After a disturbing nightmare, where I was visited by a hybrid of my boss, Miss Taylor, and my former teacher, Miss Smith, I had resolved to wear panties and tights to work, pretending to myself that I was being directed to do so. Wasting no time, I'd ordered what I needed and, two days later, I arrived back home to find there had been a delivery. Frantically, I tore the package open, and seven pairs of white cotton pantie...

It was a shock! A travesty! Surely, with twenty years' service, the past five being in the position of deputy, I should have been the obvious choice to be made Head of Logistics when Bill Swinney retired. But, no, instead the directors had appointed this young woman, Hannah Taylor, straight from university with a degree in English Literature—a subject of unfathomable benefit to an engineering company. Furthermore, apart f...

Sister Bernadette had been at the convent of St. Mary’s for just over two weeks. They accepted her despite her very young age and somewhat open ideas about life. She was intelligent, obtaining a first-class honours degree from Cambridge in advanced Science and Anthropology, a course that encompassed all the sciences for good measure. Her love of learning knew no bounds, which only made her decision to enter the convent so...

The kitchen felt smaller with him in it. The clock ticked too loudly, and the unpaid bills sat in a messy pile on the table. Cassie stood in the doorway, arms folded, trying to look calm while her heart thudded in her chest. Her landlord Josh leaned against the counter, broad shoulders filling the space. His eyes went straight to the papers on the table. “You’re two months behind,” he said. His voice was low and steady. “...

Megan, forty-five, president of the city club, was only planning to play a couple of matches at this year’s visit to the country club. As she donned her short tennis frock, as always quite low-necked, she smirked and felt a slight juicy gush as she recalled the night before’s threesome with her gorgeous virile opposite number Geoff, and his horny wife Tess. “A nice loosener for the weekend ahead,” she thought to herself....

The plane cruised, clouds scudding lazily below. The stewardess had just given us our meals. The man next to me gave me the eye. We both knew. I reached over and pulled out his cock. He groaned as I stroked him, precum covering my palm. I leaned down, mouth open, eager to taste. I accidentally bumped the controls with my elbow. The plane lurched. I sighed, flicking on the intercom. “Good morning, this is your co-pilot. I...

Dean was buried in me, soft but twitching, his breath warm on my tits as I ground my hips down in slow circles. My folds raw and greedy from our last round, but I wasn’t finished. We were under the covers. I knew the others were still out there, but I didn’t care. Let them listen. I rocked again, grinding my clit along his root, teasing the length back to life. He groaned into my chest, one hand lazily pawing at my arse,...

As Melissa handed Brian a drink and sat beside him on her sofa, she smiled. The conversations she had shared with her downstairs neighbour had always been filled with laughter, and she felt sure this particular evening would be no different. "I moved in a year ago today. Sometimes it feels like it was a lifetime ago," Melissa said, reflecting on the changes that had taken place during the last twelve months. "If I'd have...

Mary broke the kiss as I pulled her top over her head. I squeezed her breasts, bit her nipples and guided her towards the bed. "Teel my fits," she said, followed by, "And nite my bipples." What were bipples? And how do you perform niting, and teeling? "Pick my lussy," she added. "Pick your what?" I questioned. I moaned when her finger entered my ass. "Puck my fussy," she pleaded. "What language are you speaking?" I asked....