So this is where it is going to go; I am going to tell you about my self, my love for cock and how I go about getting it. I am not a size queen and I am not gay. If you were to give me the option of sucking cock or eating pussy, I could not chose between the two of them, if that makes me Bisexual, then that is what I am. My first sexual experience was wi...
Rhonda started her lecture for today's class, though deep in her mind, she couldn't stop her greatest craving. She spent the next forty minutes discussing mathematics with her students. They, in turn, wrote everything down on their notebooks. Two of them, however, didn't even have their pencils in their hands. And Rhonda didn't mind. She knew what they wante...
I am so fuckin’ hot. I mean it, no kidding. It’s not vanity or nothin’ like that. It’s true. Plain and simple. I am fuckin’ a-grade hot. It’s like at school, everyone wants a piece of me, you know. The chicks giggle and gawk when I walk by and all the blokes – they all wanna be just like me. Even some of the teachers - no bullshit! It’s great being lik...
I was driving as carefully as I could. I was headed to a hotel to meet an old friend. We had been close years ago until he had moved away, now he was in town for a weekend and the two of us were going to spend it at his hotel room. We had fuck buddy relationship that had been quite hot. My cock was quite hard as I drove and found a parking spot in the hotel...
I'd been watching my neighbour Tom in his back garden for a couple of weeks. My bedroom window overlooked his back garden so every morning I'd watch him come out onto his patio for his morning cigarette and (I assumed) coffee. He'd be wearing nothing but a T-shirt and tight trunk-style underwear. The shirt and pants clung to every part of his body. He was a...
It was a warm early Spring day. It was Monday. School out in two weeks. He was a teacher. He was fifty today. He taught senior English with one Junior class. He has been teaching since he was 25. He stood at his lectern and looked out at the class. Some here and there looked up from their notebooks and their texts, out the three oblong windows, at the warm s...
My time at the receiving end of Mr Kaynes distorted affection stayed with me for a long time after. My ass was sore that night from where he had pushed his cock up inside me and the marks he had left with his cane on my 18 year old and peachy white bottom. It took days for these to fade away. That same night I slid my finger up inside me. My stretched red h...
I had noticed Jerry when we first got in band together. It was 7th grade and I had decided to play trombone and our chairs were right next to the trumpet section which is what Jerry played. He was similar in stature to myself, tall and lean, but with blonde hair. I had found that we would end up talking and hanging around each other, discussing other class...
I was horny. No doubt about it. The day started with a look at a surveyor outside my apartment--working his transit out in the street. He was a big, muscular guy who looked like he'd stretch me happy around his big cock. Any man with broad shoulders like those and pecs that bulged his t-shirt had to be hung. Fuck, what a body. Perfect. My apartment was clo...
It took Connor a minute to realize the car wasn't moving. "Where do you live?" Mr. Meyer's voice startled him. Connor turned his head and met his teacher face-to-face. He stared at his blue eyes for a second, before quickly averting his gaze down to his own shoes. "Wisteria Lane," Connor managed to mutter. He looked at the floor of Mr. Meyer's car, and w...