Kevin arose from the pile of tangled blankets, rumpled pillows, and naked bodies on the lakehouse deck and padded towards the sliding glass door, rubbing his dark brown beard with one hand and scratching his pale white ass with the other. Cassie, her long auburn curls partly obscuring her face, raised her heavy eyelids and whispered in the direction of her husband’s gleaming buns, “Kevin, come back.” “Cass, those Cokes ar...

Stephanie Reeves had just turned thirty-seven, though most people guessed her a few years younger. She still wore her long chestnut hair down past her shoulders, a style her students often complimented, and her figure remained enviable despite two teenage sons. She wasn’t slim like the girls who filled her orchestra room, but she carried her curves with grace — full hips, a soft middle that gave way to a generous bust, an...

“Professor, we shouldn’t be doing this,” she warns in her schoolgirl voice. An exaggerated roleplay of our previous roles. “I shouldn’t be fucking a student?” I grunt, then withdraw from her strawberry pussy and dump some premature ejaculate into my hand. “Or wiping my cum all over her hot tits?” “No,” she breathes as I clean her cans. “But how else am I gonna get that A?” “Roll over.” I slide two fingers into her oiled-u...

Say what you want about the ownership of Rack O’ Ribs—and the clientele, for that matter—but the ribs were surprisingly good for backwoods New Hampshire. Tonight was Cassie’s 38th birthday, but Cassie and Kevin often went to the Rack O’ Ribs on Saturday evenings to split a pitcher of Bud and, well, a rack of ribs. “Hiya, Mrs. McDougal,” their waitress pronounced around a pungent wad of grape Bubblicious. “Tawny!” Cassie s...

"Aren't you pleased your old student has returned as the new teacher?" Pushed against the classroom wall, a hand between her breasts, beads of sweat paint her face and her silenced lips tremble. Her skirt lays crumpled below. Fingers slide down her white belly and seize her naked cunt. "So wet, my pet, but it's mine to allow, isn't it?" She nods frantically, eyes begging permission. "And my gift?" A finger wiggles the jew...