It was the middle of the night when I awoke to the buzz of my phone. I was tired, only for a second, before I realized who it might be. Sure enough, a text from Brad read "Wake up. Lets play ;)" A smile crept across my face. My nipples hardened. It was days since my last text from my mysterious master. I tore off my bed sheets, revealing my naked body unde...
I sighed. It was good to be home after a day like today. My students had been awful, acting more like first graders than the high school juniors they were. So much for trying to teach about World War II today. I put the car in park, grabbed my purse and quickly entered the house. "Damn, Elliot!" I mumbled to myself and the cat. Elliot was working tonight,...
A Laura Grant Story I could not believe that I was standing completely naked before Mr. Millibrand's large imposing desk. My clothes, which I had reluctantly removed a few moments earlier, were folded neatly on a chair at my side. I could see his dark eyes looking at me over the top of his small bifocal glasses, taking in the delights of my young exposed bo...
WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction. The a...
Laura was running herself a hot bubble bath when the phone rang. She decided to let the machine get it as she peeled off her robe and climbed into the tub. "Please leave a message after the beep..." "Hey babe, how's it going? Just thought I'd give you a quick call to let you know I'm coming home for your birthday. I will be in town for two weeks and was ho...
My wife and I were not sexually precocious. The first time we kissed anyone was at the senior prom, when it was part of the ceremony. We kissed each other. When we attended the same university we occasionally dated other people. Usually we dated each other. We did not make love, because my wife wanted to save her virginity for her wedding night. That was f...
It really wasn't my fault, I wasn't planning on being seen, let alone caught. I was enjoying myself immensely, the pleasure that was running through me was intense. I had blocked all of reality from coming into the encompassing pleasure that was two different vibrators. One pressed deep inside my asshole, the other pulsing away on my clit. All the while I th...
I leave my Motel, have breakfast, and take a short walk. It's perhaps 8:30 or 9:00 am. It's going to get hot, is probably already well into the seventies. I've looked on a map and turn into what looks almost like park land. California Live Oaks, meadows of low grass, very pretty. I know it's of limited size but it seems endless at a glance. Then, coming towa...
By way of introduction, my name's Tom and at eighteen I had been late developing at puberty. I attended an all boys grammar school in south-east London. In the first three or four years, I had been self-conscious about getting changed for PE lessons because of my lack of pubic hair and small genitals, but by the age of eighteen, I had developed into a tee...
Even her name bespoke of a girl most guys would normally ignore: Ellen Goldfarb. It was a plain Jane's name at best, a hag's at worst. Ellen Goldfarb was no hag, but nobody would ever call her pretty, either. Instead, she got called names like zit queen, thunder thighs, four eyes. Actually, Ellen wasn't as bad looking as the class bullies made her out to be....