Twister Stories

After my fling with Mark and my see saw relationship with Kate, I pretty much went emotionally numb. I would go to class, practice and work then go home. I had no life. I was lonely and depressed because all my other friends were in relationships and out partying, yet I was alone. I hated my life. I hated my body and I despised how the men around the school looked at me. Guys hit on me all the time, making sexual innuendo...

The weekend was here, the wine was in the cooler and six hot, sexy girls had descended on my pad for a party. After settling in on the Friday, we had hit the town and spent our hard-earned cash on clothes and shoes on Saturday afternoon. Gemma and Aisha had already revealed what sort of mood they were in, ravishing me in the changing room and nearly getting us thrown out. So, the scene was now set for the evening. We were...

Cindy opened the email from Barbara with mixed feelings; she was excited about being invited to another party, but knew that it was to be her last invitation. After the next party, she and Dan would have to perform in front of the group to get invited back, and Cindy knew that she would never be able to disrobe in front of a group of people, let alone have sex. There was a twist on this invitation; it was billed as a “Nau...

My name is Amanda and this is the story of the most exciting night of my life. I’m 18 and about to graduate high school, so four of my friends and I planned one last party before we all go off to college. We had the slumber party last night and it was nothing like what I expected. First I’ll tell you who was there: there was me, a 5 foot 6 inch blonde with hazel eyes and 32 C tits. I’m mostly a good girl, I get good grade...

 All good Christmas stories are required to begin “Twas the night before Christmas and the woods I did travel;” well sort of anyway. In all seriousness I did my traveling on Christmas Eve as so many others do. My destination was the home of my father and mother. We would all converge on the family home with stars in our eyes, gifts in our cars, and delightful thoughts of a family Christmas. Don't get me wrong, I don't alw...