,pretty,petite,brunette gf,later they married,we still hung out once in awhile. they were pretty open,go to the nude beach all the time.so onetime i over there place were partying..lookin at porn on hamster of course,and he says john wannaee my wife give me a blowjob,,sure of course,,she gets under the desk and starts to give him a blow job, i said is it alright if i jerk off sure go ahead. than he says john come...
Synopsis: Salidia's Little Lion, Lydia, sparks a fight with neighbors, and she picks up a bow to become Hell on Horseback to protect those she loves. Out of the fires of this conflict, they forge the place that became known as the Valley of the Amazons. Action story with Femdom leads. `165 pgs. Tales of Ancient Rome 3: Lions in the Valley By TG Chapter 1 ...
The Lost Vale of Ishtar By: Lyrissa The wind howled across the jagged rocks of the mountain cleft as a lone figure cautiously descended the winding mountain path towards the edge of the cliffs. The pass appeared to be a natural formation created when some ancient cataclysm violently tore the mountains apart to form a long, winding canyon which allowed for passage through this inhospitable region of the Kezankian mountains. They sky overcast by ominous slate- grey clouds and somewhere...
"Hi babe, I won't be home 'til a bit later, relax and I'll see you soon". Deciding to skip dinner you run a hot bath and open a bottle of wine, stripping slowly you look at yourself in the bathroom mirror dark blue, almost black eyes look back at you, running your gaze down your body you see a trim figure, nice firm breasts, not large but still noticeable... a light tan darkening as it reaches your long nipples. As your gaze drifts down you can just see a few wisps of pale hair...
Vanna and I are what you might call sexual predators. We visit bars and clubs in search of women to seduce. We are pretty successful at this and sometimes we hit the jackpot. This is a story about such a night. We arrived at the nightclub around 9:00. It was an average place, with a bar area and tables set back and dimly lit. It was famous for being a hookup bar, just what we were looking for. Vanna and I took seats at the bar and immediately began scanning the place for possibilities. There...
We spotted her sitting alone at the end of the bar. It was a moderately-sized place with a small dance floor and a DJ spinning light tunes. It was the kind of place where a couple could feel alone, yet had enough room for larger parties. We had been there just under one hour when she arrived. She was drinking a martini and just sitting there. No checks of her cell phone, no interaction with the other patrons, nothing. We wondered when would be the right time to break the ice. She appeared to be...
*** I’m still in shock. Major league, brain-cell frying disorientation type shock! Fact is, I have now a whole new slant on the education system or at least, the home education system. Problem is, I now have to make one crucial decision. It would doubtless come as no surprise to all but the voluntarily cloistered few, that at some stage or...
Introduction: Amazing what a simple cappuccino can lead to! At the request of many readers, I re-publish this story on XNXS *** Im still in shock. Major league, brain-cell frying disorientation type shock! Fact is, I have now a whole new slant on the education system or at least, the home education system. Problem is, I now have to make one crucial decision. It would doubtless come as no surprise to all but the voluntarily cloistered few, that at some stage or other, the average father...
Until I graduated from college, my life was pretty normal, maybe even a little dull. I did fairly well in school, was athletically competent, and had my fair share of sexual encounters with coeds. I had planned to graduate with my degree in architectural engineering and get a job at a firm in the city like just about everyone else. Those were my plans… until I got the news that my aunt had died. My Aunt Emily was my mother’s younger sister and being beautiful, funny, and exciting, she was...
FetishThe Valley of Atavism by Tegeli Even after two weeks I hated the sight of that girl. Her svelte but feminine frame, those pert tits. Her pouty lips were so bright, her eyelashes so lusciously dark, her skin so flawless that she looked like made-up straight from sleep. Even her messy bedhair was beautiful. If I stood still in front of the mirror, I could pretend she wasn't my prison. CHAPTER 1 It had been foolish to accept the deal. New research was expensive, even if...