I'll never forget the experience of the first time I was ever shared sexually. Both my body and mind became hyper-aroused, seemingly for months following the events I'm going to share. Intense emotions of guilt, arousal, shame, and euphoria are just a few words I can think of to describe what I experienced. I felt sexy, naughty, and slutty. Extramarital sex wasn't exactly the word people would link with their Sunday Schoo...

Ben's lips parted, but no words came out. His pulse thundered in his ears. He managed a shaky nod, barely visible. “What do you mean, help?” Claire’s gaze held his, steady and calm. She didn’t rush. “You know what the rules are,” she said. “You know what’s considered off-limits.” He nodded, slowly. “Vaginal sex. Before marriage. It’s a sin.” “Exactly. That’s the line. That’s the thing they build the purity talks around. T...

The gates of New Horizons Christian College were tall, black wrought iron with golden lettering. Beyond them: red brick buildings, white columns, trimmed hedges and students walking the paths, all models of decorum. Ben adjusted his backpack and stepped out of his dad’s car, heart thudding with anticipation and something harder to name. He smiled weakly as his parents prayed over him one last time at the curb, hands gripp...

Moriah left the audition feeling a whirlwind of emotions, her heart heavy with disappointment. She had given her all, pouring every bit of her soul into her performance. But the feedback left her feeling conflicted. She was praised for her talent, her look, her distinct voice, and her undeniable stage presence, but there was a catch. They wanted more. More than she knew if she could give. “Outstanding talent, great voice,...

It’s pathetic, really, that my parents still control me at eighteen years old. Instead of partying with my friends the summer before freshman year of college, I’m stuck in a bus packed full of thirteen to nineteen year old Bible Fuckers singing praise songs. Okay, it’s not that I have something against Christians. I really don’t. There are some that are cool, like the ones who respect differences and don’t take everything...

When the sun went down on the tenth day since I had opened up to Christian about my secret past in pornography, he still had not called. He had texted a couple of times in reply to me, but it was bland stuff like, “How was your day?” and “College going ok?”. After our conversation, he’d said, “Will you understand if I take some time to think? I’m not breaking things off. But this is kind of a shock, Roser. It doesn’t soun...

"I'm really having a great time," Dorothy said, a twinkle in her eye as she looked at me. "I'm glad we decided to do this." "So am I," I replied, taking her hand. The getaway was the first weekend we'd had all to ourselves since we first slept together. It gave us plenty of time just to be together and enjoy each other. I glanced at Dorothy. I was seeing her in a new way since that night. Even when I first met her, she wa...

In the year of 2017, Sebastian M arrived at the University of Girona to begin his study of politics and philosophy. He was tall and well built at eighteen, with a blonde crew cut. He was elated to finally escape the family home and find his freedom. His relationship with his mother had deteriorated badly as he began to assert his independence, and he now referred to her as Matri-narc. Sebastian surveyed his college dorm r...

My vagina is in need of a plumber. I'm leaking juices as if a pipe has burst within me. His cock is rock hard and enlivening my clit, my breasts and my innards. I feel fantastic. Sexy. Alive. Chosen. His hands are on my naked hips, caressing my bony flesh. His scent is sweet. His naked body, frankly, looks great. I rock back and forth, and his cock stimulates me in places my fingers simple can't reach. I was taught that s...