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Ted pulled out of the space at the park. It was fall, but still warm out, and his car air conditioner blew cool air in his face and on his arms, and made him shiver from the evaporation of the sweat that had covered his skin. He was reveling inside at what he had just done.

‘I made a girl cum on the phone,’ he thought. ‘Not just a girl,’ he added, ‘Emily. I made Emily cum. Shit. I made a teenage girl cum just by talking to her.’

Ted felt powerful. Primal, male ego surged inside him. As he drove, he thought back over his sexual experiences…

The first time he unhooked a bra, and saw and touched a girl’s breasts. The first time he probed between a girl’s legs and felt her wetness. The first time he unloaded his seed into a woman. All of these experiences were with the woman that was now his wife, and none of these memories came anywhere close to how he felt right now, in regards to just how ‘male’ he felt.

It was empowering to him. This, coupled with the fast-growing emotional bond he already had, made Ted wonder if this was really love or just the rush of infatuation one gets when experiencing sexual feelings the first time.

His rational mind knew that it was easy for a young person to equate sex with love, and as Ted’s personal experiences were limited, he knew that emotionally, he was as inexperienced at real love as any teenage boy.

He made a quick stop at the church to get some of his papers, thinking he might need to ‘prove’ he actually went there. It was when he got out of his car, and the fabric of his pants shifted, that he felt the consequences of his actions from a few minutes before. He could feel the cold fluid in his boxers and nervously examined his pants for wet spots, and saw a small dark circle on one side, about the size of a dime.

‘Shit.’

Despite the fantastic physical sensation of the orgasm, Ted hadn’t really produced very much semen, as it was his second orgasm in just a few hours, and Ted was indeed a middle-aged male. For this he was happy, because he realized if he had been younger, or if this had been his first session that day, the stain could have been much worse.

Still, he knew it was there, and knowing made it seem like it was a foot across.

He quickly walked to the building containing his office, grateful that no staff were in that area, and made his way to the second-floor room. Locking the door, he unzipped his pants and wiped away as much of the sticky, cold fluid as he could with tissues from the box at his desk, then tossed them into a wastebasket and readjusted his pants. Gathering several books, he started to leave, then a paranoid part of his brain wondered how soon the church custodian would come to empty his trash.

He grabbed up a few more tissues, tightly wrapping the wet ones inside, and pocketed the ball of paper.

He left the building and drove home, taking a longer route. On one turn, while looking nervously in his mirror to see if there was anyone who would notice, he tossed the ball of tissue out the window.

At home, he strategically held the books in front of himself to cover the spot, which was now more the size of a golf ball.

His wife didn’t even notice he had returned, as she was on the couch, all her focus on a televised football game. ‘I’m back,’ he called quickly as he rushed to the bedroom.

Locking the door, he changed into another pair of similar jeans and boxers, and stuffed the stained ones into the bottom of the clothes hamper. Ted wasn’t too worried at being found out because he usually washed most of his own clothes. It wasn’t that his wife didn’t do laundry, but she didn’t do it often. Ted found it easier to take care of his own clothes than to remind his wife that he needed clean ones.

Back in his study, Ted pretended to look at one of his books, and his computer had an open program displaying one of his lessons. In his mind, Ted saw only one thing: Emily’s face. He was no longer doubting or unsure of his path, he was fully committed to the plans he had so rapidly formed in the last few hours. He intended to enjoy this flirtation as much as he could, because it satisfied every desire he had ever felt, and it was real, not a picture in a folder on his computer.

He navigated to the folder and deleted the entire contents without hesitation.

‘I don’t need this now,’ he thought. ‘I have something a thousand, no, a million times better!’

What this something was had not yet fully coalesced in his mind, but he knew there was a girl, a very pretty, young, sexy girl, that was infatuated with him. She had no problems flirting with him knowing full well he was married and old enough to be her dad. He had already had a couple of sexually-charged interactions with her that both of them enjoyed.

He ran through as many options in his head as he could that would create excuses and opportunities for him to be around Emily. He would definitely try to get her to join the praise band or the youth choir. Emily’s parent’s were on-again, off-again attendees at SCBC, so maybe he could give her a ride once in a while?

Ted’s phone buzzed in his pocket. It was Emily.

Emily: Hey, are you busy?

Ted’s first thought was, ‘Uh-oh, here it comes…’ He knew it was all too good to last. The next texts would be Emily saying she was sorry and she shouldn’t have let that go so far, and that they should stop.

Ted: No, not at all. What’s up?

Ted knew he had to be careful of what was said in text conversations, as either phone might be looked at by persons who would be shocked to see the contents.

Emily: Is it okay to talk about, um, that?

She was asking if it was safe.

Ted: Sure, just make sure you delete everything, okay? This would be a huge mess if anyone found out.

Emily: I’ve deleted everything and I’ll delete this, I promise.

Ted: Okay, just want to be careful.

Emily: That was amazing. (smile)

Ted felt a rush of relief and happiness.

Ted: Yes! It was. (smile)

Emily: I’ve never done anything like that. It made me soooo horny haha (smile) (wink)

Ted: Oh, me too, haha! (smile)

Emily: We can do that any time you want (wink)

The list and plans in Ted’s head took shape with more definition now. ‘She definitely wants to do this more…perfect!’ He grinned as he typed a response.

Ted: If I can get you alone I may do a lot more than that (wink)

Ted had no idea how far he’d really go if he could be alone with Emily in a secret, private place, but he saw no harm in letting the flirting go as far as she’d allow. He was fairly sure this would never go beyond some kissing, but his mind formed plenty of fantasies.

Emily: I would totally let you (wink)

Was she just flirting back, or did she mean that for real?

Ted: So can I see you sometime tomorrow?

Emily: I’m pretty sure, but I’ll know for sure tomorrow morning. Can I text you around 10? I need to wait till both my folks are gone.

Ted: Sure. I’ll make sure I’m alone and I can text. (smile)

Emily: (smile)

Ted: So, if I get to see you, then what? (wink)

‘There,’ thought Ted, ‘Put the ball in her court. See what she wants out of this.’

There was no hesitation to Emily’s reply.

Emily: Anything you want (smile)

Again, Ted wondered if she was just flirting, playing the game, or if this was very real to her.

‘She’s just a kid. Better play this as safe as possible.’

Ted: Well, we’ll just see what happens then haha (smile)

Emily: Yeah (smile)

After a pause, Ted sent:

I’d better get to work on next week’s lesson plans or I’ll be up all night, haha.

Emily: Okay. (smile) I’ll text you in the morning.

Ted: Dream about me? Haha (smile)

Emily: I already have (wink)

Ted: Ohh, can’t wait to hear about that, haha (wink)

Emily: (s
mile) TTYT

Ted: Bye, Angel

Emily: (smile) (smile) (smile)

Both of them deleted their recent texts, but Emily made one exception. ‘Bye, Angel’ was allowed to remain, and she stared at it so long her battery went dead.

Neither Ted nor Emily would sleep much tonight. They had nearly identical thoughts. New concepts, emotions, and fantasies were forming, and plans were being hatched.

Emily would finally fall asleep after masturbating twice, and Ted would drift away to an exhausted, frustrated, dreamless sleep.

Tomorrow would be another big step, for both of them.

End of part six.

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â€œAnd today Amanda you will count them all. I know you were late on purpose. I saw you pull up 10 minutes early. So you will count them all from fifty down to completion. If you forget to count or get the number wrong we will start again. Do you understand?â€ she said making sure I understood and agreed. â€œYes Mistress I will, I will keep count.â€ The double whacks, one to each cheek started with the count down. She placed them perfectly and sent pleasure running through my already overloaded body....

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Last day with Mistress

Sissy wakes up between Mistress Marcie’s legs, she has grabbed its head and is pulling towards her pussy. This one can smell her arousal and knows what mistress wants, sissy starts to lick, kiss and suck on pussy and clitoris, listening to Mistress’s breathing. Sissy hears a change in breathing so starts to work on clitoris running tongue around and lightly over again and again for what seems like ten to fifteen minutes, suddenly Mistress tenses up and starts to moan very loudly and shake,...

Second day with Mistress

Mistress Marcie is not happy to have caught sissy richie masturbating when she got back. Mistress takes sissy into the bedroom and cages him, puts on blindfold and ear plugs. Has sissy lay on bed then ties hands a legs spread eagle with head at edge of mattress. Mistress sits on sissy’s face and has him lick her to orgasm, then turns around and slaps sissies’ cock and balls while grinding her butt on sissy face. Has sissy rim and tongue fuck Mistress, this seems like hours of pleasuring...

Meeting with a Mistress

I felt butterflies in my stomach as I walked and also felt the sensation of my cock receiving more blood and growing slightly in my pants. I shivered due to the winters icy wind as I turned onto the pathway. As I did so I casually looked around and was relieved to see no one was about, and continued down the path to the appointment that I had been fantasising about for the previous few weeks. To be in a situation where it was not me who had to make the decision, or be relied on, or take the...

Another Session With Mistress

Another Session with Mistress by tiedbiyouI thought I was ready for Mistress... but I was mistaken. When I heard footsteps approaching slowly I could tell it was her. I was in the middle of the room facing the fireplace. I was on my knees, face down and ass up. I had on my collar and leash holding the leash in my teeth, ready to give it to her. I had my wrist and ankle restraints on and my hands were behind my back. I was naked except for the collar and restraints. There were the assortment of...

I Love You Mistress

I was at work when my phone buzzed. Glancing at the screen, I saw the single letter 'M.' Mistress! I didn't let it ring a second time. From the other end, I heard the smoky, sensual voice say "Come," and I nearly did right there. She hung up, not needing to say anything more. I knew where to go. I left work early, got in my car and drove. It had been nearly three weeks since I last heard from her and I ached to see her again.Some may think it strange to be so obsessed with this woman who I knew...

Journey of a Maid Journey of a Mistress

journey By Cassandra Morgan - 1 - - Andy's voice - "Me Tarzan, Her Jane!" The first 500 times or so I said it, it might have been amusing. The last 500, people were laughing at me, not with me. But that was okay. I was happy. The music was loud, and the alcohol was flowing, and everyone at Mama Leon's nightclub was happy. Lights flashed. Laughter sounded. People smiled. It was Roleplay Night, which is always a good...

Dream Mistress

My heart was racing as I looked at my computer screen for you see I had done something I not only thought I would ever do or for that matter gain any actual results from. I guess I should explain what I've done, you see my sexual interests and fantasies would have me deemed as a submissive for the thought of kneeling before, taking a strap-on bigger than my own cock, earning the privilege to cum then gladly cleaning up that filthy mess or better yet commanded to cover my own face in cum. Most...

The Once and Future Mistress

The Once and Future Mistress By Topaz172 Brighton, England, 1999 Pet's Story: Time is short, the mission must be completed within the next week. beyond that, events have a momentum of their own, and it becomes beyond my ability to influence. The house wasn't anything special, a typical three bedroom semi-detached dwelling squeezed tightly between other identical homes. Trouble was, I wasn't the only one interested in the occupant; a couple of the local kids had been...

My Wife My Mistress

"My name, to you, is no longer Pamela, unless there is a Mistress before it. Understand?" He mewed his answer in that high-pitched, feminine voice she had required of him. "Uh huh, uh-huh-uh-huh," always ending with an up- note, as if asking a question. When she was asking him to do something to humiliate himself, that questioning note meant that he was asking if she would grant him the privilege of carrying out whatever order would be issues. "You, on the other hand, will be called...

Miss Marks The New Head Mistress Chapter Five The Formidable Form Mistress

It was a masterpiece.There was no other way of describing the work of art that had mysteriously appeared on the whiteboard in Mrs. Halliday’s Form class. The picture covered almost the entire board, was awash with colour and would give the Year Twelve girls in Nancy Halliday’s Form class a damned good laugh when they walked into the room at 8.40am that morning.It was a portrait that even the mysterious Banksy would have been proud of, but there would be no way that this would be removed from...

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Memoirs Of A Young Victorian Lady Volume IIIChapter 9 More Guests

The next day was Tuesday, and as the morning dawned, I was a veritable bundle of nerves, as Mrs. Pembleton was to arrive by mid-morning. I knew I was being incredibly silly, for I had nothing whatsoever to prove. I had done well, was in love and to be married to a wonderful man and had found a place in the world which suited me quite marvelously. Yet, regardless of these circumstances, I felt as if I was about to be graded by a schoolteacher! As was my normal routine, I woke slightly before...

My Mistress

I sat in alone in my office at 11:00 p.m. on a Thursday night in April, preparing an important motion in a multi-million dollar malpractice suit. After editing the final draft I sat back and took a deep breath. I was exhausted, and, oddly enough, pretty horny. The wife was out of town and somehow I couldn't stand the thought of spending the night with just my hand. Shaking off the sordid thoughts that were roaming through my head, I stood up and began the walk down the empty hallway to my...

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