I pull in to the parking lot of the hotel, in town again for a conference. The place is familiar, well-known to me and comforting. My life has been so prosaic – I've been in a rut that feels as deep as a canyon. I feel as if I could die from ennui. I'm resigned to attending the conference, but can't help feel a slight breeze of optimism; with this welcome br...
It was 11:00 AM on a Saturday morning and the Muskrat was anxiously awaiting the arrival of a new acquaintance...a like-minded kinky chick he knew only as Green Bubbles...but he always referenced her as just Bubbles. They had "met" on Literotica.com, a favorite site of his and one where he submitted his erotic musings and writings. Bubbles was a self-proclai...
A couple of years ago, after many years of working outdoors, I had a spot of skin cancer , but it was all good. Doc said that it was technically cancer, but wasn't the kind that spread. A little in-office surgery with a specialist took care of it. The prognosis was so good that I never really tried to go for any of the follow ups. Fast forward to today, afte...
As usual, Elaida was awoken rudely by the alarms echoing down the halls. Blearily, she instinctively moved to stretch, and felt the bonds tighten against her wrists and ankles. Of course, she then became aware of the light, pleasurable grip on her nipples as well, and of the intruders within her nether regions. Fuck. After giving her time to appreciate th...
I've been dreading this moment since I received my exam back-with a failing grade. This is an upper level graduate class and Professor Harrison isn't the kind of man who gives second chances. He's tough, and domineering, and expects his students to be well-prepared and knowledgeable. I want badly to please him, but I've let both him and myself down. Now he's...
ANGELA'S TALE Angela had come to Portland a few years ago, with her boyfriend, to attend school. He was her first boyfriend, and she had given him her virginity, and the two of them lived together and enjoyed an active sex life. But then he had been called back to Cameroon on urgent family business; she was committed to her studies and so remained in Portla...
I am a strong believer of human rights. I think the right of women and men to live happy, fulfilling lives belongs to everyone. I have no problem with gay people and the right to marry. Now for those that disagree I respect your belief, but I want you to take a moment and not simply think of sexuality from a moral aspect but rather a scientific aspect that j...
This is purely fantasy. It is not about or inspired by anyone in particular. I would NEVER think of actually having any sort of relationship with a student. There seems to be a demand for hot teacher stories so I am making one for my readers. ***** This is the 5th time this year I have subbed for this weight training class. So most of the students are pr...
This one's a gimme. It's sort of standard, isn't it? The teacher-student fantasy? Well, I told you in my letter about the crush I've got on my Lit Professor. He's young, attractive, enthusiastic, but he's got this side to him-- the sly, dark side that makes me want him to take me across the table at the front of the room. The beginning is, again, pretty st...
He sat in a dimly lit café absentmindedly picking at the dirt under his nails. It was 4:21, thirty-nine minutes before she was supposed to be there. They agreed to meet for an early dinner, nothing too formal. They would talk for a bit and see how things went. Sex was implied but not required. Sex was not a virgin topic for them. Although they had not yet me...