The first time Alex tasted James there was nothing sexual about it at all. "No, no, no! That phrase is supposed to flow through the notes. Make the line sing. Look, like this." At that, James took the clarinet from Alex and began to play the principal theme from the slow movement. She could hear the difference clearly. As he played, the notes stopped being...
I've known Helen Blackstone forever. Ever since we were students at Morton Academy, an all-female private school located in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Helen was the six-foot-two, gorgeous Black Amazon-like chick I always admired. She was captain of the women's soccer team at the Morton Academy and one of the toughest women in the universe. I worshi...
*Comments are, as always, welcome. * By the time she got back home it was getting darker and Little Lucy prepared herself for the onslaught of questions her grandmother would undoubtedly fire at her. She had never been out so late before in her entire life and she knew such a transgression would be seen as suspicious in that curtain-twitching village. Bef...
Her Daddy's idea about the pictures had been perfect. She'd felt slutty - and extra submissive - as each day she'd taken a break from her desk to take a picture of her splayed cunt. Sending them to this new guy had made her incredibly turned on. It was exciting to obey her Daddy and even more wonderful to show the other man that she was ready to submit to...
This is the third part of the series about a teacher who has been under the control of student masters for the past five years. I'd recommend reading the first two, but there's no reason you won't be able to enjoy this one without it. A brief summary/what's going on: On the eve of Mrs. Winters' planned week long sex vacation with her Master, a student found...
Mike waited impatiently in his cell. It had been over 6 months since he had begun training in the Ark and now he was ready for pretty much any master. His mistresses had told him that he was to be sold. He hoped that his new mistress/master would be kind to him. But if they were not he was trained to live with it. Mike glanced nervously around his surroundin...
I had just finished sucking Morris' black cock when he showed me that Madame and my sister were watching the entire encounter. I was naked and soaked with his morning piss as well as have my face covered in my cum and spittle. He playfully slapped my arse and told me I should go talk to Madame. As I walked I felt every step as his piss squished in my stocki...
Mike Flannigan is a wealthy man who, at the age of forty, could certainly afford to retire from his law firm with a lot of money to spend. He had always been the most driven person in his family. He was born in 1951 in Dallas and lived there for most of his life. His parents were a working-class couple, a policeman and a teacher. Mike Flannigan went to colle...
Two months had passed since the brief but highly erotic exchange of letters with my Special Maths teacher, Bev, two very frustrating months. As demanded by Bev, I'd kept to a rigorous programme of study preparing for my scholarship exams, openly encouraged in class by my recently discovered fuck partner (unfortunately all in the mind so far) and privately b...
Thank you for reading my stories, and I am sorry if the wait between chapters is longer than you would like. I am doing my best, and promise to keep writing them as long as the response to them is positive. As always, rating and commenting on the stories are greatly appreciated, and if you would like to make suggestions as to possible scenarios you like to s...