The announcement of a school skiing trip wasn't that appealing to me. I found the skiing on TV quite boring, but the opportunity to fly (my first time), and visit other countries (France, my only overseas experience) was too good a chance to miss. And so it was, that I climbed aboard my first airplane at Luton airport, bound for Munich, and thence to a small village just outside Innsbruck in the Austrian Tyrol. We arrived...

My cell phone rang on my way to my morning class. It was Jane. “Hi, Donny. You coming over tonight?” “Of course,” I said. “I have to study, and, well, I have to jerk off, too, you know.” “Great! I just wanted to let you know what tonight’s theme will be, so you’d be ready.” Jane and I were Beat-Off Buddies, you see. We never had sex with each other, or even kissed or touched each other or anything. My girlfriend, Donna, g...

The ménage à trios I'd had with Marsha and her lover kept my mind occupied for several days as I went through the motions of lecturing to my classes and keeping myself busy with work and other things not involving sex. I still had a sex craving; I still wanted to experience every cock and, after Marsha, every pussy I could. But I was becoming more and more aware that I had become addicted to sex. If I didn't get my sexual...

I dropped my backpack on the empty desk in Jane and Britney's dorm room. Britney never used it. She was always out whoring around all over campus. "Do you have a lot of studying to do tonight?" asked Jane. She was standing across the room from me in her usual study outfit: a long floppy t-shirt, shorts, and her sexy librarian glasses. She was barefoot, and her toenails were as bright red as her fingernails. Her long, thic...

Jane was sitting on her dorm room bed, naked, furiously rubbing her clit with her middle finger. Her perky breasts were jiggling on her chest, and her pussy was glistening with her moist juices. Her gaze was focused: she was staring across the room at my erect cock. I was sitting on the other dorm bed, also naked, and stroking my stiff dick with one hand while squeezing my balls with the other. My eyes were glued to Jane'...

In the morning, Nyoka had a fantasy dream. Her party of adventurers almost made it to the Demon King's castle, but the final encounter proved too difficult. The demons had killed all the party members except Nyoka, and they grabbed her, tore off her clothes, and laughingly set about gangbanging her. The first demon thrust his huge dick into her pussy. Nyoka screamed, writhing in his hands, but instead of pain, she felt sh...

"No! Not in my pussy! I told you." "Awe, c'mon, Jill," I whined, standing there naked, my cock stiff and throbbing. "I'm horny! And besides, I love you." Still lying on her back on the spartan dorm room bed, Jill clamped her knees together and hugged them to her naked chest. "You don't love me. You just want to fuck me." "What's the difference?" I asked, waggling my hot pink prick at her. "Look at this thing! How can you...

If there’s one thing that can throw sound judgment out the window, it’s having the best sex of your life, with the hottest woman you’ve ever been with. That’s the only explanation that I have for inviting Monica to come and spend the weekend at my place. It was too late to change my mind now as she was already on her way over. Not that I wanted to change my mind anyway. I was as nervous as I was excited, wondering if I’d...

As dawn broke, Victoria Wesley stirred from her slumber, the first rays of sunlight peeking through the cracks of the window blinds. As her gaze settled on her husband's sleeping face, a fond smile tugged at the corners of her lips. They had shared a remarkable journey—a union built upon love, understanding, and countless cherished memories. Victoria's mind wandered back to their wedding day, twelve years ago, when their...

The morning after my office encounter with Monica, reality began to set in. The day before I was still riding high from the thrill of it all, but the next day my mind was filled with all of the possible consequences and deep fear crept over me. If anyone ever found out about what happened, I’d not only lose my job but my entire career. If I got fired for having an affair with a student, no other school would ever hire me....

“Professor Stevens?” I looked up from my desk and towards the open door to my office. Standing in the doorway was a student of mine, a girl named Monica who’d been in a few of my classes over the last few years. I usually hated it when students came by right as office hours were about to end and I was getting ready to leave for the day, but it was always good to see Monica. “Come in, Monica, have a seat. What can I help y...