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Harold Delvack sat starting at the lovely girl with the coltish legs in his math class for the last thirty minutes. There was no way that he could even concentrate. Not that Mr. Keller would even know… most of his students never did concentrate anyway.

Her name as Shelly… Shelly Woodrow and by all accounts Harold thought she was the loveliest girl in the entire 12th grade. Though Harold knew his chances with her were limited. After all this was Cheerleader Shelly Woodrow and Harold admittedly was a geek.

“All right class.” Mr. Keller clapped his hands and brought Harold out of his revelry “we are going to have a project. This will last for the weekend and at the end of that time you will be asked to make a full report on what you have learned.”

Most of the students including Harold groaned. Mr. Keller was by far the most boring teacher there and everyone there doubted the assignment would be fun.

“We will separate into groups of two. Once in these groups you will be asked to pick a topic anything at all. After you’ve picked this topic you will then decide on a business plan based upon this topic. Once you have this business plan start keeping track of what you would put out in expenditures and what would come in for profit.”

“Huh?” Freddy Green the jock football player spoke for everyone’s lack of understanding for this project. (Everyone except for Harold that is.)

“That is to say if you like comic books you might want to start up your own comic book store. Come up with a business plan and a cost of what it will take to start. Then estimate what you’ll sell and what other costs there will be for the entire year. You are allowed to use as many pieces of paper as you like and there is no requirement of how it is to be handed in. You might hand it in as a folder with your idea however you must do the mathematical equations for your business! Read the rest of this entry »

Kamilla and Masha during a kick ass photo shoot

She gets the ride of her life from a family friend.

Before I start maybe I should tell you a little about myself. I have shoulder length dirty blonde hair brown eyes 5 4 165lbs and my breasts are 38D s. I have been called cute. Some say I m pretty. I like to believe I m even sexy. I do catch the eye of a young man or two here in town but I prefer the old men (wink). I turned 18 recently and my boyfriend went off to college out of state. That leaves me here with a lot of free time do whatever I like which is mostly hanging out with my friends. We live in a small town and my folks know just about everybody.

One autumn day I m standing downtown next to the cafe. Jesse and Rena are giggling about nothing when several motorcycles come roaring through town. Motorcycles are a common sight through our town. It has to be the winding roads and gentle rolling hills that bring them here. It can t be anything else. This town would dry up if it weren t for the railroad and the Wal-Mart. As the motorcycles slow down and pull into the gas station across the street one biker really catches my eye. His name is James and he is about 45 with salt n pepper hair. He s about 5 7 compact experienced just how I like them. I have wanted him before back when I was 16. He was friends with my uncle and wouldn t touch my virgin breasts when I would flash him but now I m sure he can t resist.

He sees me and I flash him a coy smile. He walks over and runs his fingers along the neck of my Harley Davidson jacket and asks me if I d ever ridden one. I said no but I had ridden on a Honda dirt bike once. He laughs and tells me to climb on the back. I hold on to his strong body as he drives me to old man Davidson s secluded open field. As he stops the bike and gets off I climb off too. Read the rest of this entry »

Kamilla feeling horny on a Sunday morning

High School cheerleader has sex with Mr. Starbes.

I was in my English class waiting for class to start when suddenly a man who didn t even look like a teacher came. It wasn t my regular English teacher Mrs. Barkley it was a man named Mr. Starbes. Mr. Starbes was pretty hot. He had short auburn hair brown eyes that were saying I need sex and he was about 6 feet tall and pretty muscular. He looked really hot with his dress clothes. I decided I d try and flirt my way into his heart.

Excuse me Mr. Starbes I seem to have forgot my literature book may I have a pass to go to my car and get it? I asked and I licked my lips and started to feel the wetness between my legs.

Sure no problem but what s your name first? I m taking attendance. Mr. Starbes replied.

It s Hannah. Hannah Fox. I said.

Alrighty then. I ll write you out a pass Miss. Foxylady…err I mean Miss. Fox. He grinned as he scribbled onto a piece of paper.

I took the pass from his hand and went to my car. I decided I would change my outfit. I was wearing a sweater with blue jeans and I thought I d change into my cheerleading outfit which is pretty skimpy because most of the cheerleaders on the team were sluts and they wanted a uniform that revealed their bodies. I then fixed my make up and hair and put on my tennis shoes. Read the rest of this entry »

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Losing my virginity with a young wife.

I was in the USAF in Las Vegas 19 years old and while I had done some fooling around and oral hadn t gone all the way. My roomie and my neighbor and I posted a personals ad just for a crazy laugh advertising ourselves for free sex for women 17 to 45. It was a good laugh and we knew we would never get any calls.

Boy were we wrong!

My voice mail was full of calls! The guys were like fuck yeah! but I was overwhelmed. I hadn t done anything all the way with a woman and here were these women ladies in their 30 s and 40 s not girls calling and wanting young studs to fuck. I set up dates handed out phone numbers to the guys pretty much became their pimp. We could have made a lot of money but it wasn t about that….it was all about getting laid.

Except for me. I was pretty intimidated. But I found that there were lots of ladies who called that just seemed to want to talk. Either to talk dirty or they just seemed lonely and wanted company on the phone. So I handled those calls much safer that way.

My buddy Eric noticed that I wasn t going out on dates. I assured him that I was ok getting what I wanted. But he knew I wasn t.

One of the ladies I had given him was young. One of the few under 30 she was only 18. He had met her said she was wild in bed. He told us that she wanted us all to come over just to hang with her at her place and play some beer drinking games. The night before the party she called me like she sometimes did just for company. I got to know more about her.

She was an Air Force brat. At 17 she had run away from home to be with the guy she fell in love with her dad s best friend who was 38. At 18 they got married. Dad was pissed at the both of them. Anyway she lived downtown with this guy but he worked uprange at the secret base and was gone 5 days a week.

That night I admitted to her that I was a virgin and that the idea of this party was making me nervous. She assured me that we were just going there to play drinking games and it would be ok. So we went to this party four guys and her. Not really much of a party at first we just sat around BS ing listening to the radio and drinking beer. After a while someone suggested a game of quarters so we played that for a while. Read the rest of this entry »

Exotic beauty Kamilla slowly strips an a couch

Keri\’s first time with a guy, but still a virgin.

This story is for adults. It is also for all different types of people. Enjoy!

This is a continuation of the story of my eighteenth birthday.

I woke early the next morning (five thirty) and needless to say I felt real good. Alana was sleeping beside me naked because lets face it after the night we had clothes wasn’t on our minds.

I also knew that Alana wasn’t a morning person so I got out of the bed making sure not to wake her up. I grabbed some clothes and headed for the shower. Before I got too far I decided to go for an early morning swim. I went back to my room still being quiet and got a suit.

Now to be quiet frank the suit was rather skimpy but at the time I bought it all I was thinking of was getting rid of my virginity. It was black with specks of purple (very little specks) the top was a bit small on me which was the way I bought it and the bottoms were thongs. It was the type of suit to draw attention.

I got dressed in the living room and headed out the door. It was only about ten til six so I tried to be quiet as I went down to the lake unsure if there was anyone else renting one of the other three cabins. I stopped at the edge of the lake and looked around. Four cabins circled the lake all private mine being the last one. I looked to see if by chance there was anyone out and saw no one so I stepped into the water and surprisingly enough it wasn’t cold. I kept walking until I was up to my thighs and then dove in. As I surfaced I realized I had went further than I had intended to. I looked around and saw a floating dock in the middle of the water and decided to swim out to it.

When I got there I pulled myself up and lay down. Read the rest of this entry »

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Man savors his first woman.

Quaint … a rather innocuous word for the inn as he approached it. Desire waited inside one of the quaint rooms as he pulled into a parking place. He sat a moment collecting his thoughts trying to force the adrenalin rush from turning him into a schoolboy. Just wouldn t do to scamper out of the car and across the parking lot like a youngster on the first day of school. He smiled as he got out of the car. How did one look innocent when the reason for being there was anything but? He expected the two mini selves to pop up on opposite shoulders at any time … one carping about the gamble and what he was possibly throwing away the other prodding with a pitchfork and yelling batter up!

He d been in similar feeling situations before … post-brief/pre-flight. That slight high right before climbing into the bird carrying live ordinance was like this. The need to jump in crank go down range and let it go. He smiled. Just like then caution and reason kicked in. One Big difference … his focus wasn t on an enemy nor even a target but a woman. One Big similarity … methodical planning careful preparation deliberate execution and blatant audacity meant you got to do it again.

Check in had breezed by. With key in hand he strolled back to the car. The short drive to a parking spot right in front of the room had passed quickly and getting the bag in the room no problem. He checked the lot once more and smiled at the parking spot available next to his car. A shower seemed the right thing to do next. Read the rest of this entry »

Charming teen posing and shows pink on the boat

Memories can be recalled at most unexpected moments.

Memories both fond and otherwise can be recalled by the least expected of external stimuli. A snatch of conversation the scent of a Spring blossom a few bars of a tune long since in vogue. Many things.

So it was the other month that whilst queued-up in suffocating heat waiting to board the Chunnel train back to Britain that my glance fell upon one of the uniformed young women directing cars aboard the upper deck of the lead carriage.

Admiring her quite obviously youthful figure as we inched our way along the platform I had almost drawn level with her when she turned towards me holding up one hand to indicate we should stop before they commenced loading the lower deck. No more than six feet from me now it was all I could do to suppress a cry of disbelief. The same cheeky face shoulder-length blonde hair and fine yet quite prominent eyebrows. Even with the realization that it wasn t her my mind nevertheless replayed scenes from that hot summer interlude not so many years ago.

Having by necessity to attend a business seminar in Cincinatti mid July that year and with a week or so to kill before flying on to join a marketing delegation in New York I decided to discover Ohio heading east along Interstate 52 in the general direction of Portsmouth then north to Columbus and east to Youngstown via Pittsburgh PV. The plan was good the reality something else.

Just twenty miles out from Cincinnati New Richmond typifies small-town America. The quaintest of villages and with a population just pre the new millennium of barely 2200 people including just five permanently stationed Police officers lets just say that rush-hour had yet to prove an issue.

Peckish having passed-up on breakfast I decided this was as good a spot as any to indulge my stomach lining. Pulling off the Interstate that runs pretty much through the town center I cruised a couple of side-streets until a cute little eatery called The Landing took my fancy on Front Street. Read the rest of this entry »