It had been a surprisingly pleasant evening. Why surprisingly? Well, I must admit that the prospect of spending 'leisure' time in the company of my boss, Patricia, was something that I had found a little daunting. Not that Patricia wasn't good company, far from it. She was educated, intelligent, knowledgable and, it has to be said, attractive. Perhaps it was...
He stood in front of her, a strange look on his face. She tried to fathom it: certainly there was sadness there, concern, but also eagerness... looking down, she knew also that he was deeply excited by the prospect. "I am not sure about this darling," he said, seriously. "I had intended punishing you a little, and teaching you many things, but I know that y...
"All characters participating in sexual activity are age 18 or older." ***** [Opening Theme: "Violet Skies" by In This Moment] EPISODE 9: "Together at the School Dance! Our Secret Revealed?" Jennifer moaned loudly as Matt held her hips and thrust into her pussy from behind. Her arms gave out and she collapsed, her face against the bed, and she said, "O...
Author's Note: This story is dedicated to A. She is the person who first reads my stories but more importantly she is my source of inspiration. ***** All day long I kept staring at the clock across the hall. I've been to the university library to study but I wasn't concentrated. I had opened a blank document on Word to start writing my report for an exper...
"Fantastic pictures, Bess," Bonnie said flipping through the album. "You look unbelievable hot. I think a man may have a problem choosing which one is best. I like the cover, 'Black Leather'. It will go well together with mine. " "Thanks," Bess replied, "but I owe it all to Tom. He made it so much easier than I thought it would be." "Yes, he is good. Did h...
The old bastard was going to pay. Mr. Prior harassed every nurse on the ward for weeks with verbal assaults, slaps on the ass and pinches thereabouts. It was my turn tonight to receive this nightly dose of abuse. None of us could stand it any more and I was going to do something about it. Tonight was the night. It was New Year's Eve. I hated working holiday...
Continued from part i As it turned out, Mirabelle lived only a quarter mile away from me so with a plan in place she and I went our separate ways. She went home to take care of her groceries and I went home to shower and wrap my ankle. An hour later there was a ring at the door. Opening the door took my breath away, again. She was standing there with her...
I'd feel your length now slip past my inner ring as I'd take more and more of you into my body, the tightness of my arsehole causing you to groan and grunt and I'd open my eyes to focus on you. I'd want to see the pleasure you acquired from being inside me in this way, knowing how you have always loved it when I've given my arse to you. My pussy would still...
Ronald Lepki was a sleazebag. He was however a fairly rich sleazebag who often in order to sate his taste for torturing young nubile women advertised for would be movie models and lured them to his studio with the offer of big bucks for easy work. Sarah Gentile needed money for her next terms tuition. She had responded to an ad for art film subjects. Ronald...
I was on a cycling holiday in Eastern France; it was the thing to do in the seventies – there being no cheap air flights! At Cambridge I was studying Modern Languages and I thought a three week cycling tour of Lorraine and Alsace would be good for my education, and boy, how it was. On the first Saturday, in the afternoon, I was travelling at speed, down a...