Young girl/older men Stories

Pink Ponce sat in a secluded corner of the library; her cheeks flushed as she devoured another racy novel. The twenty-three-year-old bombshell had been there for hours; legs crossed tightly as the stories stoked a fire deep in her core. Her nipples strained against her thin crop top, and she squirmed in her seat, desperate for relief. Just then, an older gentleman in his fifties strolled by her table. His salt-and-pepper...

Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring... Steve's phone rang. It was Mark, the young man who brought his girlfriend June to The Tavern earlier today. Steve remembered how he had slowly seduced that sweet girl, who had just turned eighteen, right in front of Mark. June had responded to Steve's moves, while Steve had kept constant pressure on her. Now, after giving it some thought, perhaps June and Mark had agreed to his offer of further a...

The following morning, I woke and glancing at the clock on the bedside table, I could see it was five thirty am, the room's curtains were open, and the light was streaming in. Getting up, I walked to the full-length mirror, and although I could see red marks across my body, they were not as bad as I had expected. They had been kind to me, which made me wonder what I should expect today; more caning on my arse for sure, an...