My friend and longtime crush Erin had thrown me a birthday party to remember. My long quest to lose my virginity had ended in a completely unexpected way on the night of my 30th birthday. Instead of losing it to a woman, she had gotten me to dress up in my sexiest girl clothes, gave me a makeover, and introduced me to three men who introduced me to the wonde...
My wife, Anna, is very conservative when it comes to sex. She never masturbates, and is never curious or experimental. She never has even hinted at being sexually interested in anyone. She only wanted straight sex, no oral (giving or receiving), no other positions but missionary and the occasional doggy style for a quickie. The only occasional bright spot is...
This is the third in a series of connected stories that began with "Caught!" and "My Fiancee and the Professor." While it's not entirely necessary that you read those two stories first, I did want to provide some context. * Here's the scene: After catching me masturbating earlier in the day and forcing me to finish in front of her, my fiancee Tracy shared...
The morning after our photo shoot, we slept late -- thoroughly enjoying our new accommodations in the island's main hotel. The events of the day before, the high praise for our work from Kostas, Lara and Mika, a celebratory dinner and some more celebratory lovemaking had left us quite exhausted. It would be a couple of days before Kostas processed the film a...
Samantha was in the kitchen, having toast. It was Monday, and today was the first time she was going to work as a girl. Tracy had bugged Paula about getting Samantha a real job instead of being a maid for the past few weeks. So, Paula craved in, and Tracy offered Paula's slave a job. Samantha, for her part, felt she couldn't refuse because if she did, she...
"Have you heard anything Tracy?" Mrs. Jones asked her son. Who was busy playing the latest video game on the TV in the living room. "No mom," Tracy said, his controller making the staccato tap-tap-tap his mother loathed. "I've been accepted at several schools, but no scholarships." "I told you to play sports," Mrs. Jones said. "How many times did I tell yo...
Once again a big THANK YOU to MLG52 for his editing skills. * The snow fell as Tracy left work; it was Friday at 5 pm. She had two days off, with plans to spoil herself. The ground was hard and slippery under foot, and the wild wind brings big flurries of snow blew into her face. The road was deserted except for the occasional car creeping by. She hugged t...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Because of the heavy pounding October rain, there were few customers for the five food trailers in the U.L.D. campus quadrangle. The University of Louisiana at DeGarde cafeteria was packed with students and faculty alike. "Tracy! Emily! Over here!...
Tracy woke up alone in William's bed. After a brief panic, she saw him on the floor and relaxed. He was kneeling on the rug near the couch, perfectly still with his eyes closed. She was not sure what to make of it in her sleepy state, but then it registered that he was meditating. Tracy rose quietly and tip-toed to the bathroom, and when she returned, he was...
Hey.... when did -" he started, "did you just - umm.." He held the drinks lower, much like his defenses, when he saw them, almost losing his grip on both Redhooks. He caught himself, hands trembling. "Trace, this is..." he started again, with spurious amnesia. The girl, 22, pretty, shot him the most _don't even_ of looks. "Uh, we've met." Tracy eyed the yo...