Mary Frances Ferguson, the headmistress of the Ferguson School, looked across her desk at the young man she was interviewing for the job of boys’ physical education teacher. She felt a beginning tingling and a slight dampness in her panties. Damn! He sure looked just like what she had in mind! He was a very
Ginger Davis, watching her husband Tom climb out of the swimming pool, wondered for the hundredth time how such an exciting-looking, sexy guy could be such a dud in bed. It just wasn’t fair to be married to a man who turned her on like crazy and then failed her when they fucked. “What are
It’s not so much that Tina is my slave. She isn’t. She just loves to be submissive. She loves to make sexual bets and perform outrageous dares. This is one of the wildest adventures she’s had – yet – at least with me. First, a description. Tina is 20 – but she looks more like
“Tasha! May I cum?” he exclaimed as he grimaced. Natasha smiled. “No, David. Don’t cum yet!” she pumped her hips slowly, and loved the feel of his desperate and hard cock inside her. He was bound to the bed. She was on top, propped up on her elbows, her naked legs alongside his, her face
My boyfriend likes my sister, Alexa. When I was away last year he took her out a couple of times, not as a date, but in order to be closer to me, virtually. Alexa is my twin. Alexa was always quieter than I and never had the luck with guys — not all good luck,
Lisa Mays was in a horny mood. Since moving to the middle-class suburb with her husband, John, she had seen less and less of him. And now she found herself horny as anything, wanting nothing more than to feel John’s lean body thrashing on hers as he fucked her silly. She decided to go for
Meg, my wife came back from caring for her mother looking and feeling very tired, it seemed she was treated more like a servant than a step-daughter, and despite her familial feelings decided that she wouldn’t do it again no matter what happened. I kept quiet about it, mainly because I had never had a
Just because I’m going to Bangkok, doesn’t mean I’ll … Since he was talking to himself Fred didn’t need to complete the sentence. His internal dialogue consisted mostly of such snippets: loath the exploitation of women … anyway have a relationship … whatever that means … at least think I do … giving it an
Softly she moans as he enters her for the first time. His cock softly parting her fine blond pussy hair. She feels each and every portion begin to slide in her. Her juices flowing so that the cock easily slides in more and more. She spreads her legs further in hopes of coaxing more of
Picking up her son’s shorts, Karen pressed them to her face, inhaling his scent. The throb between her thighs brought a soft moan from her lips. Looking around to make sure she was alone, she turned Robbie’s shorts inside out, pressing the crotch against her lips, breathing deeply the scent of his cock and balls
Galeen slid her room card into the slot on her hotel door, the flashing green light announced that the door was now unlocked. She stepped into the room and held the door open so that Luke could enter as well. “Very nice accommodations, your company must be looking out for you now a days,” Luke
It was never that dirty, and it wasn’t even that big. Mr. Chambers house was Leifang’s favorite to clean. And Mr. Chambers himself was a nice man, she came early and he gave her breakfast and coffee in the morning and they talked. He was in his fifties, balding, and a widower. He lived here
I got home from work that evening and i was absolutely shattered. It had been one of them days – nothing goes right for you and you just feel like hitting the nearest person to you (know the feeling?). I stripped off my work stuff and put on a comfortable pair of shorts and went
My wife is one of the most beautiful, sensual women in the world. We have been happily married for almost 10 years now and have 2 beautiful girls. She is a stay-at-home Mom. She has been so indulgent, enduring my femdom and cuckold fantasies for some time. While she and I have had some wonderful
It was the year I got my first C-cup bra. I had been itching and uncomfortable in the chest for months, and sometimes the straps left painful red welts. When we went shopping for a new bra the saleslady immediately saw that I had been squeezing into a B-cup for too long and I was