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Mr.Paul (M/F, mild bdsm, mild cnc)

*This is quite long, sorry hopefully you all read to the end*

Today was not going well for Jackson, Mr. Paul if you were one of his students. Teaching College Lit he thought was his dream job, that was until this year. At 28yrs old most of his students were only few years younger, and he knew he was the faculty heartthrob. He had played rugby through college, and still played on a club team. In 3 of his classes there was that one girl he zeroed in on, and couldn’t stop thinking about, he was doing it again now as he sat at his desk, while students finished an essay.

“Mr. Paul, “Kalliopi cleared her throat and tried a little louder,” Sir.”

“Oh, umm sorry” Mr. Paul said pulling himself out of the daydream of bending a student over the desk after class. “What can I help you with?”

“Well, I umm…I have a question about one of my assignment grades. I think it’s wrong.” Kalliopi stammered out. She wasn’t normally shy, but around someone she found attractive she just couldn’t get the words out. Read more »

Rob’s Story (m/f) (incest)(water sports)(pregnancy) triggers

***This story was a challenge as it’s not an area I know and has all kinds of taboo in it. Feedback (don’t be a negative jerk) is welcome!****

It had been 4 years since the accident that ruined my husband. One drunkard on the interstate, then a year and a half in the hospital, and another few months of in and out physical therapy before they gave up and put him in a wheelchair. He lounges around the house now, barely able to tilt his neck to look at me when I’m speaking, barely able to move his wrist further than the joystick he’s got controlling himself, but still, he was fully capable of telling me what to do still. It went far beyond just the necessary food and water for him. Telling me to throw out all my old sex toys, asking me to remain faithful and abstinent in his crippled state. I still loved him of course, but it was frustrating, and I was getting lonely without any intimacy. Read more »

A Good Catholic MF/Public

A Good Catholic

We have been dating for 6mths now. Our relationship was unique. I loved that you dominated me and you loved how pliant I was. We had a sex bucket list and had already fulfilled one through four (cruise, hotel rooftop, sex club, and parents bed). Number five was my personal favorite, sex in the choir loft during Mass. We went to a weekday Mass, because those didn’t have music so we wouldn’t be interrupted.

I work a flower dress that hit just above my knees, and three inch heels. They made my ass/pussy line directly up with your cock. I didn’t put a bra on, or panties knowing you’d want full access to both areas. Walking up to the church my heart was beating fast in anticipation. I gripped my necklace absentmindedly twirling it between my fingers. Your hand on my hip felt like it was burning through my clothes. You leaned over and whispered “are you wet yet my princess?” Read more »

Forgotten appointment MF, CNC, Caution!

Trigger warning: This story is CNC based. Do not read further if you are not interested in consent non-consent!!

The weather had finally broke, my mood had lifted and I was going to be productive today. I slid on my favorite sundress and opened all the windows and the back French doors to let in the sea breezes and country air. I loved the smell of the salt water wafting in. I put on my workout mix tunes as loud as I could as I started dancing around the kitchen making some bread for dinner tonight. I was going to be making chicken cordon blue for my husband. I was hoping it would put him in the mood.

I had forgotten about the sexting I had done with some guy. I mean I stopped when my husband almost read a text. He was finally on board with having kids, I didn’t need to screw anything up now. As Dropkick Murphy came on movement caught my eye and I dropped the eggs I was carrying. There you were, the guy from the internet. How did you get in my house, how did you even know where I lived? Did I give you my address? My brain was trying to figure it all out as you came toward me. Read more »