Janet John Sex Education
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customers pawing at you all night every night?" "I got pawed at my last job, so there won't be a problem here. I really need the money. So do I have the job?" "I called your former employer and she spoke highly of you. She was sorry to see you go. I checked over your references and based on the interview we had last week I think you will fit in nicely." "You have the job but only IF and I do mean IF you survive the training I have set up for tonight. Be here at 8pm...
Slowly, Sherry and I begin to become more than just friends. Sex is off limits because neither of us want the possibility of a child, STD's, etc. She has no problem visiting me and I am still getting used to her place. Hardly anyone shows up at my house unannounced, while a few of her pals still drop in when they feel like it or if they are invited. Sherry or one of her bitches will ask me which panty I have on and I reply with the correct information, causing much laughter. I am more than...
HumorAs you can tell from my other stories, I love big girls and sluts. I write about some of the slutty things my past and present girlfriends do or have done. One time, for a few months, 2 of them became friends which was pretty scary! But it turned out pretty cool.I was living in a 2 bedroom apartment with my girlfriend Sherry, a sweet, VERY pretty, BBW. Sherry was plump, with short brown hair, and 40D tits. Sherry's big talent was she was a squirter, she squirted lots of juice when she came, and...
Jake heard the front door open, followed by two voices raised in loud, drunken laughter. He shook his head and rolled his eyes. At least somebody is having fun on a Friday night. Despite having broken up with his girlfriend almost a month earlier, he was in no hurry to get back into the game. Work and classes cut into his time, and he remembered all too well how hectic it had been the last time he was trying to find someone. With a few promising conversations going on the dating site he’d...
MILFSherry was a 36-year-old hottie, she had a big rack (40e) a tight ass and long blond hair. She was married , her husband worked at a warehouse as a supervisor on the night shift most times, he didn’t get home till 9 or 10 am this played havoc with her sex life. Many times, she would go for months without sex, she was always in a foul mood. Several of her girlfriends whose husbands also worked at the plant seem to be in the same mood as her except for one. Oliva or Liv to her friends she always...
Days turn into weeks and weeks turn into months... As time marches on, Sherry and I see each other more often and our notes at the stores are replaced with the usual conversation of a customer and associate. On weekends, she stops by my place and we talk, watch TV or do whatever is on the agenda. My co-workers and assorted friends understand that there is now a woman in the mix and to call ahead in case they want to stop by. Gone are the days where people could just drop in unannounced. There...
HumorShe wouldn't meet my eyes as I set her breakfast down in front of her and I couldn't say that I blamed her. There was no excuse for what I had been doing to her over the past week and I truth I probably should be castrated and then horse whipped for what I had done to her the night before. I knew why I had done it, but that didn't excuse it. She had done nothing to deserve what I'd done to her. Her only sin is that she looked like her mother. My marriage to Mary Beth lasted a little over...
It was 1984, and a beautiful early fall day in Southern Oregon, and Mary (my wife) had asked me to get a few things from the glorified junk shop that was about two blocks from our home. I had finished my shopping and gotten into the checkout line when I realized that the young lady in front of me was someone that we hadn't seen for several years. I tapped her shoulder and said, "Hi Sherry, where have you been hiding?". "I've been living down in Humbolt County for the past three years,...
This is a work of fiction intended to entertain and nothing more. It is contain cross dressing as well as sexual intercourse. I would love a thumbs up if you enjoy the story, it encourages me to continue writing.“We are like clay when we are young,” Louise said, “and our life’s experiences mold us into a shape in our young impressionable years.”“I am so sorry,” I said as she looked at me standing in her bedroom wearing her full slip. What she hadn’t noticed at this point was the fact that I was...
Jake heard the front door open, followed by two voices raised in loud, drunken laughter. He shook his head and rolled his eyes. At least somebody is having fun on a Friday night. Despite having broken up with his girlfriend almost a month earlier, he was in no hurry to get back into the game. Work and classes cut into his time, and he remembered all too well how hectic it had been the last time he was trying to find someone. With a few promising conversations going on the dating site he'd...
The one thing I like about my group of friends here in Dubuque, is that there is a lot of variety. Young and old, short and tall, fat and skinny, busty and flat-chested, blondes, brunettes, redheads and even a few with gray hair. I'm more into personalities than appearances, but I will say that most of my friends are pretty nice in both departments.My friend Sherry would fall into the skinny category. The athletic brunette has been pretty slim for as long as I can remember, which spans at least...
what I am narrating today is not a story to read but 1 year (2013-2014) of what I went through in my life, that I spent in Kota. Yes! Kota, The Education hub of India.Well, as it is not a story but an incident of my life so it’s not going to be cut short. So please be patient and read along and try to imagine yourself in my place so that you can understand what I’ve gone through. This story is going to be divided into some parts as it is a long story. So I’ll wait for your precious feedback for...
Hello, everyone, this is Sagar. Currently, I am 23 years old and what I am narrating today is not a story to read but 1 year (2013-2014) of what I went through in my life, that I spent in Kota. Yes! Kota, The Education hub of India. Well, as it is not a story but an incident of my life so it’s not going to be cut short. So please be patient and read along and try to imagine yourself in my place so that you can understand what I’ve gone through. This story is going to be divided into some parts...
I couldn’t believe how lucky I got when my sister-in-law Sherry came to visit her sister (my wife, Cara). Sherry’s single and Cara is her only sister. I was feeling a little down at the time as I was unemployed and upset with myself for allowing myself to get out of shape and pack on some extra pounds. One morning while Cara was at work, I was lounging around on the living room sofa in a t-shirt and shorts when Sherry came into the room wearing gym shots and a t-shirt,...
I hate to fly. Well not hate really but more of being apprehensive having once been shot down when flying over Viet Nam. I was only there on behalf of my newspaper, me being a journalist, looking for some inside stories from some of the men fighting out there. I had boarded a Grumman OV-1 Mohawk that was going out on a photographic mission along with two other journalists plus the crew. We had taken off from Da Nang and flew north. We were not that far really over North Viet Nam when we were...
IntroductionsI like thinking of Janet in sensual ways. I like seeing her in sexy clothes. I like watching her flirt on the phone or at the store. I like watching her brush her hair, put on her make-up, primp as she gets ready for a date. I like the look and feel or her soft, smooth, sexy pussy. I like the shape, contour, sight, and feel of her tits. I like the distinct color of her areolas and the firmness of her nipples as they rise prominently from her breasts. I like thinking of her...
the desk, a pitcher of coffee in front of her, a pile of Journals there as well. The television set was tuned to the financial channel, and Janet watched dumbly as the ticker scrolled across the screen. 'I've lost,' Janet thought to herself, 'it's the end.' Now there was nothing to do except watch the clock tick away her last few remaining hours of freedom until the meeting with Blanca in Manhattan, which would decide who would inherit Erica's estate. Just...
days got longer. Winter coats were shed for lighter spring ones, then finally for jackets and even going without. The heavy clothing of winter was gradually being replaced as the seasons changed, and Janet watched as the trendy women of Greenwich wore the newest fashions that season. But not Janet, who would wear either a full blouse or dress, in order to conceal the scars on her back. Unlike the scarlet letter of colonial times, Janet wore hers on her back, and it was...
sleeping in Erica's bedroom now for months, and fortunately Tiffany had not made an issue of it. But it still felt strange sleeping in Erica's bed, wearing her clothes, and living her life. It had been six months since her death last summer, and the time had gone by quickly. She rose from bed, and decided not to go through the ritual of having Tina bathe and dress her. It was a nice luxury, to be sure. And she often enjoyed it. But not everyday, and she wasn't a...
grown up in NY and spent their entire life in the shadows of Manhattan's skyscrapers, Janet missed the city greatly. But now, on board the Metro-North train, she wondered if coming into the city had been a good idea after all. In her purse were the things that she had collected. That Erica owned stock in her former employer's company. The empty envelope that Janet had found from her employer to Erica. The letter that she had found in Erica's computer directing them...
The following weekend, Janet had her usual date with Mistress Erica. After her time with Stephanie, she wondered how she would feel about seeing her original Mistress again. There was no doubt that she had an exciting time with Stephanie. What could she say about a three-week period in which she had been treated as a slave girl, then given the opportunity to dominate another slave girl? In all of her time so far, she had never had such an interesting and painful time. ...
Janet Davis sat her desk at her job in Manhattan. It had been a two weeks since Erica's death and a week since she had returned to work. Chewing on a pencil, her mind kept returning to the events of the past two weeks. She had returned to work to partially continue her familiar life. Tiffany, however, had quit her job immediately. So Janet arose each morning and took a different train into the city, resuming her job as a secretary. While there was some gossip about...
When the limo left her in front of Erica's house one weekend, Janet was eagerly looking forward to seeing Erica. Over the past few weeks, Erica had been placing her in more stringent and difficult bondage positions. In addition, the Mistress had been punishing her in many more different ways. Janet had learned the cat and the flogger, and had been able to stand many more strokes than she had before. She was pleased that Erica had also decided to use her in the bedroom as...
through Friday, she worked at her job and lived normally. She worked, shopped, did laundry. She refused the advances on men at her job, and stopped socializing with her female friends. Gradually, she acquired the nickname of Ice Queen. When Friday came, she couldn't wait for the arrival of the limo to take her to Mistress Erica for her bondage session. Little could her co-workers imagine just what she was doing on her time off. Normally, they would all go out for happy...
After her first weekend with Mistress Erica, she had been given a strange looking ring that had a chain around it's entire circumference. Janet had slipped the ring on her index finger, where Erica had ordered. From Monday through Friday she worked at her regular job in NY as a secretary. On Friday night, however, when most people were looking forward to a normal weekend Janet would be preparing for something quite different. She would shower and clean up, shave her legs and...
had slept deeply in her jail cell, and so had Tiffany. Janet had rolled over bed, finally coming awake. Abruptly she realized where she was and what she had seen the previous night. Janet felt the collar around her neck, and the chain leading to the wall. Just for emphasis she pulled on the chain which had no effect. There was nothing that a naked girl could do against the implacable nature of steel. "Good morning," greeted Tiffany as she stretched her arms and rubbed...
sleep at all that night. It was not the traffic or anything in particular that was keeping her awake. Rather, it was just a feeling that something was wrong. She had tried everything to get to sleep, even taking a pill. But nothing had worked, and the digital clock by her bed mocked her as it recorded the passing of time. It had already been one weekend since she had last seen Mistress Erica and Andrea. Janet had suddenly realized just how much she missed being a slave...
Janet Davis sat her desk at her job in Manhattan. It had been a two weeks since Erica's death and a week since she had returned to work. Chewing on a pencil, her mind kept returning to the events of the past two weeks. She had returned to work to partially continue her familiar life. Tiffany, however, had quit her job immediately. So Janet arose each morning and took a different train into the city, resuming her job as a secretary. While there was some gossip about her weeklong absence, it...
Spring was giving way to summer, and the heat had begun to increase as the days got longer. Winter coats were shed for lighter spring ones, then finally for jackets and even going without. The heavy clothing of winter was gradually being replaced as the seasons changed, and Janet watched as the trendy women of Greenwich wore the newest fashions that season. But not Janet, who would wear either a full blouse or dress, in order to conceal the scars on her back. Unlike the scarlet letter of...
Janet looked outside her bedroom window at the dark winter sky. She had been sleeping in Erica's bedroom now for months, and fortunately Tiffany had not made an issue of it. But it still felt strange sleeping in Erica's bed, wearing her clothes, and living her life. It had been six months since her death last summer, and the time had gone by quickly. She rose from bed, and decided not to go through the ritual of having Tina bathe and dress her. It was a nice luxury, to be sure. And she...
It had been months since Janet had traveled to New York. For someone who had grown up in NY and spent their entire life in the shadows of Manhattan's skyscrapers, Janet missed the city greatly. But now, on board the Metro-North train, she wondered if coming into the city had been a good idea after all. In her purse were the things that she had collected. That Erica owned stock in her former employer's company. The empty envelope that Janet had found from her employer to Erica. The letter...
The following weekend, Janet had her usual date with Mistress Erica. After her time with Stephanie, she wondered how she would feel about seeing her original Mistress again. There was no doubt that she had an exciting time with Stephanie. What could she say about a three-week period in which she had been treated as a slave girl, then given the opportunity to dominate another slave girl? In all of her time so far, she had never had such an interesting and painful time. She rubbed her new...
Chapter 1Janet escapes the massage parlor, only to be quickly reunited with her seductress when Sherri, the masseuse, returns her lost bra. Hubby is still out of town and the two women end up in bed together, each finding something new in their sex. This is the third part of the "Janet" series; although this story stands well on its own, you may want to read "Janet gets Lucky" and "Janet Gets a Massage" first to better understand the characters. (FF, b**st)Janet arrived home after rushing...
When the limo left her in front of Erica's house one weekend, Janet was eagerly looking forward to seeing Erica. Over the past few weeks, Erica had been placing her in more stringent and difficult bondage positions. In addition, the Mistress had been punishing her in many more different ways. Janet had learned the cat and the flogger, and had been able to stand many more strokes than she had before. She was pleased that Erica had also decided to use her in the bedroom as well, and she had...
Time passed as Janet continued to lead her highly unusual life. From Monday through Friday, she worked at her job and lived normally. She worked, shopped, did laundry. She refused the advances on men at her job, and stopped socializing with her female friends. Gradually, she acquired the nickname of Ice Queen. When Friday came, she couldn't wait for the arrival of the limo to take her to Mistress Erica for her bondage session. Little could her co-workers imagine just what she was doing on...
Sally Belmar was going to pay a visit. Janet had known Sally for a long time, and at their last meeting, her friend had said that she was going to make a special proposal to her. That previous evening, the two women had gotten drunk together, and Janet had admitted that she had been rather dissatisfied with her sex life. Sally had listened to her friend's complaint intently, nodding with each point that her friend had made. Afterwards, Sally said that she would be able to offer a...
This is my first attempt at writing anything besides my name. Thanks. Sherry By Dr. R.J. Packard A man was sick and tired of staying home every day while his wife, a senior vice president at a corporate travel company went off to her successful career. He wanted her to see what he went through so he prayed: Dear Lord: I stay at home every day and put in 12 hours while my wife complains about the 8 hours she spends at her great job. I want her to know what I...
It was at a party. I was wearing a long gown, a red tube dress. The fabric has a somewhat soft and silky look and it followed the shape of my body in a loose fitting manner. I saw Mike. We’ve been friends for years. He’s quite good looking and we flirt occasionally but things never get serious. He motioned for me to go over to where he was. I walked towards him. He was with a group of men around the same age as he is. They were by the corner of the wall. “Everyone, this is Sherry,” he said to...
Drunk sexFor the next few months, Janet's life took on a strange double existence. After her first weekend with Mistress Erica, she had been given a strange looking ring that had a chain around it's entire circumference. Janet had slipped the ring on her index finger, where Erica had ordered. From Monday through Friday she worked at her regular job in NY as a secretary. On Friday night, however, when most people were looking forward to a normal weekend Janet would be preparing for something quite...
It was 9am on the day of the funeral, George had passed away suddenly and unexpectedly of a heart attack. He left behind his wife Janet and 3 young children. George had run a local business home improvement business before his passing. He had done what seemed quite well for himself owning a large house and always driving the newest model car, very few people knew he was leverage to the hilt.. Janet was only 37, she was a stay-at-home mom who had always led the easy life due to George’s...
The next day's beginning could not have been more surprising for Janet. She had slept deeply in her jail cell, and so had Tiffany. Janet had rolled over bed, finally coming awake. Abruptly she realized where she was and what she had seen the previous night. Janet felt the collar around her neck, and the chain leading to the wall. Just for emphasis she pulled on the chain which had no effect. There was nothing that a naked girl could do against the implacable nature of steel. "Good...
Janet Davis turned uneasily in her bed, as she had not been able to get any sleep at all that night. It was not the traffic or anything in particular that was keeping her awake. Rather, it was just a feeling that something was wrong. She had tried everything to get to sleep, even taking a pill. But nothing had worked, and the digital clock by her bed mocked her as it recorded the passing of time. It had already been one weekend since she had last seen Mistress Erica and Andrea. Janet had...
Carl and Janet were both in their fifties and had been married over thirty years. As difficult as it may be to believe, Janet had remained a virgin until her wedding night. Both of them had remained faithful to each other during their entire marriage. They have always had a strong sex life together.Janet was a very conservative, modest woman. She never wore any risqué clothing in public, made sure her dresses or skits were not too short and never displayed her ample cleavage. She was a very...
Wife LoversIt’s Friday, I always look forward to Fridays, well not so much Fridays but Friday nights. Friday nights are camera night. Janet normally poses for me in different dresses and sometimes, if I’m lucky she may show some leg above her knee. Once I caught a glimpse of stocking top but I wasn’t quick enough to catch it on camera. On several occasions I have captured the view down on her cleavage when she has bent over but this is the closest I have ever come to taking a picture of her body apart...
Introduction: Be careful what you ask for, you just might get it. Part I Charlie and Janet had been married three years and they were a fun loving couple who enjoyed living life to its fullest. He was a successful business-to-business salesman for a local company and she was a loan closer for a large Texas regional bank. They purchased a home less than a year after they married in a suburb west of Dallas six miles from DFW International Airport. They were industrious and worked hard and...
It was just about here, just as you turn left from Main Road and into Parkmoor Drive, and just about this time of the morning last week that the phone rang. I normally don’t bother with answering the mobile when I’m driving – too much chance of getting pulled over by the boys in blue. But like most of the roads on the Ridgemount Estate, Parkmoor Drive is very wide and with very expensive houses. So there was no problem with finding somewhere to park, retrieve the phone and take the call. At...
*** Part 1 ***My wife and I have been married for nearly fifteen years. Having been together for so long, it's becoming quite challenging to come up with original gift ideas for birthdays and such. So this year when her birthday rolled around, instead of buying her something that would just end up on a shelf, or in a box that I'd have to move later, I got her a gift-certificate for a massage. I didn't know it at the time, but that decision would change our lives forever.Before I get into our...
18 year old girl home from college for the Summer finds her Summer love in the arms of an older woman. Single and living in a new town without your usual network of friends and relatives to lean on can be difficult to adjust to at first but my new neighbor helped change all that. My name is Jessica and I'm an independent IT specialist working from my home office. I moved from Detroit to a rural county subdivision near Nashville with my fiance but shortly after the move he got cold feet about...
LesbianThe three weeks of the winter break came and went by, and school started again - and time saw me having an eye on Janet again, but as it was before the break, she didn't take much notice of me during the regular week. Now, this would change the next saturday, I thought. I was wrong. Janet didn't come to school on friday, and she didn't come on saturday, either - she had become sick. To shorten the whole thing, she had to stay away from school over a week. During this time, nothing much...
Janet My Sister Janet and I were very close the seven year age difference made no difference and were the best of friends. We had become even closer often playing and cuddling for the last three years ever since my Aunt Mary let us sleep together to be honest Aunt Mary had no choice she only had a two bedroom flatLet me explain Mom and Dad had gone on a business trip and left us in the tender mercies of our Aunt Mary my Mothers Sister for a week.Aunt Mary had never been married and had no idea...
Chapter 1 Janet had gone out to the farm's barn with me, and we'd climbed up in the loft where there was a huge pile of aromatic new hay, just the perfect bed for two horny teenagers to use while they dealt with their mutual sexual lust for each other. Janet and I had experienced our first sex together a couple of months earlier and by now we were regularly finding places to fuck and suck with each other. Sex with Janet was as hot and luscious as she was -- totally erotic. She'd basically...
Disclaimer: I do not own Victoria’s Secret, Starbucks, Manhattan, or BMW. I have never even heard of anything called Tugwell Fargos and Company company. So yeah, enjoy. * Janet was browsing through the Victoria’s Secret Summer Preview catalog. She was sipping a Starbucks Vanilla Latte she bought earlier when she went out to do some shopping outside of her Manhattan apartment that was located near Central Park. She sat in her breezy capris with a simple peasant tunic in her favorite armchair...
Nearing Janet's apartment in the cab, the ladies slowly feeling each other's bodies in their soft leather gloved hands, rubbing their booted legs against each other, their faces connected by soft kisses.“Well you know what they say”, Janet said releasing herself from Angela's greedy mouth.“No, what do they say?”“Good things come in small packages.”Arriving at her apartment, Janet led Angela up the stairs hand in hand with the brunette beauty, the echoing sound of their booted heels...
The heat had always made Janet feel this way, and with the baking sun of the afternoon high up in the sky, she felt that feeling now, as she lay there stripped to the bare essentials. This weather had taken all of the country by surprise, while most 'conventionals' were planning a weekend in the attic, swapping summer wear for autumn/winter clothing, around the corner waited the hottest weekend of the year, and two days of record breaking temperatures.Looking around the park she wondered if she...
Michelle?s New Home Janet?s New Home By Tojo Chapter 1 It wasn?t his fault- she was the one who?d suggested it in the first place- who?d made it possible. For months, they?d been communicating via email, exchanging fantasies. Hers was to be captured and carried off by force, never to be released. To be used as a slave, kept chained in a dungeon in the dark. He?d decided to go along with it, just for her sake- just a bit of fun really. Hell, she?d begged him to do it! Was he to blame...
Janet and John are on holiday at Doggers in the October half-term.Doggers is dedicated to fam1lies who love dogging.Janet and John are too young to understand First Base, Second Base and Third Base.First: Kissing, Second: touching over or under clothing, Third: proper hand job. Janet had her own bucket list of sex-positions for this holiday (Oral, Anal, and Cuntal).Janet has already ticked off Oral, when she sucked the Biggest Blackest Cock in the World.Janet and John visit chalet number 4,...
This is my take on the classic Janet and John stories, with apologies to Mabel O'Donnell.Janet and John have the same birthday.Janet and John are twins.They live in a big house in the country with their Mummy and Daddy.After school they love to take off all their clothes and run around the big garden.John runs fast.Janet loves to watch John’s little willie bounce around as he runs.Janet runs faster than John.John can only see her back and bottom as she runs away.Janet doesn’t have a willie, she...
Janet and I – The Threesome.Janet and I spent about 6 months having sex. Very good sex (although at the age of 18 pretty much any sex is good sex). We’d progressed through oral and regular sex adding anal as well. I found out a few years later that there was something called the Holy Trinity. Oral, regular and anal sex, all in one session. One day though when I went round to her house she met me with a serious look on her face. “We need to talk,” she said. My first reaction was have we been...