Dedicated to all of the teachers who dream of doing what Miss Titsner does in the story but who are far too ethical to have sex with their students. IT was a typical Midwest high school in the late 1970's but what happened there could have as easily happened just yesterday. There were the usual Friday night football games and dances. There were several sub-...
'Are you going to get married?' Marion's mother asked. 'Married?' 'Yes.' 'Why do you ask?' 'You said that he stayed at your place.' 'He did,' Marion said. 'You must have talked about it.' 'About what?' 'Getting married.' 'No.' 'You're not getting any younger,' Marion's mother said. Marion laughed. 'None of us is getting any younger, Mother,' she s...
Barbara B., my wife, who has beautiful dark chocolate colored skin, has a great body and a sexually adventurous attitude to match. She had heard about a great male strip club in Windsor, Canada. This was across the Detroit River from where we lived together in Detroit. She said it was unfair that men in Detroit had all these strip clubs where they could see...
After 2 months of corporal punishment and role play at the office, apparently the time had come because Friday after work a package had arrived at Shari's door. Inside was a note explaining that she should be ready to go by 9 pm. Shari was not comfortable showing this much skin normally, but this was Kane's club and Kane picked the outfit personally, so wh...
The day begins like most others, with your alarm clock wringing you madly from sleep. Awake. Sitting up, face being massaged by one of your hands, the other being used to prop yourself up. Weekday mornings are never pleasant. You never go to bed at a reasonable hour, plus you have an awesome bed, so leaving its comfortable confines sucks. Especially during t...
You met this guy on Tinder the day before, and he seemed to be nice, so you said yes when he asked you if you wanted to meet his dad living out in the wild somewhere. To be honest you had preferred a nice little fuck as a second date, but this could be nice too. You are sitting in his car now, and he had explained about how his dad lived outside from the n...
"Do you really think I should make this film?" Charlie asked Ronni at lunch the next day. Ronni considered the question. "I think it's a good script," she said. "And you're thinking about a career in film, right? I think it would be a good experience for you. Why? Are you thinking about dropping it?" They sat at a table at the far side of the cafeteria. R...
Author's Note: Hello readers! I was reading over Chapter 1 of my story and saw some things I wanted to edit so the first section you are about to read is the revised version of Chapter 1 cause everything can be made better right? My life's purpose is to make dicks hard and panties wet across planet Earth and I can't do that if readers are confused so please...
A night not really different than most. Or so I thought. It's nighttime. 10o'clock or so. And I'm in the car. Probably shouldn't be wasting gas but fuck it. A night alone. So I'm out here. Not too much of anything. A blunt or two and beer. Hoping the feds don't fuck with me tonight. I'm trying chill. But damn, I'm just driving. Three minutes and a coupl...
This is the 4th of 5 stories that I have written that are true stories of the sexual exteriences my wife and I have had. I have changed the names to protect other involved. See my other stories "Our First time" "Fun in a Crowded Campground" and "Anal Sex Can be Fun" As always your comments and constructive criticism are welcome. My wife and I had discussed...