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CFNM and The Lessons-23.
"This story is within The Lessons series as it occurs at Templeton, but to help persons find the themes they are interested in (and avoid themes that they dislike) I thought it best to provide a more explicit title. My thanks to Sack for the basic idea of this story; my apologies to him for any failure in not developing it well. I would like to warn that it does develop more slowly than my other stories. However, I do hope you still like it!"
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Miss Bixley taught Advanced Fashion Design at Templeton College (as well as an introductory fashion design, romance languages, and other fine arts courses). Throughout the year her students had worked with a variety of traditional garments: dresses, suits, slacks, and even lingerie. Lingerie was in fact one of the more popular studies, as there was always a strong market for new, fashionable feminine undergarments, and, admittedly, it was one of the assignments the students enjoyed the most.
“This story is within The Lessons series as it occurs at Templeton, but to help persons find the themes they are interested in (and avoid themes that they dislike) I thought it best to provide a more explicit title. My thanks to Sack for the basic idea of this story; my apologies to him for any failure in not developing it well. I would like to warn that it does develop more slowly than my other stories. However, I do hope you still like it!”
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Miss Bixley taught Advanced Fashion Design at Templeton College (as well as an introductory fashion design, romance languages, and other fine arts courses). Throughout the year her students had worked with a variety of traditional garments: dresses, suits, slacks, and even lingerie. Lingerie was in fact one of the more popular studies, as there was always a strong market for new, fashionable feminine undergarments, and, admittedly, it was one of the assignments the students enjoyed the most. Read more »
Teased beyond control, they took her again & again.
*Chapter 8: The Roofers*
I had been a property broker for several years now and was doing really well at it, I owned my own flat in North London and commuted to Leeds and Glasgow every week, staying in hotels, it was a hard hectic and rewarding life, and I had decided a long time ago that I was going to retire at 40.
My brother Mike was my accountant and one day told me about this big old house in Hertfordshire that he thought would be a good investment, anyway after a lot of discussion and arguing we finally bought the place, selling my flat in London.
*Chapter 8: The Roofers*
I had been a property broker for several years now and was doing really well at it, I owned my own flat in North London and commuted to Leeds and Glasgow every week, staying in hotels, it was a hard hectic and rewarding life, and I had decided a long time ago that I was going to retire at 40.
My brother Mike was my accountant and one day told me about this big old house in Hertfordshire that he thought would be a good investment, anyway after a lot of discussion and arguing we finally bought the place, selling my flat in London. Read more »
Ellie is watching them.
When I first met Ellie, I remember thinking to myself "My god that woman has some legs!" I was instantly attracted, but as I was with my other half and we had a wonderful relationship anyway, that was all it ever was. Well, that and a few covertly sexual and suggestive moments thrown in here and there just to make it interesting. But because I was in love and would never cheat, an under the radar flirtation was all it would ever be for me.
To be honest, I don't even know if Ellie ever realised how I would tease her. I liked to do it because I liked to see her get all flustered and I loved the pretty little flush that would heat up her face as she scrambled to get away from me so she'd wouldn't let on what she felt.
When I first met Ellie, I remember thinking to myself “My god that woman has some legs!” I was instantly attracted, but as I was with my other half and we had a wonderful relationship anyway, that was all it ever was. Well, that and a few covertly sexual and suggestive moments thrown in here and there just to make it interesting. But because I was in love and would never cheat, an under the radar flirtation was all it would ever be for me.
To be honest, I don’t even know if Ellie ever realised how I would tease her. I liked to do it because I liked to see her get all flustered and I loved the pretty little flush that would heat up her face as she scrambled to get away from me so she’d wouldn’t let on what she felt. Read more »
Extreme acts from sexy housewife.
A holiday is meant to be restful so Jean suggested they should take time to do the things other people do. Saturday and Sunday afternoon were spent visiting historic sites and enjoying the local amenities. The Asian boy may be keener to see them again if he was made to wait, Jean reasoned. Either that, she said to herself, or after having had chance to reflect would have gone off the idea altogether. It didn"t matter which but there was a certain interest and it would be quite disappointing not to get the chance to visit the restaurant.
A holiday is meant to be restful so Jean suggested they should take time to do the things other people do. Saturday and Sunday afternoon were spent visiting historic sites and enjoying the local amenities. The Asian boy may be keener to see them again if he was made to wait, Jean reasoned. Either that, she said to herself, or after having had chance to reflect would have gone off the idea altogether. It didn”t matter which but there was a certain interest and it would be quite disappointing not to get the chance to visit the restaurant. Read more »
Anna plays hide and seek at the mall.
I was exhausted after our little floor display, but Helen was as accommodating as ever. She modeled an entire line of seductive clothing for me, demonstrating each outfit"s unique advantages as I lounged in a chair opposite the mirrors. The show collection, she called it. Dang, but the woman sure knew how to sell a body.
I came home from the clothes boutique with an armful of fabulous outfits. The shopping trip hit my pocketbook harder than I could really afford even with the discounts Helen gave me, but it was worth every penny, yes indeed.
I was exhausted after our little floor display, but Helen was as accommodating as ever. She modeled an entire line of seductive clothing for me, demonstrating each outfit”s unique advantages as I lounged in a chair opposite the mirrors. The show collection, she called it. Dang, but the woman sure knew how to sell a body.
I came home from the clothes boutique with an armful of fabulous outfits. The shopping trip hit my pocketbook harder than I could really afford even with the discounts Helen gave me, but it was worth every penny, yes indeed. Read more »
Her first visit to a swing club.
"The following is a true story and although some of the details may be a little different than what really happened (my memory is not that good), on the whole, the story is true and I have written it to be as close to what really happened as possible. Also, all parties indicated in the story were at least 18 at the time of the events."
Temporary insanity. There is no other way to describe what I had just done. Not only was I in what seemed like the most sinful and perverted Sodom and Gomorrah place I had ever heard of, but there I was, sitting on a chair, completely naked, legs spread wide apart, my friend John holding one of my legs up, putting everything I had in full view of probably 25 people in the middle of a room all looking down on me with lust in their eyes and grins. Jill was in front of me on the floor leaning back on her hands with a big blushed grin on her face, legs spread apart as if she loved every second of the attention and as if she had done this a thousand times.
“The following is a true story and although some of the details may be a little different than what really happened (my memory is not that good), on the whole, the story is true and I have written it to be as close to what really happened as possible. Also, all parties indicated in the story were at least 18 at the time of the events.”
Temporary insanity. There is no other way to describe what I had just done. Not only was I in what seemed like the most sinful and perverted Sodom and Gomorrah place I had ever heard of, but there I was, sitting on a chair, completely naked, legs spread wide apart, my friend John holding one of my legs up, putting everything I had in full view of probably 25 people in the middle of a room all looking down on me with lust in their eyes and grins. Jill was in front of me on the floor leaning back on her hands with a big blushed grin on her face, legs spread apart as if she loved every second of the attention and as if she had done this a thousand times. Read more »
The girls bring party home from the club.
*Chapter 8: The Girls Come Back*
Then I gave them their next assignment. They were each to bring 3 men back to my house for the night. The looked a little surprised and wary about this assignment, but went off to talk some of the guys they'd been making out with into coming back to party.
Once they had rounded up 6 guys, we went out to the cars. Megan and Kerry each rode with a couple of the guys and we all caravanned back to my place. I saw Megan in the back seat with one of the guys and her dress was practically off. Her breasts were entirely out and the guy next to her was making good use of the situation from what I could see.
*Chapter 8: The Girls Come Back*
Then I gave them their next assignment. They were each to bring 3 men back to my house for the night. The looked a little surprised and wary about this assignment, but went off to talk some of the guys they’d been making out with into coming back to party.
Once they had rounded up 6 guys, we went out to the cars. Megan and Kerry each rode with a couple of the guys and we all caravanned back to my place. I saw Megan in the back seat with one of the guys and her dress was practically off. Her breasts were entirely out and the guy next to her was making good use of the situation from what I could see. Read more »
Rainy day leads to a painted lady.
Our most recent adventure, that involving Sharon interrupting our Sunday morning play, had been spontaneous and unexpected. I loved how Katie and I were getting to the point where we could just go with the flow and know pretty much what the other's thoughts were about what was happening. There was no jealousy nor was there a fear that the other was jealous. In a lot of ways, it felt good that Katie was just as quick to expose me as I was to expose her. Letting Sharon masturbate me was a bit more than I could have expected considering that we had a rule against people touching Katie during our adventures, but Larry had hugged Katie on two occasions that she was completely naked and gotten in some good fondling. Believe me, it wasn't something that I was going to argue about!
Our most recent adventure, that involving Sharon interrupting our Sunday morning play, had been spontaneous and unexpected. I loved how Katie and I were getting to the point where we could just go with the flow and know pretty much what the other’s thoughts were about what was happening. There was no jealousy nor was there a fear that the other was jealous. In a lot of ways, it felt good that Katie was just as quick to expose me as I was to expose her. Letting Sharon masturbate me was a bit more than I could have expected considering that we had a rule against people touching Katie during our adventures, but Larry had hugged Katie on two occasions that she was completely naked and gotten in some good fondling. Believe me, it wasn’t something that I was going to argue about! Read more »
Beautiful & clever, Anita excels at driving men crazy.
"Ummmm – is it noon already?" Anita's hand found the alarm clock on the nightstand next to her bed and switched it off. She turned over and lay on her back, stretching luxuriously.
Sunlight was streaming through the windows, brightly illuminating the white sheet that covered her nude body. Her blonde hair was spread out on the pillow around her pretty face, a single strand lying across her lips. She brushed it aside as she yawned, smiling at what promised to be a fine day. As she lifted her arms above her head, the top of the sheet slid down, revealing the twin globes of her large, cream-white breasts, with their erect rosebud nipples. She swept the sheet to the side, and gazed approvingly down at her body. Anita was proud of her tempting figure, and took a sensual delight in it. Sighing contently, she closed her eyes and ran her hands languorously over her voluptuous curves: first cupping her full breasts and pinching her nipples gently (which brought forth an involuntary moan of pleasure), then moving down over her flat stomach to caress the graceful sweep of her hips, finally reaching between her parted legs to brush the inside of her thighs lightly, slowly drawing her fingertips up to tantalize the cleft of her girlish vulva, pouting under delicate silken wisps of fair hair. Unable to resist, she placed a fingertip at the top of her slit and rubbed gently in little circles, exciting the little nub of pleasure nestled inside. She was tempted to bring herself to orgasm, but resisted – a little tease was enough to start the day, and it filled her with a pleasant erotic glow.
“Ummmm – is it noon already?” Anita’s hand found the alarm clock on the nightstand next to her bed and switched it off. She turned over and lay on her back, stretching luxuriously.
Sunlight was streaming through the windows, brightly illuminating the white sheet that covered her nude body. Her blonde hair was spread out on the pillow around her pretty face, a single strand lying across her lips. She brushed it aside as she yawned, smiling at what promised to be a fine day. As she lifted her arms above her head, the top of the sheet slid down, revealing the twin globes of her large, cream-white breasts, with their erect rosebud nipples. She swept the sheet to the side, and gazed approvingly down at her body. Anita was proud of her tempting figure, and took a sensual delight in it. Sighing contently, she closed her eyes and ran her hands languorously over her voluptuous curves: first cupping her full breasts and pinching her nipples gently (which brought forth an involuntary moan of pleasure), then moving down over her flat stomach to caress the graceful sweep of her hips, finally reaching between her parted legs to brush the inside of her thighs lightly, slowly drawing her fingertips up to tantalize the cleft of her girlish vulva, pouting under delicate silken wisps of fair hair. Unable to resist, she placed a fingertip at the top of her slit and rubbed gently in little circles, exciting the little nub of pleasure nestled inside. She was tempted to bring herself to orgasm, but resisted – a little tease was enough to start the day, and it filled her with a pleasant erotic glow. Read more »
