College Education – Part 2

"Roommates entertain a guest."

Kyra and I laid on the bed naked, watching her roommate, Leesa, strip off her sweaty tennis outfit right in front of us. "I can't wait to get out of sweaty clothing" Leesa explained. She continued by reaching under the...

Daddy and Jenna- 2

"To the next level..."

The next day, I called her doctor early, and brought her in to get a prescription for birth control pills. When we left the office and got to the car. Jenna gave me a big hug, mashing her 34C boobs...

Meeting the Master

"pure fantasy, but hopefully enjoyable... first experience of Master/Slave relationship"

It is going to be a fun night, I have been promising myself for ages that I was going to do this and finally the night has come... the night of 'the party'  arranged by my potential Master, and I...

College Days

"Coeds and an instructor get together for fun."

I was teaching an orientation class in my major as part of my doctoral studies. This was primarily to introduce the prospective new majors to the field in general. This particular profession is one that has many more women than...

losing my marbles

"Just some fun.."

  I melt all over again as soon as you smile at me and those sparky eyes of yours tell me that tonight I’m going to enjoy you in ways I haven’t thought of yet. You grab my hand and...

New Master Meet New Sub

"A new master meets his first slave"

After chatting online for weeks, you agree to meet at a Starbucks for a cup of espresso.   You have carefully considered this encounter after privately chatting with a man for a few weeks on an erotic stories web site.  You...

Valentine’s Day 2010

"A Valentine's Day Fantasy"

          The date is Valentine's day, 2010.  No matter how hard you tried, you just could not get the day off at work.  You were understandably upset, but you kept your cool and I just said, 'honey do what you have to do,...

OIL ON CANVAS; A WORK IN PROGRESS

"This is a continuation of 'A STUDY OF NEW EXPERIENCES, IN OIL ON CANVAS'"

OIL ON CANVAS; A WORK IN PROGRESS The boy stood watching us, uninhibited, as Andrea and I attempted to re-arrange our dishevelled appearances. Only moments before, my friend's face had been buried deliciously between my thighs. Her lips were still damp and glistening from her foray. My shirt...