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Over the next couple of Tuesdays, Lance and DeeDee would have Beth over for some tutoring and sex. Lance had held up his end of the deal and provided Beth with his periodic writings by the deadlines she had set. Beth had kept her end of the bargain by almost immediately providing the feedback he needed. It was easy for him to honestly claim the writing was his own, because it was. But it had improved significantly and his instructors in both, English and history, had taken note. His English teacher, Janet, asked him to stay after class on Wednesday. He quickly got a case of "dry mouth" and ti… 阅读更多内容

Two hours after Kenny's bus left the depot to return him to school, his father walked in the door to greet his pissed off wife, Rachel. The weather had turned colder, but it was more pleasant than the very chilly reception she gave him. "What the fuck was so important that it kept you from home for the Thanksgiving holiday and missing the chance to see your son for the first time since August?" "Oh, Rachel, give me a break. I told you it was a business deal that my boss said only I could handle and had to be done last week. You realize that the US is the only country that celebrates Thanksg… 阅读更多内容

DeeDee had been contemplating how to get Beth together with her and Lance as naturally as possible, as if there was a "natural" way to create a threesome. Beth's makeover had been complete and she was barely recognizable to her former appearance. Even her demeanor, maybe even her personality, had gone through a transformation that made the original, prim, uptight principal unrecognizable to DeeDee compared to the person she now knew and with whom she had shared a bed. It was midway through the semester when the opportunity became clear to DeeDee. Lance was halfway through his first college sem… 阅读更多内容

Kenny and Rachel got home Friday afternoon after their shopping fuck and lunch fuck and did what anyone in their situation would do - strip off their clothes, showered together and got in bed. Any normal woman would have been totally fucked out by now regardless of whether she had been properly fucked in her bed or in the clothing store dressing room or the sidewalk cafe. But not Rachel. The riskiness of their previous two fucks and the intensity of her orgasms and the women who shared only slightly in her pleasure intensified the lust coursing through her veins. Kenny wasn't even fully erect… 阅读更多内容

It was only Thursday night and Kenny had already screwed his adoptive mother, Rachel, four times - once in the ass. His mind was swimming at all that had transpired in the past few hours. He had no idea where things might go from here, but he was hoping that it would be more of the same. He was already seriously thinking about a transfer to the city college so he could live at home. So many other things had to happen for that to work, however, and he knew he was thinking with the wrong head this early. He had fallen asleep with his mother snuggled against him. But when he woke up, she was no… 阅读更多内容

It was getting late in Kenny's first semester of college and it was time to take his Thanksgiving break and go home for a few days. His professors had been kind to him and his term papers were due before the holiday rather than ruining the holiday for him and having them due when he returned. It made the two weeks before the holiday hell, but he was mature enough to know it would be better all the way around in the long run. He had worked his ass off all semester to keep good or excellent grades. He knew his adoptive parents would not have accepted anything else. Even though he was getting alm… 阅读更多内容

The 40-something business man sat in hotel office chair at the desk in his hotel room. Staying warm in his room and wearing only his boxer briefs, he alternately looked at his laptop screen and out his fifth floor window at the blizzard that piling inch after inch of snow on the ground and then blowing it around in drifts that went half way of the first floor. He was pissed that he even had to make this trip. The blizzard was in the forecast, yet his boss insisted that he make the trip anyway because there were a number of critical meetings they needed to attend. And now the entire city had be… 阅读更多内容

The next morning, DeeDee was still perplexed at her sudden attraction to another female. Never in her life had she considered the idea of sex with a woman. And she still had no intention of giving up men. But she found herself distracted with the idea of seeing Beth again. She barely saw Lance off to his day at summer school and football workouts before her crotch got wet at the thought of Beth showing up for a shopping trip and, hopefully, another round or two on the bed. She didn't think 10 am would ever get there. Apparently Beth felt the same way. She was 20 minutes early and bounced alon… 阅读更多内容

Lance had fallen asleep on the sofa as he and DeeDee were watching TV. She arose from the sofa and moved him to a lying position and sat in a nearby chair. He had just started twice a day practices on the college football team and he was more exhausted than he was willing to admit. DeeDee turned off the TV and just sat there looking at him. Other than a pair of gym shorts, Lance wore nothing. But DeeDee wasn't looking at him with lust right now as much as she was just admiring his long, lean, muscular frame and the still-present youthful innocence on his face. She thought back to his/their pro… 阅读更多内容

Lance awoke the next morning curled up next to DeeDee, his arm around her and his body pressed against hers. She stirred at his movement and turned to face him, opening her eyes to meet his gaze. "Good morning," he said running his hands up and down her back. "Good morning," she said sleepily. "I guess I am going to have to get up and take you home. Your dad will wonder what happened to you." "I doubt he will worry too much. He knows where I am and he knows you are probably spoiling me with breakfast or something." "I prefer the "something" first and then the breakfast. How about you?" she… 阅读更多内容

Lance pulled up in front of his girlfriend's house just after lunch on a Saturday. It was a week before his senior prom and she had not responded to his texts and calls in more than a week. Wondering if everything was okay, he drove the 30 miles to the town in which she lived to talk. They had scheduled an afternoon date for today for her to help him with a few accessories to go with his tux for the prom and otherwise spend the afternoon and evening hanging out. She had spent the spring semester living with her dad halfway across the country because she wasn't getting along well with her mothe… 阅读更多内容

Kenny had spent at least three occasions fucking the house mother out of her mind before she finally told him her name - Candice - and that she went by Candi, as was often the nickname for those named Candice. She insisted that around the frat house, she be referred to as "mom" as was the custom at the house for many years and before she had shown up in the role. Once she had begun to trust Kenny with more than just a good, hot fucking, she opened up to him a bit more. She was a bit like peeling and onion. You had to take it one thin layer at a time. After he had just fucked her senseless on t… 阅读更多内容

The house mother had put up notes and told all the young men in the frat house that they would be having a guest in the house that night and that they should all remain fully clothed, for a change of pace, unless they were in their rooms. She also proceeded to inform them that she would also be staying for the night to see to any needs the guest might have. There was the usual amount of groaning from the residents about the need to step up their game for the evening. There would be no getting drunk, coming in late, running around naked. Essentially, in their minds there would be no fun at all… 阅读更多内容

Kenny was an 18 year old freshman at university and had joined a fraternity against his parents' wishes. He had been adopted as a baby by a fine, upstanding family, but they were strict about nearly everything from school performance to behavior in general and sex, especially. They were loving, but they were certainly a throwback to previous generations when it came to expectations of their c***dren. Still, he had very well all through his school years, finishing top in his class. He had never gotten into any kind of trouble, not even a tardy slip. He used all of those points to convince his p… 阅读更多内容

Diane and Mark spent more time than was probably necessary trying to figure out how to get his mother into a threesome with them. But Mark was worried that liking something in theory and being willing to actually follow through were two totally different issues. He and his mother had watched dozens of threesome videos as a prelude to fucking, just as they had watched dozens of cum shot videos before she would jerk him off. He knew his mother would get really hot and wet watching threesome videos, but didn't know if she could allow herself to participate in one. Diane reminded him that his moth… 阅读更多内容

Mark was beginning to make significant progress now with his driving. Once he had gotten the circumstances in the car at the time of his accident off his chest with Diane, he was able to begin concentrating and she had helped him realize that the accident had nothing to do with driving. Their time in the bedroom intensified as well since they didn't have to spend as much time on the driving instruction. One day, while out driving, Mark surprised Diane by taking her to the same parking garage she had suggested a quickie only to be rebuffed. Once he was parked in the best spot he thought possibl… 阅读更多内容

Diane and Mark continued their next two driving lessons much as they had their first. They would mix classroom work with driving instruction, mingled with at least one interlude of oral sex or masturbation culminating in a cum shot from Mark onto Diane's tits or face. In between appointments, Diane swayed back and forth between guilt and the giddiness of her sexual fantasies come true. She knew Mark enjoyed their encounters as much as she did, so there was no guilt associated with that. But she felt as if she had somehow fallen into an inescapable trap of not wanting to go back to her dreary e… 阅读更多内容

Diane Smith was a 30 year old single female. She lived alone, except for her cat, Mittens. She made a living as a contract loan processor about 30 hours a week and as a driving instructor for those who needed special instruction for various reasons. She was a quiet woman, kept to herself, but was also lonely. Other than running errands, her only occasions for getting out of the house were to instruct her driving students. She had stumbled into that job inadvertently when she went to the DMV to renew her license and saw a job posting for the role. With only a small amount of training, she was a… 阅读更多内容

It was a cold November Friday afternoon just outside of Chicago when Katherine's daughter called her from college in Wisconsin. "Mom, I can't get my car started so I can get home for the weekend. I am not sure what is wrong with it. I can't get it into the shop before tomorrow and may have to have it towed. Do you think you could come here for the weekend instead? I'd really like to see you and my friends have all left for the weekend to party one more time before we have to start getting ready for finals. It's going to be kind of lonely around here and I didn't go with them because you and I… 阅读更多内容

Jack was lying in bed ready to watch an old movie when his cell phone rang. It was 10:30 and he suspected before he picked up his phone that it was Erica. She was the only one who ever called him after 9 pm. He also suspected that he would be picking up the pieces left from another shattered ego after yet another boyfriend had dumped her for some lame-ass reason. He chose not to hit the play button and answer the call, even though he was not in the mood for providing a shoulder to cry on. It was Erica, alright. But as always, whether he felt like answering or not, he did. "Hi Erica, how are y… 阅读更多内容