Friday afternoon arrived, and Cathy had mixed feelings about Mr. Ward coming home. She knew that she had, to say the least, crossed a line by spanking Timmy. She had never thought about Timmy as anyone but a weird little kid across the street. Now, Cathy is confused by how fascinated she has become with his huge cock, and how much she enjoyed the power she felt while spanking Timmy. Now, it was getting to the point where...

Victor leaned against the car, his eyes scanning the other vehicles parked nearby. There were numerous men like him, men who maintained unreadable expressions while wearing tailored suits that concealed their shoulder holsters. Each was waiting for a student to emerge from the private school where classes had just ended not only for the day, but for the entire academic year. Victor realized he was the oldest of the driver...

I always looked forward to hearing from Jenny. Every few weeks, she sends me a text, an email, and an occasional phone call to let me know how much she is enjoying her college time. She even gives me credit for helping keep her head on straight anytime she starts to slack off. Last week, she called to let me know that she has some very challenging classes, and was not likely to make it home until the end of the quarter. S...

Penny sat there by the window, nearly drowning in coats and blankets. She shot an irritated look at the young, bubbly teenager standing next to her. The girl flashed her pristine, white teeth when she smiled. "So, is it still raining?" she asked. "I don't know, let me check the weather report." Penny turned her head about ninety degrees and looked out the window. "I don't think we'll be playing volleyball today." The girl...

I barely made it through the rest of the night sitting there on the sofa next to Katie without going back upstairs and texting Joe again. I couldn’t stop thinking about how sexy he’d looked in that lingerie, and the thought that he might be up there now looking for another outfit to wear made my dick throb in my jeans. After a couple more hours of TV Katie yawned and told me she was tired, so we said our goodnights to her...

Victoria climbed the Assumption High School’s southern-most stairs up to the 3rd floor on her way to Mr. O’s office, which was located in the outermost wing of the school. It was such a pain to get to. As she walked, the student looked once again at the main office reporting slip with the 15:45 appointment time written on it as it if would suddenly reveal some new clues about why she had been summoned to meet her history...

“A daddy should not be wondering what’s under his stepdaughter’s skirt!” nineteen-year-old Heather said to Caledon, standing in front of him, pointing a chiding finger at him. He stammered: “I’m—I’m not, I just said, I, fuck, don’t say that too loud, your mom—" “Hey, you two,” his wife Mary said, striding through the living room to get to the kitchen. “I’ll be back in a few with dinner.” Then she noticed her daughter Heat...

We find the stunning sixteen-year-old Tammi King lying on her bed amid a tangle of soft cotton sheets that smelled of perfume and sex with her eyes closed. As she slowly descended from her orgasmic high she ran her hands down the front of her firm and tanned body in an effort to take inventory. Her white cotton blouse had been ripped open and the few remaining buttons were held on by threads, but that's what she had hoped...

A dozen men wait in the conservatory. Some sit on the few chairs at the far end of the room, and some stand, but few are feeling chatty. All of them, from twenty-somethings to those in their sixties, look like penguins. Black and white is the dress code for tonight. Well, more specifically, black boxers with white shirts, polos or t-shirts. Everyone is on the verge of breaking into a serious sweat, and it’s not just becau...

My Final Fantasy: Part III— The Awakening When we last left our two characters John was engaged in a long business telephone call inside the house and Marella was on the deck ostensibly looking at the up-coming dinner’s budget. Intrigued by a file named “Final Fantasy” on the far right of John’s computer screen Marella can’t resist the temptation to pry and has clicked open the file. Marella has begun to read John’s Final...