After taking it up the “hoo-ha” from Lizzie’s boyfriend, I wondered if she might finally have had her fill of tormenting me. Those fears were quickly extinguished when she approached me a week later. Focused on her blog, as well as accommodating her followers, Lizzie started to show up with very specific demands for me. They often included props, increasingly ones that were inserted into my anus, as well as particular phr...

He was late. My heart sank and tears welled up in my eyes. I hadn’t heard from him since he dropped me home Monday morning after such a glorious night together on Sunday. That had annoyed me, but I wasn’t concerned…until now. Ten minutes earlier, I said goodbye to my last young student of the evening, and ran upstairs to quickly take off my panties, camisole, and bra. I pulled my black stretchy skirt up high on my thighs...

It was the last Friday in August - the day I had been dreading for years. I smiled through my tears as I waved goodbye to my boys as they set off on their journey. Both my sons were off to university, and I was now officially an empty nester. There was a real mixture of emotions running through me - the sadness and loneliness were tempered with a sense of freedom and excitement as this new chapter of my life was about to...

Her name was Wanda. That's all. Wanda. We met in an offhand way while shopping. Then nature took its course. On rented sheets, her body clenched as my tongue and fingers gave a cum that rippled from head to toe. It was her second of the day, stronger than the first. Yet there she sprawled, eyes closed, humming a little tune. I'd worshiped her pussy to perfection, while my own body simmered, wet with want. This wasn't fair...

Sheer endless seemed her legs when crawling
 catlike across his body slow Her silken stockings brushing naked and desperate skin in wanton glow. Her teasing merciless and without hasting feet, hands are bound, his mouth is mute cock hard to burst, sweat on his forehead one answer is their sole dispute. Her velvet nether lips so moistly, close to his panty-muted mouth, despaired to taste, and feel and screw her, with all h...

Shazia Shah was a fifty-five-year-old Muslim woman born in Pakistan but now living in the UK. She came to the UK with her parents when she was aged eight, she married when she was twenty-one. Although the marriage was now up to thirty-four years, it had never been a particularly happy one. Shazia's husband was ten years older than her and what little sex there had been in the marriage, ended a few years ago. Sex for Shazi...

Fifty-six-year-old divorcee Simon Crowther had been living in his cottage on the outskirts of an English village for six weeks now, and he was gradually getting himself integrated into the village life. Simon had a large amount of money behind him, and he had no need to work, but he was getting anxious to pursue his favourite pastime, the trouble was getting it started again. Simon had been able to indulge in his pastime...

Like furious Valkyrie, the storms rolled in on the eve of the weekend. While neighboring states were pummeled into submission, I was totally unaware, oblivious to the tempest of death that obliterated the central and western portions of my home state. That’s because I was likewise being pummeled into submission. North of us was complete disaster; to the west was utter devastation. The tornadoes rushed southward, leveling...

Day 11 The alarm rings its wake-up song, raising my worried mind from the slumber it was in. I don’t want to start the day, I would much rather snooze until the last moment. Akari shuts up the clock, ending the blaring noise that was preventing me from ignoring the day to come. Unfortunately, she also lights up the room, making it difficult for me to go back into the void of sleep. I open my eyes, but regret it right away...