Jenna is my girlfriend. I say 'girlfriend', but it's more of a 'friends with benefits' arrangement. The benefits, however, exceed the normal, as you see, we kind of use each other. Not in 'used and abused' kind of way, but more of a mutually beneficial kind of way. You see, separately we're not very adventurous. We keep to ourselves and never stray outside o...
This is the next part of my first story. As usual I hope you have read the previous parts to understand how my wife and I have got to where we are now, both Subs to the same guy, both unaware of the others activities to date. In this part Master spends some time with Olivia. As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions. ***** Olivia woke on the Tuesda...
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-...
Beth fell in love with her husband on first sight. She was a freshman at State University and he was her professor of general math. He was tall, slender, with premature graying hair. She guessed him to be in his mid 30s. She felt her heart thump when he walked into the classroom and she knew this was the man for her. And she intended to have him. She went t...
22. A Helping Hand "Seriously, I'll help you clean this room." The look on her face said she wasn't kidding. The look on my face was stunned disbelief. "Wait -- what? Why?" I stammered. "Why not? You look like you could use the help," -- she tapped my hands for effect as she said it. "What's the matter? You don't want any help?" She looked at me in...
It was 10 o'clock on a Friday night and I was all alone in the house. My Mom, Erica, who was in her late 30's and recently divorced was enjoying her new found freedom by going out with he girlfriends. My sister, Jane, was out with her friends for the night and that left me alone as usual. My name is Brian and I am an eighteen year old high school senior. I...
This is the fifth installment in what has become a series. Hopefully, this story can be read enjoyably on its own. However, this story continues the story from in the first four installments. Reading those installments in sequence will provide context and an understanding of who the characters are. Any resemblance in this story to any real person or organiza...
As I drove to meet you, I remembered the last time we met. I was exhausted, but my mind was full of exciting images and memories for many days thereafter. We had reached a level of sexual energy and electricity that I have never known before. I was anticipating more of the same. I parked and went in. I was anxious to have you again and had a nervous energy...
This story could have gone in a variety of other categories, as it involves domination and submission, and aspects of heterosexual and lesbian sex between participants of different ages. If that offends you, then I suggest you don't read it. If it works for you, check out my other stories (and favorite authors)! ***** It was early next week when I was told...
"Can hardly back out now" Emeline told herself. Just for a second she glanced across at her own bedroom window, not twenty feet from where she now stood in her neighbor's palatial suite across the way. For his part, Keith Leighton remained seated in the bedroom chair, gazing with unabashed lust at his teenage visitor. Cognizant of the fact she was now of...