Warning: All characters in this story are at or above the legal age of 18. This story contains reluctance which may not be suitable for all readers. * * * * * “Save it for outside the classroom, Miss Croft.” The Professor motions with his hand towards the exit. Does he really want me to walk outside in this condition? “Perhaps you should visit the locker room, located in the South wing, before going to any after school co...

A digital message flashes above the elevator door. 1ST FLOOR. RAVENWOOD ACADEMY. The elevator shaft halts its ascent as I hear mechanical wheels rotate and lock. I let out a loud sigh of excitement. I purposely did not watch any reviews or research any tips. I want the satisfaction of defeating all twelve floors of this virtual reality game. Here we go. The polished steel doors of the elevator depart, revealing a quiet ha...

Jason switched off the TV. He yawned. “I’m going to sleep, babe.” Miranda smiled. “Sure.” She patted Jessi’s leg. “Come on, Jess. Time for bed. You’ve got an early plane tomorrow.” Jessi stretched on the couch, hitting Miranda’s leg. “I don’t want to. Can’t I stay here with you?” Miranda frowned. “Don’t be lazy. You need to be ambitious. Look at me, I’m already the Vice-President in my company.” Jessi sat up, then flopped...

“Out with it!” “No!” “I am not playing around, Jessi!” Jason grabbed her ass and squeezed it. Jessi yelped but she didn’t say anything else. Jason smirked, “Oh? Acting tough, eh?” He pushed Jessi on to the bed and got on top of her. With one fluid movement, he pulled up her top revealing two of the most breath-taking breasts he had seen his entire life. They were so big even his gorilla hands couldn’t hold them in complet...

The seashore in Cape Cod has been a wonderful place for my wife and me to start our retirement. I had a thriving and lucrative photography studio in Manhattan for forty-five years. Now I am ready to enjoy our home on the beach. I converted an old garage on the back of our property into a small studio, so I can keep my hand in the business doing less demanding photo shoots. My previous work entailed everything from wedding...

I waited for a passing car to move past me and then ran across the street. The sky that had been bright blue just a few seconds ago had opened up and begun to pour, the water seeped through my thin top and soaked my high-waist shorts. The massive mall was filled with people that had, just like me, attempted to seek some sort of shelter from the spiking drops of rain and I watched the hoard of them as I wrung out my long d...

I love a sexy lady With handcuffed hands and feet. I love to lick and nibble Her place that tastes so sweet. Or tie her wrists and ankles With a strong Hentai bow. Then spread her lovely knees wide And make her juices flow. I’d inflict some loving pain; Clothes pins upon a tit. Maybe use a riding crop To spank her pulsing clit. And when she’s really begging For me to let her cum, I’d plunge my tongue inside her And very l...

I was completely submerged in water, the only part of me that was sticking up was the top of my head and my nose so that I could breath. It was so warm my head span even though I was lying down but the weak feeling was welcomed by my hot body that writhed beneath my hand. My left fingers slipped between the lips of my sex and gently rubbed the juices that I could feel despite the water. My body instantly responded to the...

Somehow the words "no sex" had not been mentioned in the green pamphlet for the academy. It had featured pictures of young women preparing themselves for battle and included texts about what went down in the area .But no, not once had it said "no sex". I'm Milla Jones, a 19 year old girl who was stupid enough to get her sexual debut right before she left for an All Girls military academy, the only males around here were s...

Oh, Natalia you're so funny! I was that girl, the one who was regard as "funny" and "smart"- despite my seventeen years I still didn't have a boyfriend. Sure I'd had some (a lot of) crushes before - but since I had been so young they were hardly worth the mention. My last relationship had been at the age of eleven. I pressed the little send-button on my phone and sent off the message to my friend, Sarah - she'd been in a...