This popped into my head a disjointed mess and I left it that way. He extolled the virtues of godly works at the pulpit, and called me every type of whore as he covered me in his robes and fucked my face in the rectory. Every Sunday, without fail. The first time, he told about …
Careful. The trees will offer you comfort… The woods always seem friendly during the day. The gentle rustle of the leaves and the sun peeking through like a halo as you walk. Nothing is more beautiful than the fresh scent as it fills your nose and the buzz of the insects as they dart about …
My mind is full of weird things. I just kept this from being a different type of story. Too early for something dark that needs a trigger warning. Still this gent may make some uncomfortable with his fetish. The back door was an open invitation. He jumped the fence and strolled in. No attention was …
Dirty girl, that’s what he liked to call me. He’d tell me to strip and make me pose, legs spread and mouth opened wide. He’d stand over me, cock bobbing, balls heavy with cum, and tell me to service him. I’m press to my face in his groin and lick. From tip to base, tight …
“They say there are monsters out here.” He pushed a branch out of the way, barely holding it for her before continuing on. “Some big, hideous creatures. Trolls or ogres or something that liked to kidnap and eat people.” Samantha rolled her eyes at Matt. If he was trying to scare her, he was doing …
I wanted to call this misbehaving masturbator. – Home in five. She didn’t think she could wait that long. Her cunt ached. Rolling to her belly, she squeezed her breast before jamming her hand between her thighs. The tease of a long day could be felt in the heat and wetness that met her fingers. …
She wore the dress he liked, low in the front and the back. Her thigh peeked out of the long slit when she took a step. He couldn’t help the way his eyes slid down the line of her body. He never could help himself and time hadn’t changed that at all. He stood to …
Quickie. She hopped up on his desk, sitting on his documents as she made herself comfortable. He’d just make her to move his computer before she’d sat. “Mr. K. It’s lunchtime, innit?” Pinching the bridge of his nose, he drew in a breath. “Sarah, what did I tell you about coming in to the office …
“Can you be quiet for me?” His cock slid deep into her cunt and she barely held back her cry. The way he spooned around her, lifting her leg to drape it over his thigh. She covered her mouth as he inched in a little deeper. Fuck, that felt good. “Don’t want the kids to …
“Finders, keepers. Losers, weepers.” “For fuck sake, are you twelve? Give me back my underwear.” He moved out of the way when she tried to reach for the tiny red scrape of fabric she claimed was underwear. She made a noise and grasped at them again, her body pressed into his. He kept them enough …