It wasn't supposed to be this way, but I am so glad that it has worked out like it has. My wife, Jade, is thirty years old. I am Cammron, and I am forty-five years old. Even though I work out regularly and eat right, I must admit that I am slowing down a bit, especially in the bedroom. We have been married for ten years, and, although she doesn't complain, at least not to me, I feel her need for more performance bearing d...
It was another day at the St. Margaret’s Academy for Wayward Girls, and having just finished their morning inspection, the twenty or so girls of Mr. Wilson’s eighteen-year-old class slowly let their skirts fall back down into place. Then, with their faces burning bright red from the lingering humiliation, they turned to walk back to their desks. In between the silence of the room and the chatter of their chairs, not a sin...
It was morning at the St. Margaret’s Academy for Wayward Girls, and dressed in their standard school uniforms consisting of a simple blazer and a knee length skirt, the twenty or so girls of class 2-1 stared straight ahead as they waited for their usual inspection to begin. It was like this every day before class. Standing silently beside their desks, they shifted nervously in place as their homeroom teacher walked on by...
Detective Clay Hardwicke had dedicated almost two decades of his life to his profession. He was considered a loose cannon by his superiors, someone who could get the job done, but his methods were questionable at best. He made no excuse for his approach, more often than not, that was deemed unconventional, unorthodox, and unethical. As Clay worked on his next case, he was staring intently at the monitor in front. His atte...
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Singing her need in utter desperation, she begged and pleaded for permission to cum, but still, he held her on the edge. Minutes turned to an hour, as he constructed the dam, that he would burst at his leisure. Her cunt became a raging inferno. She had never felt this intensity before, such desperate need, focused on her flaming cunt. Marriage taught her to fake each orgasm. Her lover had taught her how to feel, how to li...
Dan and Jennifer Franklin met at a random event, dated for a while, fell in love, and married. Their beginnings were not unique in the world by any stretch. The relationship that grew between them? Now, that was something special. They were desperately in love with each other and were best friends in all the best senses of the word. It didn’t matter what the world threw at them, they handled it together in near-perfect ha...
Previously: Mr. Gardner has accepted the offer of "other duties as assigned," and Ms. Suze has just requested his help with an evening event... On Friday I rode up on my Honda, my cock already half-hard. A woman I had not met before but had seen around the house greeted me with a genuine and sunny smile. "Hi! Mr. Gardner, I believe," she said, "I finally get to meet you." Her voice was low and sultry, her smile was infect...
At the end of my day, I was walking around the house on the gravel path toward the front gates and my parking space. Ms. Suze strode out of the front door on an intercept course, and again I sighed inwardly, bracing. She stopped and crooked her finger sternly in that unmistakable "follow me" sign. Glumly, like a schoolboy caught with his hand in the cookie jar, I followed her inside. I had only been inside once, for the f...
In the Bureau’s trainee barracks, surrounded by the morning scuffle of dozens of other trainees preparing for the day, Kristen and Zach spooned in her narrow bunk. No one paid them any attention. As far as anyone else knew, they were both locked inescapably in their standard-issue chastity devices, just like any other subjects of the Bureau and if they wanted to indulge in what physical closeness they could manage, compou...
“My cock hurts, can I cum now?” “No. Not yet. We need you to last a few more minutes, these are the best readings we’ve ever got on this machine to date!! You’re doing soo well!” “Do the tentacles need to keep sucking on me like this … I can b-barely hold it together….Please!” “Five more minutes, hold on for five more minutes. It will be worth it, I promise.” “Mmnnghh! ..Doctor … I... I …please, please!!” “Hold it right t...
The door clicked as it opened and Ellie stepped into her room, pulling her backpack off her shoulder as she did so. As she closed the door behind her, slender fingers making sure to turn the lock on the door, she tossed her bag onto the chair at her desk and turned towards her bed. Her mind was just racing with ideas. She had gotten out early today, business being rather slow, but she was not complaining about that at all...
In the three weeks that had passed since her punishment first started, Reena was barely any closer to finishing than when she began. She stared down at the half-finished piece of paper in front of her, her fingers trembling as she held onto the pen. On the Proper User of Titles And Addresses: While present on academy grounds, students are required to obey all instructions issued to them by the faculty members of the schoo...
“Miss Vulnerability! it’s so good to see you,” said Index, the bespectacled, green-skinned host behind the front desk of the Moaning Mask Club. “You can call me Billie,” Billie reminded him. “Billie, of course. Will you be participating tonight?” “That’s what I’m here for.” “Usual offerings and preferences?” Index asked, hovering his pen over an open page of the guestbook. “I’m in a punishing mood,” Billie confessed, remo...
She looked like a warrior with her fierce blue eyes and the long red braid down her back. Her creamy breasts bounced rhythmically with each thrust, their nipples betraying her arousal. His moves were slow and deliberate; no need to rush this exquisite coupling. He felt her climax drawing closer as she tried to ride him faster, grinding against his body. “Slow and steady, my love. What’s your hurry?” “I need...” “What do y...
