I open my legs. Lift my skirt a little, giving you a better view of me. You suddenly stop your lecture for a brief moment, and then you keep going. I smirk at you. I open my legs wider and I can feel your piercing gaze on my wetness. You unexpectedly sit at your desk to finish the lecture. I see you blushing. I hope I made you aroused. I like the idea of you touching yourself while you talk. I love teasing you. The bell r...

The first 3 months - Jill's lament August 2019, Miami Looking back over the last few months wasn’t easy. I felt myself outwardly wince more than once as I thought back over everything I’d felt and experienced since that day when things had finally exploded between me and Dave when he’d finally kicked me out. Yet here we were, forced together by our significant others, forced into a meeting neither wanted but which was mad...

If I had been told on my sixteenth birthday, that I would end up working as a houseboy, I would’ve advised the forecaster of that statement to sign up for some psychological evaluation. That, however, is exactly what happened by the time I had turned seventeen-years-old. To fully explain how this came about, I am afraid that I now have to embark on a two-part history lesson: Firstly, after my mother had left my dad and me...

Mike came home a little earlier than usual that day and walked into the house. He realized that the house was empty, so he headed to his bedroom. Up the stairs, he went. As he approached the door, he could hear labored breathing. He noticed the door wasn't pulled shut all the way, so he gently nudged the door. As it cracked open enough for him to see inside his jaw dropped and his dick hardened in his pants. He saw his wi...

Stephanie LeClair stuck her ass up in the air trying to push the hard cock that was ramming her at a breathtaking pace, even deeper into her suddenly insatiable pussy.   Her husband Daniel, was the one repeatedly pounding her like the man he was when she had met him fifteen years ago.  He had even gone as far as to surprise her by sticking his thumb in her ass as he thrust.  That had elicited a guttural moan escaping her...

The coast was clear. I had been up all night dreaming of Sally coming to my bedroom. I waited until Mother left the house and got my set of girlie magazines from under the bed and placed them on top of the duvet. I covered them with a towel as the obviousness of it all worried me. I paced my bedroom worrying about the unknown. Sally was already almost five minutes late, and I was practically hyperventilating with anxiety....

I see you watching me, playing with myself on the sofa. Did you think I wouldn't notice your presence? I can feel your eyes burning into my wide open legs. I flick and rub with much more need. Penetrating myself, at the thought of you coming in and fucking me. But no, you stand there at my window watching. Touching inside of your shorts. I come so hard, you get ready to step away back to your routine. I yell out ”Thanks f...

Sunday 12th May 2019, early evening It had been a long nine days. A very long nine days, since Jill had headed off to the airport to spend time with her two different lovers before following through on our agreement that she sever all ties before we relocated to L.A. These last days had marked the crescendo of a two-year period that had turned our marriage upside down. Until that fateful summer day in 2018 that kick-start...

Today was all too much with missed deadlines, no lunch, feeling annoyingly horny, and then having to cook dinner for your best friend and me. You just wanted to go to your room and have a quiet cry and a bit of a wank to finish yourself off. Instead, you have to prepare a three-course dinner, at which we all drink too much wine. The conversation inevitably turns to sex and the frustrations of your girlfriend’s sex life. “...

Victoria walked down the hallway of Assumption Catholic High School away from her history classroom, where her teacher, Mr. O, had just minutes ago given her a spanking. And for some crazy reason, she had agreed to allow it. At first, it seemed like a viable way out of her problem. If Mr. O reported to the main office that she was about to be given a third detention, Victoria would have received an automatic one-day schoo...

A myriad of emotions swept over me as Justine hugged me. I was angry, confused, heartbroken, sad, and shocked all at once. Stepping back from the embrace, I took stock of myself and the situation. Had Justine used this revelation as a way to cement our new arrangement? It didn’t seem to come from a place of guilt, but from a place of vengeance. “Fuck you, Justine!” I spat as I pushed her away. “Why? Why would I fucking ne...