I had no idea why I was being summoned back to the hotel room where I had done a plumbing repair earlier that day. I knocked on the door and an older man–probably in his late 60s, short, but stocky–answered and told me to come in. “Is there a problem with the plumbing?” I asked […]
Who said that foreign languages aren’t useful? Teaching them is a good way to meet lovely young girls. That’s what happened to me…
Among my students is Malena, a coy — and hot — young Latina, with lovely braids, a sexy miniskirt and sizable b
My husband and I travel a lot and it had been a particular busy week.
I noticed he had been a bit moody lately and asked several times what was the matter with no answer, except “Nothing.” I suggested we go out for dinner and maybe a stroll in
The room she entered was almost pitch dark. There was a single
bright light, hanging low over a card table, in the center
of the room. Cigarette and cigar smoke slowly swirled around
the light. Voices could be softly heard but Tina couldn’t<
The Figging Punishment
Naked, lying on the attic floor, video camera in front of me, hands behind my back, ankles spread wide apart, ass and pussy fully exposed, pointing ever so nicely to who ever was witnessing my humiliation. I was so embarras
This story is true, dispite the disclaimer, but you decide.
My wife and I have been married almost 30 years and our sex life is pretty much nil, sure I love my wife and she loves me, but our sex is almost non-existant. So I masturbate a lot.
Abi was standing at her locker, unloading her science text books onto the top steel shelf, stacked with other dog-eared textbooks that she didn’t need for tonight’s hardcore revision session.
A tap on her shoulder made her inhale sharply, and sh
THE WORK PLACE
“Hey, what’s your name?” The man asked Angie as they made their way to the clinic.
“Angelica,” Angie answered bemusedly. “What about you?”
“Damn it, my head
Mistress Missy walked into her dungeon, inspecting her slaves. The Mistress was a beautiful woman. She was 6′ 2″, Dark (almost Black) brown hair witch she sometimes died purple. Mistress was tan with size C tits and a large but firm ass. She looked a
“You know, Sammie, I’m so tired of you living in this house with no–“
I turned my back on him, which really pissed him off. If there was one thing that Joe couldn’t stand it was for me to turn my
I was a sophomore in college when this happened. I had an English lit class that was required for graduation and it was horrible in every way. I hated everything we had to read, but I was still doing ok, in my opinion. Unfortunately, the professor di
Hi, I’m Christie. I’m 20, blonde shoulder length hair, blue eyes, 32D, 28, 32. I have had an acne problem for the last eight years and my roommates told me that this spa was wonderful and it will cure my problems. So I decided to try it out.
I was dark tanned completely,no tan lines. I was in my greatest shape,training like I never did before for this fight plus lifting heavy boxes all day at work. I’m so slim and lean but my arms legs chest and ass are so thick and tight and firm with t
She leaves the gym and is walking to her car. A figure in black bumps into her, mumbles a soft “sorry” and continues on. She resumes her walk to her car. 10, 15, 20 steps….the blackness starts to engulf her. What? She doesn’t understand
My Master had been out of town for nearly a week when he called. “Cancel any plans you have tonight,” he said, quite directly, “I have something for you to do.”
“Yes, Master.” I answered, knowing that I had no plans to cancel anyway.
Donna waited for a response. She felt fairly certain that she was correct but under the circumstances she just couldn’t be sure. The delay, a few seconds that felt like minutes, increased her apprehension. Was she right? What
It had been a long walk through the tropical forest. Shelly began to wonder if somehow she had taken a wrong turn somewhere. The path, which was narrow to begin with, was now almost nonexistent. She pulled out the Instructions with the map at
Corri Bonds left the classroom later than usual for a Friday. She had stayed to correct the spelling tests from her fourth grade class. She wanted to get them out of the way so that she would have time to spend with her boyfriend, Koban, over
As I sat on the coach finishing my lines I hoped they were neat enough, the movement of the coach had made it hard, especially since my handwriting wasn’t the best, and I knew there would be a price to pay if they were unsatisfactory.