Virginity

We arrived at school early enough to hang out in the courtyard with the other students. For everyone else, I suppose my outfit looked normal, but I felt bared to everyone, and Brandon knew it. I was pretty modest in general. I was told to trail Brandon everywhere he went, and meet him in between each class. But luckily for me we had a different lunch hour, so I would be able to sit with my friends. The day went fine, got a few comments on my “pretty legs” from the older boys in the hallway. Met Brandon between classes. Then...

Captain Hirst’s Virgin Bride The room was suddenly silent, all hinged upon the turn of a card. Lord Cashmire watched intently as I turned over my last card. An Ace. The colour drained from his face. “But you were bluffing, the nerve on your neck” he stammered. “Nerves my Lord,” I assured him, “Just nerves, you may well have had a superior hand. “My God Cashers, you’ve lost it all!” Bunty Buntingthorpe exclaimed. I looked around as Mallinson acting as server, or Croupier as the frenchies have it, pushed the immense pile of chips and Cashmire’s note towards me. I was...

I sat on the couch in our living room watching the T.V. Recently there had been a lot of robberies that had been going on around our neighbourhood. My parents were out of town for the month, leaving me and my 19 year old brother home alone. Rosie? i heard him call from the front of the house. I'm in the movie room!! i called, staying in my spot, my eyes glued to the t.v. as i listened to the news reporter. I vaguely heard my brother walk into the room. what are you watching? he asked coming around the couch...

Chapter 5 I floated on air the whole way back to the office. I just had great sex in a place that at least every dirty minded school child had dreamed of and I was pretty certain that I was now dating the object of my affection and lust at least. My mind was racing. I needed to really sort out the feelings that I was having for Charlie. Was I in love with him or was I in lust. Was this just going to be a short how do you do or did he really mean that he wanted to...

How Traditions Start – part 1 An original story by Starrynight. Enjoy. It was another end to a long day of hard work at the Fletcher family's farm. They finished devouring the hearty meal that Liz cooked, and after sitting together in the living room reading, watching TV and listening to music, the kids gradually left for bed. The Fletchers had 5 beautiful children: the twins Zach and Molly who were almost eighteen, Presley who was sixteen, Jack who was thirteen and Lisa who was ten. All five of the children were homeschooled by their loving parents who made sure to...

It was the middle of December, three days before the college broke for Christmas. The days had become really short, and if you lived in the middle of a concrete forest like I did, really cold. I was in second year then, having given the end semester examinations, and trying to enjoy the few days that remained before we all headed off for our homes. But one can only enjoy as much with an empty hostel, most of my mates having departed already inspite of the fact that college was still on. Not so for me, my parents would mail me...

2:00 AM, California, Los Angeles, In A Hotel Swimming Pool I was at the swimming pool with a couple of friends and my cousin. I was 15 at the time, My Cousin, Mark, being 13 and my friends John, 14, Steve, 14, and Henry, 16. We were all drinking beers we asked a guy to buy us at a local grocery store, and were relaxing. We were all chilling in our shorts, with all our upper halves revealed, with John and Mark were the only ones to have six packs. Everyone was drinking, we were having a blast! 20 Min Later...

Copyright, 2012 Castlequeen My god, what a miserable experience. Senior Prom. A solid month of preparation, a two hundred dollar dress that will have me working for Mom all summer, a three hundred dollar pair of shoes that will see me enslaved to her postal/shipping/mailbox store until I'm fifty-six, and we can't forget the ninety dollar haircut. What did I get out of it? A rather mediocre dinner, some nice dancing, a great picture and my now ex-boyfriend attempting to get me to put out. I'm not a prude, far from it, but it just wasn't going to happen. I'm still...

Note: I've posted this story on another account but it got deleted so im posting it a second time. Im the original author of it. This is my first story i've wrote, leave your pheedbacks and tell me what you think. All pheedbacks, corrections, ciritisizm and suggestions will be appreciated. This is not a true story, it's just a fantasy of mine. Enjoy! ----------------------------------- I put up a babysitting ad on craigslist. It's not that i needed the money but i guess id like the extra cash. My name is kristen, im 16, 5'2 brunette, brown eyes, i have pretty firm...

My brother Josh and me were on the floor playing Scrabble with Luis and Isabella Gomez at their house. Mrs Gomez was a strange one. She would sometimes sit on the sofa and watch us with a glass of orange juice, in which we all could all smell the vodka. Her clothes were always remarkable. Sometimes she would wear tight pants and a billowing blouse, sometimes she would have on a dress with a full skirt - totally inappropriate for knocking around the house. And her hair, which should have been black, was blonde but more towards orange. She always wore...