F Self, M/F, Spanking, Bondage, Humiliation = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = I found this story on an old backup disk that I was checking for content before destroying. MANY years ago while I was in college, I got into a "discussion" with an English major about writing - specifically writing porn. Since I wasn't an English major, Darlene sa...
This is a continuation of my first story, "My Wife, Our Stories, Her Boss," which was imperfect in many ways, as is this. I'm really new to this and apologize for the amateurishness. I do think I have a couple of good ideas to investigate for those of you who enjoy this genre, and would welcome any feedback that would help me to make them better. Less helpf...
Masturbating at your desk is not a good idea. That's what I tell myself as I sit at work in my comfy computer chair, and slip my hand underneath my skirt. The power is out in the office, so no one is working. The computers are all lifeless, and the light is dim, just a bit of sunlight filtering in from the small, shaded windows. My desk sits in a shadowy cor...
Simon arrived at college in plenty of time for his lesson which by sheer luck happened to be French with Miss Duval, the object of his desires. Usually Simon was incredibly focused but the events from the previous evening had proved to be quite distracting and of course his lack of attention was not lost on Miss Duval who prided herself on knowing her stud...
My name is Mandy. This experience happened to me when I was a senior in high school, about six years ago. I have never written about it or told anyone about it until now because I find myself overcome with embarrassment whenever I think about what happened with my Literature teacher, Mr. Fuller. But I also find myself aroused at the very thought of what happ...
Pearl was a straight-A student, 4.0 since high school. When she received the note from her Erotic Studies professor suggesting they meet to discuss her work, she felt a twinge of anxiety. Had she, by some fluke, failed to turn in an assignment? At her dorm room computer, Pearl pulled back her long, auburn hair into a neat pony-tail. She compared her files to...
It took a few weeks but I was finally able to set things up for Bob to live out his secretary Fantasy. It wasn't that we didn't see each other in those weeks. He would often come over while my husband was at work. One thing I learned was Bob sure did like to masturbate and he did it almost every day. A couple of times I didn't even do anything for myself...
Your heart is thumping, the adrenalin and anticipation beginning to be usurped by arousal. This whole scenario has an element of the surreal, and yet you stay fixed to this spot. He stirs behind you, moving close enough for his cologne to caress your senses, even if his hands are yet to. You look down and regard your hands, the pale skin a sharp contrast to...
The words, "Brick Shit House" passed through his mind when he first laid eyes on her. She was short, only about four feet eleven inches tall, and had straight brown hair that fell to just above her ass. And what an ass! She was wearing a black mini skirt and a rose colored silk blouse that contrasted against her dark skin. Devon found himself staring at h...
Anne stood at the oak door, intimated by the size and grandeur of the house, she turned to wave to her father as he continued down the front path, leaving her alone to face her interview. She knocked three times and was let in by a maid who looked her up and down quickly, raised an eyebrow and led her through to what must have been the main office. Anne ente...