AUTHORS NOTE PLEASE READ
My favorite part of writing here is thinking about the situation that brings people together and leads to an interesting sexual encounter. What does each person want out of this? What is at risk for them? I spend most of my time on my very lengthy commute coming up with these situations.
I start a lot of these stories but most of them don't have enough to them for a full fledged story, but that doesn't mean I don't like them. I've gone through some of my many started and then forgotten google docs and selected four.
The twist is I have decided to leave the majority of the sex up to the reader's imagination. These short stories bring you right up to the moment of truth and then leave you to close your eyes and dream whatever dream pleases you the most. I hope you will enjoy having your cock or clit teased (hence the title) and will come play a little game of just the tip ;-) with me.
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"Jenn Please Return to the Principal's Private Office"
"Mr. Millstone please, there has to be something you can do it would mean so much to Madison and honestly me also."
"Jenn, please don't call me Mr. Millstone, it sounds so weird when you say that." Austin said with a slight grin.
Jenn smiled, she was glad that Austin remembered her, they had a fling when they were both home on Christmas break all those years ago. It had been her freshman year and his senior and the last night together had gotten a bit crazy. She hoped he didn't remember that part.
Austin was now the principal at her step daughter's school. Jenn had become Madison's step mother three years ago and wanted so badly to be accepted. That's what brought her to her former flings office today. Madison wasn't in any of the same classes as her two best friends, and had not taken this news well. Jenn saw a chance to score some major points if she could make this happen for her.
"Jenn we don't make schedule changes for social reasons. You know what would happen if we tried to pair three hundred students in each grade with all their friends?"
"I'm not asking for three hundred, just one. You know how far Madison has come, the fights have ended, she only yelled at a teacher two maybe three times last year"
"Five times actually" Austin interrupted "but yes that was a big improvement."
Jenn took a deep breath, she might be making progress. "You know how much she struggles to make friends. Think of this change in schedule as a behavioral intervention. She's much more likely to not act up if she is with her friends."
Austin crossed his arms. That was not a terrible point. If he did want to change her class his faculty would buy that.
Jenn saw him wavering. As she sat up in her seat, her tits pushed out a little. She hadn't meant to do that but didn't reposition herself. She was not above that at all, especially with how impressed her husband would be if she managed this. He had failed at a similar task two years earlier.
Austin opened a binder and Jenn saw that it was class lists. She thought she really might pull this off. Her husband had told her not to even try, there was no way she would get Madison's class changed. She couldn't wait to prove him wrong.
Then Austin frowned and closed the binder. "Jenn I'm sorry all the classes are at full capacity, and I can't move other kids out of their class. I couldn't explain that." Austin lied. He could make the change in about three minutes. The first year teacher Madison would be moving in with wouldn't complain. He did glance at her chest though which still looked very nice.
Jenn wanted to scream, she just wanted to get this one thing done. Well this and pick up her husband's dry cleaning, she didn't want to forget that either.
"Austin, please, please find a way. Anyway, really this would make me such a hero to her and honestly I need that. She is not any easier at home then she is at school." Jenn absently played with the top button on her shirt, she knew she sounded desperate.
Austin paused before asking "How long ago was the last time we were alone together?"
"Umm, probably about fifteen years right?" Jenn responded nervously. She didn't like where she thought this was going. Especially because she knew she would pay whatever price it took. Being a step mother was really hard if you wanted to be good at it.
"Wow that long, still feels like yesterday sometimes." Austin said as he leaned back in his chair.
"The time did go fast. You became a principal and I got married." She hoped to remind him of that.
"I remember having some real fun that summer, but that last night, wow that was wild, do you remember that?" Austin asked gazing at the ceiling. He apparently didn't care about the her getting married comment.
Jenn did remember. She had been very drunk but she did remember. She remembered surprising herself when she started and she remembered waking up the next morning embarrassed and with a very sore tongue and jaw.
She looked at the floor as silence filled the room for a long time. She wasn't a fool.
"Is that what it's going to take Austin? Do you want me to do that again? I will if your going to make me. I'm married and I love my husband and it's very mean of you to take advantage of me this way, but I will." She choked out the offer, but wanted to cry a little bit.
Austin smiled and stood up. "Maybe it's mean, but ya, that will get it done."
Jenn pulled herself up from her chair. She walked behind his desk.
Austin smiled as he undid his belt and let his pants drop to the floor. He then placed his elbows on his desk and spread his feet slightly.
Jenn took a deep breath, placed a hand on each of his ass cheeks, pushed them slightly apart and leaned forward, the tip of her tongue extending just past her lips.
"Pace yourself" Austin told her "I don't have another meeting for over an hour."
An hour and a half later Jenn pulled into her driveway with a half chewed pack of gum an empty bottle of Scope but she had forgotten the dry cleaning.
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If you don't understand why the story ended there and skipped the Author's Note at the top please go back and read it.
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DATE NIGHT
"Honey you look amazing, you truly do." Bruce tried to reassure his wife, but she knew that she had so much makeup on that she looked as if she was a human art exhibit.
Alice had been tapping her foot non stop for over twenty minutes. She was so scared. She had spent over two hours in Victoria Secret trying to find a pair of panties that were both sexy but covered some of the areas she wished had aged differently.
The first few times Bruce had mentioned doing this as they fucked it was exciting, certainly more interesting then his dirty talk from the previous three years. How many times could she pretend that being told to "Take that cock" was hot?
Like all things though, it got old eventually. Her girlfriends told her the same thing, their husbands were fixated on one thing in the bedroom, the same thing over and over. How did you tell your husband your fetish was just something, anything fucking fresh.
Then she found the porn searches. She realized this was more than just what crossed his mind mid fuck. He had gone through an incest porn period though, so she assumed this would pass as well.
