It was an ordinary Tuesday in January. It was cold as hell outside, and I had tried flirting my way through all my classes that morning. The only subjects I was any good at in school were the ones involving numbers. The rest? Mediocre at best. So, every day I followed my older neighbor’s advice: When you suck at something at school, you need to bite your lower lip, look the teacher straight in the eyes, give them a wink,...

Written by Jamesremus and ffuktoy The classroom hummed with quiet focus—pens scratching, students lost in their work. My eyes lingered on my graded paper, red ink slashing across it like a fresh wound. Dread coiled in my gut, but beneath it, a strange heat burned. Mr. Landford’s presence loomed large, tugging at something raw and unspoken inside me. My fingers gripped the chair’s edge as his voice sliced through the still...

Dressing for work this morning, took on an unusual insanity. Emma had vacillated between dressing for her new sexual self, dressing to look professional, dressing conservatively to hide who she had become, or dressing to attract her friend Julee. The revelation that Julee, her best friend and elder mentor at school, was a dominant in a secret kink world was fascinating and frightening in equal measures. Which is probably...

I’m Maureen (32F) and have been happily married to my husband Alex (34M) for a little over two years, but we have been together for five years now. After spending some time being a lurker at LushStories, I decided to finally open my account to share some of my stories. I’m a high school teacher and my husband is a doctor. I’m 5’6”, weigh 139 pounds, and have been blessed with a bit of an hourglass shape. I am by no means...

Hot water fell from the shower head as steam rose from below to fill the room with a light haze. Matthew stood beneath the stream of hot water in the locker room shower. He rinsed the soap suds from the dark hair that covered his body. He ran his soft hands across his chest, over his belly, and down between his legs. His cock was stiff from the heat and the memories of his stimulating day. He was in one of the curtained s...

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...