In the dim morning light, Sarah and Mark lay entwined in their shared bed, the cotton sheets twisted around their legs. Sarah's hand, warm and soft, gently wrapped around Mark's hardening cock, her fingers teasing him with slow, deliberate strokes. "Mark,...
Sarah stood in the doorway, her dominant figure dressed in a pencil skirt and crisp white blouse for work. She watched as Mark bent over obediently, touching his toes, his thin underwear leaving nothing to the imagination. A wicked smile played on her lip...
Sarah stepped into the hallowed halls of St. Mary's School, her heart fluttering with excitement. The polished wood floors gleamed beneath her feet, reflecting the stern portraits of past headmasters that lined the walls. "Miss Sarah?" a timid voice asked...
Mark and Sarah strolled through the quintessential English village, hand in hand, admiring the charming cottages adorned with climbing roses. The sun warmed their faces as they approached an old school-turned-museum, its red brick facade beckoning them to...
Miss Mary Jones, a thirty-five-year-old school teacher, had been dating Mark, a strapping young man ten years her junior, for a few months. Miss Mary Jones liked managing the bedroom and their daily lives. She admitted to all she was a bit of a control fr...
Sandy stroked Mark's cock, helping him wake up. It was a magical way to wake up from a restful sleep. His bottom was warm from the previous night's spanking, and he opened his eyes slowly. Sandy was super horny and needed a good shagging. Sandy felt Mark'...
Sandy Harris, the deputy headmistress of a small town school of mixed pupils, stared out the window. The arid, parched land was like her love life, and she felt miserable. Sandy looked down at the envelopes on her desk and nursed the hot coffee in one han...
Sarah slipped into the front room, flicking the front door closed with the heel of her shoe. She was surprised but pleased to see Mark had left the dining room chair with the hairbrush on the seat, standing in the middle of the floor. This was a little co...
Susan Jenkins could not be bothered to meet her old friend Sarah Hawks. They had been best friends since primary school, but Sarah was dull. She dressed in identical old grey tracksuits, never went out, never lived dangerously, and never had exciting boyf...
My Aunt Liz was not really my Aunt, but an old family friend, who had taken me in when I was 10. My parents had gone off travelling, and she had decided that I should stay with her, much to my annoyance at the time. But now, 11 years later, she was actual...
Julie is a petite middle aged school Principal from the States who is now living in England. She is now employed as headmistress of a small private school by the coast. This is where she had met and fell head over heels in love with her younger boyfriend...
