Today is the first day of the sexual therapy class you've joined. You're very nervous not knowing exactly what to expect but high hopes of gaining better personal knowledge of your sexual self. You pace outside the room getting a feel for who is in there as well and hoping it's a larger crowd so you can hide in the back seeming little in need. The minutes s...
This is my second submission to the site. I encourage everyone to leave comments and vote. For Bella -- A Proper Slut * Special Delivery: Bella loses control. Annabella was just arriving back to school after her winter break. She'd been home visiting family in Arizona. She loved her family, and it had been nice seeing everyone together. Moving away for c...
Week 4, Class 1 (The Day Before) Jill had spent much of the weekend thinking about what Dr. Green had left them with on Thursday. "From here on out things will get much more graphic, maybe a little uncomfortable sometimes, and definitely a lot more real for all of you." The class had definitely become more real for her starting with her nude, midday walk ar...
Men love tools. It’s no secret. I have friends that go to bars and spend hours trying to catch the eye of those who are there to do the same. For them, a bar is a playground. I have learned that if I want to seek the eye of that unsuspecting man, I head for the local hardware stores. These are places that lure men into them with their vast aisles of tools, e...
It was a vibrating dildo, a shiny translucent pink color with glitter sparkles sprinkled on it. It looked like a real cock, and its head was slowly parting the wet pussy lips. Soon, the head of it was glistening, moist with the juices flowing from behind those lips. She worked it up and down, up and down, sliding the head of it around the opening of her pu...
I sighed as I close my textbook for the night. I just can’t think straight while I have so much work looming over me. The calm music stops as I pull my earphones out. I wonder what all the non-losers are doing tonight? I thought as I clicked pause on my phone, and opened SnapChat. My friends had invited me out clubbing, but I just haven’t been in the mood. D...
[Rick, present day] To: Genevieve Smith From: Richard Johnson Subject: Scheduling a Meeting For Next Week Gen, I would love to schedule a meeting with you to talk about your essay. You can swing by my office hours next week, Friday 4-7. In regard to your coffee shop question, I prefer Northstar on Banks. I go almost every Saturday at 9. Let me know if...
You're a young guy in senior high having just recently turned 18. Most people hate going to school, but you love it. Each day you get to look at some of the drop dead gorgeous people who go to your school in the center of the city. Not the least of which is a girl in your accounting class called Katherine and your next door neighbor Rebecca. The schools medi...
It's a frustrating afternoon of increasingly explicit emails at work. The campus has mostly emptied, the chair is at a meeting, and you and I can only think about one thing. That's the curse of being employed by the same institution as a professor and graduate student, respectively. Fucking circumspection. No fraternizing or else. And on Valentine's Day, too...
When the lights turned on my heart pounded. My hidden room finnaly filled with all the sexual fetishis i could think of, or find. As i looked around i grabed a air pump dick, when with no air held a 7 inch lengty and 1 inch width. Suctioning it to the ground i slowly positioned my asshole above it, heart ponding, i slipped. Landing on it ruffley, the full le...