The Professor’s Lesson – Chapter 6: A New Assignment by Evelyn Hart The morning light filtered through the study’s heavy curtains, casting a soft glow over the mahogany desk where last night’s roleplay had unfolded. The room had returned to its everyday guise—books neatly shelved, the nameplate tucked away, the satchel hidden in the closet—but … Read more
The Professor’s Lesson – Chapter 5: Afterglow and Reconnection by Evelyn Hart The study was quiet now, the grandfather clock’s steady tick the only sound punctuating the stillness. The sandalwood candle had burned low, its flame a faint flicker casting soft shadows across the leather-bound books and scattered props on the shelves. James and Laura … Read more
The Professor’s Lesson – Chapter 4: The Climax of Submission by Evelyn Hart Laura knelt on the hardwood floor of the study, her wrists still bound by the soft leather cuffs, the carabiner clinking softly as her hands rested on James’s thighs. The blindfold kept her world shrouded in darkness, heightening the sensory tapestry around … Read more
The Professor’s Lesson – Chapter 3: The Edge of Control by Evelyn Hart Laura’s arms stretched above her head, the soft leather cuffs biting gently into her wrists as the rope held her secure against the ceiling hook. The mahogany desk pressed coolly against her lower back, her skirt still bunched around her hips, exposing … Read more
The Professor’s Lesson – Chapter 2: Surrendering to the Role by Evelyn Hart Laura’s world had narrowed to a symphony of sensations: the cool edge of the mahogany desk beneath her palms, the warmth radiating from her skin where James’s paddle and crop had made contact, the soft rustle of her skirt hiked up over … Read more
The Professor’s Lesson – Chapter 1: The Invitation by Evelyn Hart James adjusted his glasses and leaned back in the high-backed chair behind the heavy mahogany desk, the centerpiece of the study he’d transformed for the evening. The room, usually a cozy haven of books and family photos, now resembled a professor’s office at an … Read more
sexstories.com A Stormi Night – chapter 5 by Limnophile Fiction, Incest, Male/Teen Female Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: USA Posted Sat 30th of December 2023 Report Font size : – + What happens when uncle and niece get caught? – After walking nearly a mile to get my truck, I drove to work.
“Stacy has magnificent tits!” the words echoed in Ginny’s mind.She and Nigel have been inseparable since childhood. Next-door neighbors, two massive nerds (preferring to be called “geeks”) fascinated by outer space and distant planets, with common interests ranging from books to computer games – best friends who could always find comfort with each other, and
“Who gets three stupid Yahztees in one game? Nobody can beat that!” Mark was playing board games with Tina online and she kept winning. Tina only lived a short drive from Mark, but she was out of town tonight, so they’d settled on a video call. “Sounds like a skill issue,” came her response through
The Neighbors Daughter { Preamble, everyone is 18 or older, no names here relate to any specific real life person.} Ch1 It was a dark and stormy night. Rain beat against the windows like it was driven by a dragon’s breath. The sighs of the house conjured thoughts of amorphous beings being tortured in the
sexstories.com Can’t Have it All – Part 2 by megavine7 Fiction, Blowjob, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Erotica, Incest, Romance, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Young Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: Canada Posted Sat 22nd of June 2024 Report Font size : – + This is my first ever story so feedback would
Growing up, I often fantasized one day I’d become Superman. Like him, I was raised by 2 oldies who did their best to make me a decent person. At 10 years old, Dad was 56 and worked for Boeing. Mom was 48 and was a part time employee at the local Walmart. Every evening, Dad
I obeyed grandma’s demand, starting with a plant of both lips on each cheek, followed by a slurp of one then the other. Getting bolder, I began sniffing the crack, then letting my tongue glide up and down the crevice from the tiny pucker past the apex and swirling on the small of her back.
“You want me, don’t you?” Jodi asked in a sultry voice.Facing her, Matt Turner could only frantically nod. He had been going out with Jodi Slater for less than a week, and they had only just had their second date, but he had been dreaming about her every moment of it.She was tall, matching his
In the first chapter, Olivia and I were young and inexperienced. We started dating and after multiple, less-than-optimal sexual attempts, succeeded and enjoyed various positions. We agreed to accomplish each other’s fantasy request for her/his birthday. Olivia’s was first, and she requested I dominate her. When she was blindfolded, I pretended to bring Jim, my
“Dragonfruit”I was just coming into the bedroom to get ready for bed. I was tired, but that was my only complaint. Still if he hadn’t said it, and had just tried to go for sex, I would have turned him down. Maybe I just wasn’t in the mood for something boring today. Instead, I came
In May of 2000, my wife Susannah and I purchased a beautiful modern type log cabin outside of a small resort town in West Virginia. Susannah, then 42, had just finished an expansion project at work which closed with a news conference attended by all of our local TV stations. That project, coupled with my
This won’t make any sense if you don’t read the previous parts. Mind the tags. All characters are 18+. 4. True Submission Elias caught a glimpse of his reflection in the polished surface of the nearby mirror. His face was puffy and flushed, the remnants of exertion and perhaps a touch of humiliation. His hair
Intro: This story, I wrote in the second-person point of view and in present tense. If you don’t like that style of writing, you have been warned. I (male/Mr Johnson) meet up with you (female) again and I take you out for a surprise trip to a BDSM dungeon that I’ve hired for us. *****************************
Gloria used me for another day before her husband called to tell her that Travis was begging him to come home, so she took me back to Miss Pamela’s early. Miss Pamela was happy because she had something in mind for me. One of the women who had been in the audience for my spit