"Professor ..." I glance up from my computer to see Darla, a sweet girl who unfortunately talks a mile a minute for far too many minutes at a time. I immediately wish her away—I'm too busy to pretend to listen to her prattle on today. Still, she means well enough and, anyway, I'm a better teacher than that, so I plaster a smile on my face and gesture toward...
Master Leon stood in the doorway, his slave sleeping soundly on the bed with her mistress. One would expect them to be curled together, but this was not the case, however the sight before him was quite erotic. With that mere thought, Master Leon felt his cock stir. He looked at his wife sleeping quietly between their slave's legs. Marielle was shackled spre...
In the taxi on the way home from Robert's hotel room, Irene was very conscious of Robert's sperm leaking into her panties. He had cum such a lot, and most of it was pooling in the gusset of her tiny thong, although she was pretty sure that some of it was swimming up inside her to make her pregnant. Finally the taxi arrived at her home, and she paid the driv...
Last time, I blamed it on her birthday. Lots of alcohol, a very late night, and an almost understandable confusion. That was the combination that led me to fucking my wife while she thought it was my son-in-law. Maybe it wasn't completely understandable, but at the same time I had no right to be jealous. I had taken full advantage of her... including her tig...
Miranda's high heels click audibly as she walks across the market square. Anyone looking -, and several do - she turns heads this elegant, outwardly composed woman - are unlikely to guess how she's spent the last half hour. CP aficionados might spot certain subtle clues: a slight stiffness in gait, manicured hands fleetingly rubbing her desirable derriere o...
Author's Note: This story involves female nudity and light spanking in a family setting. Biological parents of the opposite sex are not involved but it does involve mother-daughter nudity and spanking. There is no graphic sex involved other than some references as appropriate to the story. Comments/Votes/Feedback will be appreciated and responded to. - -...
After informing me I had to return to their house again the following night for dinner, my Parents in Law told me to get dressed, and suggested I go home and get a good nights sleep. I respectfully asked if I could go into another room to get dressed, but somehow was not surprised when they told me to get dressed in my special little corner of the lounge whi...
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Sir David loved his wife. He knew she would be his the first time he saw her, standing by the flower stall at the corner of Finch Street. By the way she was dressed he knew she came from a good family, and when her father called to her from their handsome cab and he recognized him from the House, he promised himself to have her and make her his wife. Two y...
Author's Note: Please read the story in sequence, if possible --------------------------------------------- The following day, thursday, was understandably awkward for Sherry. Things were eerily normal on the surface but there was no denying that just the day before, she had been stripped, spanked and shamed in front of all her colleagues. This was just...