Category: eighteen years old

End of School Party

So let’s face it, I was not one of the “popular” kids in high school. I was the geeky, nerdy, played in band types. Wasn’t built for sports, didn’t care to bust my ass to wear the popular clothes and play with the latest look, I just existed. Oh, and I had a 12 inch cock by the time I turned 18.

It was actually hard for me, pun intended, to deal with. Boxers were out of the question, the damn thing would just dangle out the bottom. Briefs did ok, but the best option I could find were a boxer brief style, was still somewhat comfortable and it worked well to keep everything in place the best it could. Just heaven help me if something caused it to get hard, there was no hiding the thing. That being said, I did a fairly good job of keeping things in check, most of the time.

The exception was Briana… she played the same instrument as me in band, but she was by no means a “band chick.” We had been in the same school since our elementary days and I had been surprised that she had stuck with it for as long as she did. I’m guessing her parents forced her to. It’s too bad too, she was halfway decent, she could’ve been really good if she put a little more effort into it. We had been sitting in the back row of band practice one day and she leaned over and asked, “Boxes or briefs?” I just kind of stared at her with a dumb look on my face, till she ran a finger up the front of my leg. “Hmm, didn’t feel a seam, must be tighty whites.” This was one of the events that led me to try to find better underwear that contained things better. My cock started to swell almost instantly. Bri stared at the growing log in my pants, open mouthed, before I excused myself to the bathroom.

I had a couple other close calls throughout the years, but I had gotten better at learning to deal with it. School was almost over, and I had mostly been focusing on school and life after high school. It caught me off guard one day when Bri caught up to me between classes. “Hey Dave, I was throwing a little party over at my place this weekend, Parents are gone and all that. I figured since I’ve known you pretty much all your life, I’d see if you wanted to come.”

She could tell right away that I thought something was up. My dumb founded look was all I could manage. “Oh come on, it’s the end of high school, you’ve never accepted one of my invites before, live a little! You never know, you might have some fun!” With a pair of tits like her’s bouncing in front of me, I muttered a “sure” and made my escape before my better half made an escape attempt.

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Eighteen and Ready To Fuck

My name is Keiza and people tell me I’m beautiful, and you know what, their right I am. I’m eighteen, five foot eight and weight one twenty and I’m always horny. My stomach is flat as a board and hard as a rock. My perky little thirty four-c tits jiggle nicely, but only when I run, and I never, ever wear a bra.

I’ve kissed a few boy’s, even gone as far as having oral sex a few times with my boyfriend and I use bunny, my vibrator every chance I get. Other then that, I’m pretty much still a virgin and that is something that I want, no need to change in a bad way. I want a man, a real man with a real hard cock and I’ve just decided, tonight’s the night. I’m going to lose my virginity and I have an idea how.

I was off to the gym.

It was late, maybe ten or so when I walked into the gym. I came prepared to get fucked tonight, and I mean really fucked. You could see what was on my mind by looking at what I was wearing. When I got dressed tonight I started with a pair of my dad’s gym shorts, they were way to big for me and fit me really loose, and of course, no panties. The tee shirt I picked out I’d had for years, it was so tight and thin you could see my nipples right thru the material. I decided I would cut it off right below my titty’s and the minute I put it on I could see I had cut it too short, way too short to go out in public. I Looked in the mirror and lifted my arms, I had to smile, it was perfect, I could see the creamy tanned skin on the bottom of my tits.

I was hoping that one or two of the hot guys that are always in the gym lifting weights would be here, but not tonight. I was really disappointed, tonight the only people here are three older guys in back lifting weights, you know what I’m talking about, thirty, thirty five, old farts.

Over by the bikes there were two women, the older looking one must have been seventy and she looked a lot like my nana, yuck. But the other one, she was one hot looking milf.

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Eighteen And Ready To Get Fucked

When I was eighteen years old I was still living at home, saving up a bit of money before I moved out of town to go to university. I had taken the year off after graduating high school, working as a hostess in a restaurant a few nights a week. My job gave me plenty of free time during the day, something that I valued greatly as spring led into summer. I spent many afternoons at the beach or even just hanging out in my parents’ backyard working on my tan.

Although I’ve fluctuated a few pounds here and there over the years, my body is very much the same now as it was then, over twelve years earlier. I was very petite, standing about five-foot-two and weighing not much more than a hundred pounds. I’ve never had to work very hard to keep my figure; in fact, the times in my life when I didn’t exercise at all actually added weight to my hips and my breasts in a way that most of the guys I’ve been with actually seemed to prefer.

At eighteen, I had been seeing the same guy for over two years. He was, at that point, the first and only guy I had ever slept with. Unfortunately, however, we had started to grow apart and it was only a matter of time before one of us would have the guts to break up with the other.

In the meantime I was really lusting after Sean, the guy who had been living with us for the last few months. Sean’s dad was a close friend of my dad’s and he had just moved into the area for a new job. He was hoping to save up some money to buy a place of his own, so my dad offered to let him stay with us for a little while. He was in his mid-twenties, tall and fit with short, brown hair. As cute as he was, he was also quite shy, or at least that’s what I thought. I’m pretty sure I had seen him checking me out on more than one occasion, but I had never detected anything resembling any real interest on his part. Although I was a little more outgoing, I had never done anything more than smile at him and make sure I looked nice any time he was around.

It was late on a weekday morning when I had decided to lie down in the backyard and get some sun. My parents were both at work and my brother was at school, and Sean was probably working as well. I changed into my little yellow string bikini and grabbed a towel before heading outside. I had been blessed with tolerant skin, so I rarely wore sunscreen when I was out in the sun. I spread the towel out on the lawn and sprawled out on my back, soaking in the rays. After about twenty minutes I flipped onto my stomach, undoing the ties on my bikini top so that I wouldn’t wind up with any tan lines on my back. I had just untied myself when I heard the phone ringing inside the house. I ignored it, knowing that by the time I had tied up my top and gotten inside I would have missed the call anyway. It was only a few seconds later that I heard Sean’s voice calling to me from the house.

“Hey Christine, the phone’s for you,” he said.

Because I thought I had the house to myself, his voice startled me. I jumped a bit and turned my head to face the house. This wound up exposing my right breast for a brief moment before I remembered that I was topless.

“Shit!” I said. “You scared me!”

“Sorry about that,” he said. I could see his eyes on my breast during that quick exposure and it turned me on. “Should I say you’re not available?”

“No, it’s okay,” I said. “I’ll be right there.” He stepped back inside as I tied up my top and then got up. I went inside and picked the phone up off the counter, hearing one of my friend’s voices on the line. As I stood there in my bikini, Sean busied himself in the kitchen, making himself a sandwich. A couple of times I looked over at him and caught him staring at my body. I glanced down at his crotch and noticed the substantial bulge in his pants. I had always wondered about what he was packing in there. Many times I thought about sneaking into the bathroom while he was showering so I could see his entire body, especially his cock. Each time I would chicken out and wind up playing with myself in my room, imagining him fucking me.

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