Sensitivity Training can mean a lot: Part 7 Meanwhile back home. While this can be a stand-alone story, still it is a chapter in the larger story. It takes place back home while Beercan (AKA Jason) is spending his first two weeks at the Institute. Beercan was sent Sensitivity Institute of America because he had sexually harassed one of his employees. His b...
My name is Robin, I am half-Euro, half-Asian woman, rather short and closer to plump than to twiggy. I am now 37 years old, happily married to a very sexy and caring man with two very young children. I really enjoyed reading some of the mutual masturbation experiences on your web site. I wanted to share what I think was the most erotic masturbation experienc...
It was a rainy weekend in April, 1992, not long before I was scheduled to graduate from Mizzou, that my luck began to run out. Even now, 13 years afterward, I still get a chill when I think back to that weekend. For four years as my Uncle Bill's whore, I had managed to skate through without running into any true psychos, without encountering any bondage fre...
Sorry it took so long to put this chapter up. Thanks for all the feedback and critiques! This never happened, the people don't exist, This is a total work of fiction. * While I drove, she gave me a fantastic blow job. Licking and sucking, taking me into her throat. The house was still over an hour away and she wasn't rushing anything. She tasted my flesh,...
This was a hard chapter to write because it is by far the darkest of all the chapters. Trying to infuse humor into a situation of Albert being blackmailed and endangered was harder than I realized. In the end, I succumbed to the darkness, so much so that I almost changed the category away from "Humor and Satire," but I didn't want people to be unable to find...
Training days are over and the team grows with the introduction of two male leads much to the girl's pleasure. * At the end of day, as I sat in my car, letting my mind run free, I got hit by the worst attack of negativity I'd ever experienced. No particular reason and nothing to blame it on, or so I thought at the time. Some would call it the funk but that...
Wherein I discover the truth... and volunteer for a life-change Author's note: this is part 3 of a 12-part story arc which I've put under Group Sex (see Chapter 1). Like all my stories, it begins with character development and in this case, over several chapters. The chapters can have the elements of a number of different categories and I will try to give a...
It didn't matter how often Jim flew; he never enjoyed this part of the trip. The doors to the plane had just opened and everyone was simultaneously grabbing their carry on's and shoving their way down the aisle before running to the luggage claim area only to stand and wait for the luggage to appear on the carousel. Jim waited until the initial rush had exit...
It was the day after my first experience as a submissive to Mrs. Clark and I couldn't keep my mind on any of my classes. Fortunately none of the classes I had that day were very demanding. I was sitting in my last class of the day, Film Appreciation and we were watching Star Wars. Like most people I have seen the movie about a hundred times so I could afford...
Carl wiped at his face and pulled himself away from Kelly's bosom. His head ducked and he hurriedly pulled his pants up from his ankles. His cock was still wet as he stuffed it into his briefs. He made no attempt to button his trousers but rather held them together with his hand and turned away from his wife. He paused as if he was about to say something, Ke...