A Gift Pt. 1

My best friend Trixie said she had a special surprise for me for my 18th birthday. Trixie and I have been friends for years, but she was the rowdy party girl, and I was the bookworm.

Trixie convinced her uncle to let us hang out and have a small party at his cabin. I have been to the cabin many times; it was a very nice cabin secluded in the woods on his property.

Trixie told me she would be bringing two people with her, and that she would be running a little late, and to just meet her there. I made my way to her uncles house, and he said to just make my way back. I followed the trail, and his cabin had been decorated with balloons and streamers, and happy birthday banners.

Inside was a cake, and a pile of presents. I decided to wait and open the presents when Trixie and the two other guests arrived.

I did, however, dive into the cake. Purple velvet with cream cheese frosting, my favorite.

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The aftermath of a drunken kiss

Naomi and Emmanuel have been best friends since freshman year in high school. It was now junior year on college, and Emmanuel was head over heals in love with Naomi. But, Naomi was seeing someone else, but it was a fresh relationship.

Emmanuel knew he had to do something before he lost her forever.

One night, at a frat party, Naomi and Emmanuel were drinking together. After a few drinks, Naomi usually became very loose.

Emmanuel, being just as drunk as she was, took a chance. He kissed her. And obliviously, she kissed him back. But that’s all that happened. A kiss. No grabbing, no touching. Just a kiss. It was long, and soft, but nothing more.

Naomi didn’t talk to Emmanuel for a week after that.

Emmanuel, feeling guilty and a little angry, decided to confront her. He went to her off campus apartment, and walked in, locking the door behind him. “What are you doing here?” She asked softly. “I’ve always just walked in to your apartment.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.” She retaliated, her voice still soft. “We need to talk.”

Taking my little sister’s virginity pt 1

It was three am, and I couldn’t sleep.

I was about to finally drift off, when I heard moaning. And my parents weren’t home.

I decided to investigate.

I walk across the hall, and the door to my step sisters room is slightly ajar. She was masturbating with one of those vibrator wands.

“Fuck, Jaxon!” She was moaning my name. I could feel my cock get fully erect almost instantly.

I tried to discretely push the door open to get a better view, but the door creaked loudly. She stopped, covering herself up. “What the fuck?”

“Sorry, I couldn’t sleep, and I heard you moaning and… wait, why were you moaning my name?” I ask, putting my hands on my hips, pretty much exposing my erection.

“Why are you hard?” She yelled. “I asked you a question first.” I said. “I’ve been fantasizing about you since the wedding…” she said quietly. “Since we met?” She nodded.

“Honestly? Same…” I confess, hiding my face in my hand. “You wouldn’t want me… I’m inexperienced, I’m not that pretty, and I can barely kiss a guy…”

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