Let me start by saying I love teachers. Many of my dearest friends are teachers. Y'all have a depth of patience that I cannot begin to fathom. This story came about in 2014. Several nights in a row the news told me of some new case of a teacher messing with a student. Ten cases, eight were perpetrated by females. Even as I wrapped the story up news broke of...
Again before you read any further know that this is a cuckold story written for my white Internet love. We wanted you to know this so you won't cry like a baby after you read it. If you don't like husbands being humiliated as their wives start fucking another man, ....don't,..... I say again don't read this story. That night when she walked into the living...
This is not my usual kind of story. My dear friend Flubber and I have collaborated to create the tale of a thirty-something female archaeologist, and her adventures on an expedition to Egypt. This story is exactly that, a story, a novella. It contains some very embarrassing nudity and a bit of masturbation, as well as a little girl-girl kissing. But there...
I still wasn't sleeping well after my experience of seeing the ground rushing towards the three of us in that little plane, and it put a damper on my sexual adventurousness for a couple of days. However, I was looking forward to starting a new pose at the life class, wondering which part of me the Professor wanted the class to focus on. Bill and I headed of...
There is a long running TV show in the UK called 'Homes under the Hammer'. For those readers who are not aware of this programme, people buy properties at auction and then renovate them. This story is inspired by one of those shows. A couple bought a house and the first time we met them the man came over as a bit of a nerd and the woman was quiet and dowdy....
Author Note: I just want to let everyone know that this story series was written originally in 5 parts but the fifth part was never fully completed. I have since completed this fifth part and I know that it will not be to everyone's liking, but that is how this story was plotted out. I didn't want to go and do a massive re-write, instead opting to finish wha...
Ryan stood on his pedals, pumped up the hill taking in great gulps of air. He planned to stop at the top and let the breeze evaporate the sweat off of him, but the siren song of a half mile coast to the bottom lured him. The cool breeze pulled sweat from his skin and clothing as he gathered speed on the long downhill. He applied the rear break when the speed...
Author's Note This story was inspired by an ad placed on a "No Strings Attached Sex"website. I contemplated dividing it into chapters, since it is quite long. I hope those who read it, enjoy it. I am indebted to BrownSugar82 and Juicy Starchild for their editing which has made my story more readable. * It was three thirty on Friday afternoon, and I was co...
© Catesby Tina Connolly skipped merrily down the street. Two construction workers called out to her, making crude comments about her large chest. Normally she would get upset when this happened, but she was in too good a mood this afternoon. She smiled sweetly at them as she crossed the street towards where they sat taking a coffee break, beside their van....
Jack and Janie Janie Ah, middle age, that wide, flat expanse of no man's land between young and dumb enough to do it and too damn old to care if you do it or not. The salad days, as this fragile time between old and young is sometimes called or might be called if it weren't for the simple fact that the salad aint' as fresh as it used to be. At forty-eight,...