All the teachers in this story are based on teachers from my own school. If any of you ladies ever read this I would love to hear from you and promise to be a good little boy for you. Graham sped down the country lane, roof off, Led Zeppelin on the CD player, enjoying the Lotus for what may be the last time for a while, the sun was shining and he was thrill...
"Blueberry" Before we proceed with our response with Peter's rash decision, let us back track to a couple hours earlier. After Peter left with the girls, the rest of the team decided to take a break. Some wanted to hang out around the main camp and meet new people. My friends who watched us had plans for lunch. Yuki was meeting with Chris and discuss the wo...
Mistress Rebecca and Master Dan were having their Easter Extravaganza tomorrow. They have had two of these parties in the past. It was always a fun holiday for them and their slaves to enjoy. Now you must be thinking why would a Mistress and a Master be a couple? They're both dominant people. Nobody in the relationship wants to be a switch. They both have t...
Marty made his way downstairs to see Luke and Rory still peacefully asleep with him cradling her head protectively. Nudging Rory gently Marty said, "Hey Rory," quietly. She slowly opened her eyes smiling shyly as she saw Marty's face. "Hey," she mumbled before reaching up to touch is face. "I missed you." "You too," her said and leant down to give her a k...
I had just met a dirty little tramp in the lobby at "The Lit". We had only chatted for a few minutes and she offered to give me a blow job. I usually like to get to know someone a bit before I go that far, but I was horny as hell. Amanda hadn't been at The Lit for a couple of days. She was on the Cape again: she couldn't get on line and her phone was dead....
A Note to the Reader: although the following scenario is fictitious, it is based on a fantasy shared by myself and my beautiful girlfriend, who I also have the honour to call 'Mistress.' Once again, I must begin by thanking Aubrey for allowing me to immortalise our relationship in this way, but must emphasise that all other characters besides ourselves are e...
*All characters in this story are above the age of 18 and are not engaged in ageplay.* ***** I was busy rubbing my Mommy dry with a towel, as she stood naked in the bathroom, with Mommy already looking at me with a predatory grin. I wondered how long it would be until she had her once again hard cock buried inside my tight boy hole. It was difficult to con...
Having been caught trying on a par of my wife's size 14 panties, I had been instructed to get a pair of my own frilly knickers in my size and a hood made of soft panty nylon they were both pink in color. My wife had been sharing her thoughts with friends on Skype and people she had met from time to time when traveling as part of her work. What follows is w...
I went home to make sure my mum's old house was all tidy, as it was due to be sold, and I wanted it to be clean, so this could be done quickly. I had grown up at this house with my parents. It was a quiet cul-de-sac where everybody knew everybody and everything, it seems. (I had a good childhood, and, like many who grew up in the seventies, I was spanked at...
I was a typical over-sexed boy. It was the 50's and young people didn't engage in sexual activities like they do today. At least I didn't. I was kind of nerdy, wore glasses, a bookworm, excelled in the classroom but not on the athletic field. I also masturbated a lot. I was dating the only girl I ever really dated in school and she was as sexually naive as...