Todd Bittle was an eighteen-year-old, in his last year of high school, about to graduate. He was also the captain of the school's basketball team. He had always been straight and had lots of girlfriends, but the arrival of the new guy, Wes Pope, had him question his sexuality. It was after basketball practice after school when Todd was in the showers of the men's locker rooms that he heard someone turn on the shower besid...

This story started many years ago as a sixteen-year-old teen without even knowing it. It all started the night I was on a date with Bobby Jennings. Bobby took me parking after our movie date. I didn't stop him as we kissed, and Bobby's hands moved to my tits. It was the first anyone touched my tits besides me, and I must confess I enjoyed it. It didn't take Bobby long to unbutton my shirt and get my tits out of my bra. On...

Victoria stood in the deserted 3rd floor hallway staring at her history teacher’s office door name plate; the grade 11 catholic schoolgirl hesitated at a threshold she knew would be wrong to cross. I don’t have a choice…right? With a deep breath and eyes closed momentarily to block out the warning sign directly in front, she knocked and quickly entered before losing the nerve to do so. “Ah, Victoria. Please come in and st...

-02: Dr. Johnson- After a week of daily meetings with him, I started to think that the initial meeting was just to catch me off guard. Dr. Johnson was professional, warm, and insightful about my stresses and tension. When I arrived after my evening class on the following Thursday, however, something seemed different. Maybe it was that we had never met so late in the evening, the hallways completely empty. But I think what...

-00- You can call me Penny. I go by many names, but this is the one I’ve chosen for this set of stories. Stories of me, my life, my desires. My encounters. I wouldn’t call myself a ‘sub’, per se. I’m sure I fall under the BDSM category of kinky lifestyle, but I guess you need to understand that I’m different from other submissives. My turn-on is bondage itself. Not necessarily the sex, the submission, the dominance. It’s...

My name is Darren Overstreet, a twenty-year-old guy attending McKingley College in Lima, Ohio. I was on the football team; I dated a few girls from the glee club, which the rest of the school thinks is a huge joke. But I love singing and performing so I ignore it. But I also made a shocking discovery about myself and sexuality. It happened a few weeks ago when I was with my bro, my best friend, Sam Anderson, and we’d step...

Chapter 5: After Irmgard’s return from her holiday in Majorca, Stefan had only a fortnight left in Saarbruecken. Worse, in the first week, he had to attend a conference in Frankfurt for three working days. So, they saw each other only once. Irmgard was in almost exaggeratedly high spirits, beautifully tanned from the Mediterranean sunshine. When she stripped, the pale contour of brief bikini pants showed off the only part...

Chapter 4: Stefan spent the winter trimester productively but, regarding any sexual adventures, uneventfully in Tübingen. Although he had Irmgard’s phone number, he had decided not to ring. Despite his wish to continue his relationship, Stefan did not feel entitled to hold Irmgard captive. Also, he did not rush back to Saarbruecken. Over Easter, Stefan spent ten days with friends in Provence. He returned to Saarbruecken f...

Chapter3: Irmgard and Stefan’s relationship began in late September. Until Christmas, Irmgard continued to spend some sex-filled hours with Stefan at least twice a week, whenever he was in Saarbruecken. Except on two occasions, they did not go out with each other. Irmgard’s weekends were reserved not only for time with her son, but with her continuing, everyday social life, which Stefan neither could nor wanted to share....

Chapter 2: Stefan and Irmgard had made no date. Of course, both knew that they could meet each other as 'regulars' in Liesl's café. Stefan was sorely tempted to go the following evening but stayed back to work on his lectures. Wednesday night, however, he could no longer resist. Settled down at the corner table well before ten, with a beer and one of Liesl's famous sandwiches, Stefan wondered what it would feel like if Ir...

Chapter 1: For the first three months and the last three months of study leave, Stefan Blatt was based at the University of the Saarland in Saarbruecken. The accommodation provided for him was in the University's guest-house. It was surrounded by a park-like forest, a ten-minute stroll from the university campus. This studio apartment became for Stefan his home base for most of his year in Germany. When Stefan and Irmgard...

“Spectacular is high praise, but I will take it.”“Ladies, wasn’t Amber marvelous?” Standing next to me near the mirrored wall in the front of the studio, Rhonda applauded, which sparked a round of cheers from the other six dancers in the room.I held up my hands, slightly abashed by the praise. “I’m not an expert on the pole like Rhonda here, but I do hope I showed you how to release your sensuality through your performanc...