I heard his footsteps on the front steps before I heard him unlock the door. Instead of kneeling in the foyer like I normally do when he arrives home from work, I remained at the dining room table. I busied myself sorting through bills as he stepped into the house. I could hear his sigh of disapproval, but I did not look up. His footsteps got closer, and he...
I have been missing you so much. Getting so horny thinking about you. My mind has been creating all kinds of fantasies and the sexual tension has built up immensely. Now we are finally able to see each other again and it will be a time to remember. After I greet you with a warm hug you notice that I have made a few changes to our love den. There is some ne...
Servant girls at the Wadsworth manor were duty bound to service Master Ben in addition to their household duties. You see his older brother had impregnated more than one girl which had cost the family. No way were the Wadsworths going to be repeating that with their eighteen year-old son Ben. No, he would have to satisfy his carnal needs by implanting his se...
"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...
Catherine Beauchamp sat in her parents' home library intently reading a book, passing time until she had to leave for her Saturday evening social engagement. Looking out the window, she saw a dark early evening sky contrasted with a sharp line of darker clouds in the distance signaling an approaching cold front. Leaves swirled and danced in the street below...
Chapter 8: Post-match analysis Author's note: This story is complete fantasy. Any resemblance to people, living or dead, companies or inventions is purely accidental. The story will make more sense if chapters 1 to 7 are read first. ********** At five minutes past five on Sunday, Peter and Jenny were sitting comfortably in the living room of David and S...
Fiona applied the last of her mascara then started to pack her make up away. The doorbell rang and she walked into the hallway. "Darren, the babysitter has arrived are you nearly ready?" She opened the front door. "Evening Ying, come in and make yourself at home." Ying, the daughter of a family friend, was now Darren and Fiona's regular babysitter for their...
As you leave my room you gradually start to return to your senses. Your sexual excitement is starting to depart. In it’s place feelings of shame and humiliation rush into your mind, accompanied by flash backs to what had just happened. In your mind you can vividly see the things that you I did to you, the things you let me do to you. You recall how my hand p...
This is a continuation of "Schoolgirl Steph," which can be found in the Non-consent/reluctance section. I'm not sure if that was the right section for it, but it's there! I'm not sure where this chapter is going. If you want the prequel, you know where to look! Nothing. I ran out onto the street and Stephanie was gone. The one and only schoolgirl I had the...
After the night that Heather met Roxanne and Peter she went through weeks of soul searching. She had new clarity on her own life and sexuality and did not like what she saw. Before Heather got married at the age of 22 she had only had sex with two other men. She treated sex as something that the man earned by demonstrating his commitment to her. The two men...