I'm a salesman for a paper company based in Oregon. As part of my job, I travel quite a bit around the country. My most recent trip to New Jersey was one I'll never forget. My flight from Tulsa to Newark airport was delayed because of bad weather in the Northeast. I wouldn't be able to make a connecting flight until the next morning, so I booked a room at t...
Conclusion He closed the door and flipped the lock on the knob. He turned around and quickly headed right back across the room to where she was. Still sitting at her desk she was now undoing the clips holding the overall top up as he approached. "What the hell do you think you're doing!" he asked in a frustrated whisper. "We're at school in a classroom!"...
It all began as a simple day at home during the holiday break, for the last few months I have been playing in adult chat rooms to release my sexual tension and work out my fear of telling men what I want from sex. When my lover and teacher of sexual freedom called. He started in by asking me if I had been online cybering? "Yes, I was keyboard masturbatin...
Until I was a senior in high school, I was pretty much a nobody. Then I tried out for the school play. In the play, I wore an elaborate gown even though I only had a small part. The auditorium was packed and things were going great until I went backstage between scenes. The drama teacher, Mrs. Bates, said, "Shelly, we had a no-show and I need you to fill in...
Mrs. Swanson watches as her housekeeper instructs two candidates for the position of assistant housekeeper after the three young men and the three young ladies participated in the ceremonial first milking of Mrs. Morton's son Carl. "What do you think?" Mrs. Swanson asked her long time friend Sara Lee Morton. The two ladies were sitting in the parlor watch...
"I didn't have long to think. The house was only five minutes away and the boathouse was actually on their land. When we arrived I was shocked to find his friends were already watching our performance on video from a camera set up in the old boathouse. When the gate at the top of the lane was left open, the area around the boathouse was a very popular place...
This story is protected by copyright, by Peter, the author, and cannot be reposted or used for any purpose without his prior consent. But please email the author to request such consent Paying for the Broken Promise - by Peter Part 3 Sunday was a normal day at the beginning. I knew it wouldn't last. It was a rather warm day and late morning Lisa went in...
I loved spring time at my high school. The days would get longer as the skirts got shorter. Girls who had been hiding under bulky winter clothes couldn't wait to bust out the sluttiest clothes that they couldn't wear for the last several months. Britten King was the best of them all. Homecoming queen, president of the class, editor of the yearbook and the wh...
Sara and me My wife Sara is a 32 year old Human Sexuality teacher at a local high school. She's a gorgeous, sexy woman, fifteen years my junior, and she spares nothing to make sure I'm sexually satisfied, occupied, and happy. Aside from giving incredible blow jobs and fucking like a she-devil, Sara has a complete arsenal of more advanced skills and talent...
This is a true story. I placed an ad on Craigs list for an Adult Nursing Relationship. That evening I received a message from Betty. She was interested and wanted to meet up the next morning. I gave her my address and she showed up at the 7:30 am appointed time. She was about 30 and very pretty. She had a sexy southern drawl. It turned out that she was a 3...