The Gangbang Scholarship

I looked at the two applicants as they walked in. Both of them were a bit intimidated by the wealth used to furnish a simple office. The floor was a lush red carpet and the furnishings were Old English. My chair had a high back that looked vaguely like a throne. The desk in front

A good husband and his drunken whore wife

She was rapidly approaching the point of completely losing herself in the passion and pleasure of the moment. With her arms tied above her, and her legs tethered by long silken scarves to the posts and iron frame of the hotel bed, she could hear her own breathing accelerate with each passing moment. The new

Knocking Up The Inner City Schoolteacher

After I graduated from the University of Maryland two years ago I got a job with Teach for America, a nonprofit group devoted to getting talented and motivated graduates to work teaching underprivileged minorities. I was assigned to be a grade-school teacher at an inner-city charter school in Washington, DC. This was the opportunity I

Pheromone therapy renews a retirees passion and more

The clinic was an unobtrusive white stucco structure surrounded by gnarled oak trees on an obscure back road. There were several cars parked in front but it gave the overall appearance of being unoccupied. The smell of late summer was in the air, with just a hint of fall breezes – my favorite time of

A short tale of frotteurism

Fanny’s bottom was soft and pliant under the graceless pressure of Don’s hand, and she fell quite silent when Don began to touch her there, her silence amounting, in his simple mind, to permission. In any case her pantied ass-flesh was so supple and alluring that the childlike Don could not resist his drive to

Swinger hostess

Guests were starting to arrive, and she was nervous. They had gone to several other parties before, but this would be the first one that they had held for the group. He stood behind her and rubbed her shoulders and whispered “Relax” into her ear. Then he bit it gently. The “zing” made her giggle

Secret Party

My wife and I had been married for about 2 years when we ran into a difficult spot. We were finding that we didn’t have the “fire” we once had. We talked about spicing our sex life up a bit. I took it into my hands to find a way to help our sex life

My Hos And A Bitch

It was fairly easy to notice that Mrs. Graham, our high school senior teacher, was constantly looking at the black boys crotches in class. The only problem was she finally looked at the wrong one. Mine. I stayed after the other students left class that evening to test my theory. She didn’t notice as I

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