Head of the Class (MFF BDSM Strap...) It was a long day, and I went back for my jacket. Certainly didn't expect to find it on a student. "How did you get in here?" was my first question. Then she turned around, not my student, nor the other one pulling up her pants, and standing up. College girls, community college, but we can't all be graduate professors...
Author's note: Again thanks for the constructive comments about my last submission. And thanks to Literotica for a chance to practice my writing for so many readers amongst the LW viewers. Below is yet another story about people who DO NOT live next door. It includes a mismatched husband and wife who get a divorce and a bit of pain. The dance instruc...
My wife, she owed me one, a hot one and she knows I like them nasty. She works long hours and last night when we finally fell asleep, she had been the only one of the two of us to have rally gotten off. So, she owed me. I love getting her off, too. I had played with her by candle light. Done delicious things to her body and nasty things to her mind. She c...
Hello, and welcome to the eleventh issue of Tales from Snippettsville, Short Stories From A Small Town. If you want to know what it's all about, go to Snippettsville Group If you have any feedback, and let's face it, as writers we all love feedback, just click on the author's name, in blue at the head of their piece. If you want to make a general comment...
The following is an expansion on my previous contribution "Marriage and Infidelity: Lessons from Loving Wives" and is autobiographical. To summarise, I met my wife at University. She was seven years my senior (me at 21) and we married in a small ceremony in the beautiful grounds. Her childhood and schooling was strongly influenced by Catholicism. When we fi...
I try not to be obvious, but sometimes there are lovely women in the grocery store, and taking a nice long look makes the shopping more enjoyable. Ask any guy! Anyway, I tend to shop after work to get stuff for dinner. Last Friday night was no exception, but the evening was. I had stopped at a grocery in the next town over from where I lived-it was close to...
/* */ Ariana yawned as she closed her binder, finally finishing the shitloads of bookwork assigned by the ascent teacher. With nothing to do (her homework having been finished earlier) she absentmindedly looked up at the substitute teacher. Mr. Clerk was a large and well-built man. His attractive muscles were outlined through his neat work clothes...as was...
Tales and myths from the American Wild West have fascinated boys all over the world during the last 140 years. An old saying says, "Boys are always boys and will never be adults" and therefore we middle aged men in our small Scandinavian town have an "Old West Club" with twelve members. Names as Wyatt Earp, John Ringo and Doc Holliday are magnified and fact...
There is some sex in this story but I don't believe anyone would think it is a stroke story. Sorry. For the RAAC lovers, hit the backspace and move on. You won't like it. For those who want death and destruction rained down on the participants, same advice. This is in multiple parts as it grew as I wrote it. ***** The alarm went off at six a.m. and I groan...
Background: I am a 38 year old high school teacher. I've been teaching for about 15 years. In that time I've had sex with a number of my former students. I have been married during most of that time. This story takes place 5 years ago. It is spring, about a week before finals. Me and some other teachers had just finished running an after school study sessio...