Cheeks flushed, I adjust my glasses, trying to keep my composure. I’m still waiting for a reply from anyone, hoping against hope, despite years of experience, that one of my students might raise their hand for once. They say hope dies last. But, well, it...
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el_henke
10 hours ago
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Heteroflexible Cis Male, 34
Switzerland
Stories
The High Priestess fastened the belt on the youngling’s ritual robe. She let her pupil bring the dedicated dagger on a gold-ornate cushion and hooked it into the holster. She mumbled the re-run of the ritual for the umpteenth time with her innate verbose...
Sitting on the edge of the bed naked, I let my swollen eyes scan the room, not knowing what to look at yet desperate for something to hold on to, to give me answers. My gaze wanders over the trail of clothes I have discarded on the straightest way from th...
Memories Of Chloe
His ex-wife's niece insists on spending her summer vacation with him. He helps her get over her called-off engagement.“No way!” Daniel heard a familiar voice as he was filling his plate with appetizers from the copious buffet. “Dannyboy! What brings you here?” asked his former brother-in-law—the cool one, in his opinion, and the only person in that family still allowed t...
I swallow and gasp even before my throat is back in position when I remember where the glistening on her fingertip comes from. As if all it took for me to forget were the five seconds she deliberately took to transport the essence of her lust from her pus...
Flatmate Sex-Ed
Some boys just need pointers... whether they realize and want it or not.Sitting in his rattan chair, David was lazily scrolling through a comic book, chill music droning from his Telefunken ghettoblaster that predated himself by easily a decade (as the 'made in West Germany' label testified). These moments of careless idling...
(S)Punk Rock Show
...because punk rock, that's why!Ed blindly twisted the tuning peg of his bass’ E-string, thanking the audience for their support. He adjusted his cheap Mediterranean marketplace rip-off Ray-Bans and threw the guitarist—the Diva—an approving glance. As always on stage, he reminded himsel...
Penetration
Tied to the bed, he gets to watch.Carefully, I knot the silken blindfold behind your head. Sitting on your lap, I sit upright to overlook my preparations: your hands cuffed to the bedposts, arms open wide, the delicate fabric covering your primary sensory organ, the broad shoulders over y...
Receiving End
His wife makes him face his skeletons in the closet.At last, the ball gag was removed, leaving a rubbery feeling in Mark’s cheeks and teeth. The invasive sensation in his mouth was gone although it hadn’t hurt half as much as the butt plug being forcefully inserted into his anus. Moving his jaw in an attem...
In Other Words...
At the crack of dawn, so it begins...A soft, delicate poutexploring the contoursof the topological landscape. Once meticulously mapped,tender lips tiptoeing alongthe lush valley carved betweentwin mounts on the way to meettheir yearning counterparts. Hands now taking o’er the reconnaissancea...
I slam the car door shut and impatiently wait for the taxi driver to open the trunk. I know I’ve been bad company on the drive. Feels terrible. Lost in recollections, re-running the past few hours over and over in my head—a supposedly fleeting memory now...
Do you know those moments when your entire being is pushing you to test the boundaries, chase the excitement, explore these uncharted waters of unprecedented thrill? Let me just tell you that I have an innate talent of, sometimes deliberately, self-sabota...