Il était une fois, dans un collège bien ordinaire, une directrice du nom de Mme Dupont. Mme Dupont était une femme stricte et autoritaire, mais elle avait un secret bien caché. ( il est aux collège il a redoublé ) Dans son équipe, il y avait Mme Martin, la CPE. Elle était toujours sérieuse et un peu rigide, mais elle adorait les devinettes et les énigmes. Il...
Bonjour je m'appelle Antoine j'ai 20 ans je fait 1 metre et 80 je vais vous raconter comment j'ai réussi l'un de mes phantasmes qui était de réussir a au moins toucher et peut être réussir a baiser ma kiné que je vois souvent et pou laquelle je ressent beaucoup de pulsions cela m'arrive souvent de me branler sur son corps et qui me provoque de grosse errecti...
[Cela sera ma première histoire en ligne. J'ai de très grandes difficultés à écrire en Français. Et espère par ce biais à m'améliorer. Tous commentaires ne peut qu'être que bénéfique pour moi. J'espère que vous apprécieriez cette histoire.] Yoshiharu se réveilla. Ces sens été engourdis (Où suis-je. Une forêt, mais j'étais chez moi ; il y a à peine une minut...
En 2022 la France en avait marre. Après une longue campagne présidentielle, tous les candidats s’étaient discrédités, s’évertuant à travers leurs outrages, leur bêtise et leur incompétence à se montrer indigne de la fonction suprême. Quant au président actuel, personne n’aurait l’idée saugrenue de le réélire. Le soir du premier tour à 20h, les résultats tomb...
Melina slammed the door to the women's locker room behind her as she entered, the fiery Latina fuming with rage. She had just been jumped by those talentless wastes of space Laycool for a second time in two weeks. The doctors had insisted on checking she didn't have a concussion or anything and as a result those bitches had fled, apparently leaving the build...
I'm going to continue with this story, despite the fact that everyone seems to hate it. You win some, you lose some. All characters are over the age of 18. Several hours later, S. and I took a cab to meet his brother at a small, out-of-the-way bistro downtown. I started fretting about how expensive the place looked, but S. calmed me down right away, as...
Chapter 03: French Lessons Sunday Freeman, the old preacher at the Church of Love and Equality had invited Jamal, his granddaughter's friend into the Church's dining hall. He smiled warmly as he swung open a big wooden arched door into a room with a long, sturdy looking, wooden table, laden with food, although most of it had been eaten. The preacher book tw...
"Come and look at this," Sophie called. I was busy loading our camper van. Sophie had set out everything she wanted us to bring, and it was her coffee break, doing some last minute browsing for campsites and places to visit. I put down the box of groceries I was about to load, kissed the top of my wife's beautiful blonde head, and checked the screen of her...
Author's Note: The following story is being commissioned by the fantastic ThL. If you are a reader of my usual works, this will be a bit of a departure from my usual themes but not so far that I wouldn't think you will enjoy it. You can expect MF and MFF, some light coersion, BDSM play, and anal. Cheers! “Come on, Mr Fornier,” the female detective growled. “...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been detained by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being a Peeping Tom in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. There were 120 girls registered at the school. I had decided not to get the pol...