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Teacher’s Pet

Each day, as winter approached, less light seeped in through the classroom windows, and now at the early time of 6:00pm Mr West was almost sat in darkness. With half an hour before he had to leave to meet his wife for tea, Mr West was squinting as he desperately tried to conquer the mountain of marking before him. Even the thought of turning on the light was too much of a distraction.

Mr West thrived off of teaching and he knew it was what he’d do until the day he was forced to retire. He’d taught kids from four through to eighteen and sharing that journey with them had been a gift, but that didn’t make it any less draining when he had to stay back at the college to catch up on work.

He was in a rhythm of ticking and turning pages when a light tap sounded on the glass of the classroom door. He let out a quiet sigh of frustration as he glanced at the dwindling pile of papers, and then forced a smile onto his face. Duty called.

“Come in.” Read more »

The Business Trip

“No, honey,” Veronica sighed into the phone. At the other end a voice babbled excitedly. “I told you, I’m away on business. Tomorrow night, okay?”

Her husband grumpily agreed and allowed Veronica to hang up and head back into the restaurant. She and Chris were trying for a baby. They were trying so hard that they’d taken to fucking at any possible opportunity, which was great, but she was beginning to think that Chris was simply enjoying the feeling of power that came with ‘breeding’ her.

From what he’d said on the call, her trip to this business expo had thrown a spanner into his plans for the evening.

“Chris forgotten you were away?” Charlie grinned as she slid back into her seat. He was her assistant, now apprentice, who had begged with an embarrassing amount of desperation to come on this trip. She’d relented pretty quickly; these trips could be boring and Charlie was a cheeky entertainer, so she thought he might make good company.

“You know my husband too well,” she smiled. She took a sip of wine as she examined the dessert in front of her: a fudgy, chocolate brownie topped with juicy raspberries. Read more »

Teacher’s Pet

Each day, as winter approached, less light seeped in through the classroom windows, and now at the early time of 6:00pm Mr West was almost sat in darkness. With half an hour before he had to leave to meet his wife for tea, Mr West was squinting as he desperately tried to conquer the mountain of marking before him. Even the thought of turning on the light was too much of a distraction.

Mr West thrived off of teaching and he knew it was what he’d do until the day he was forced to retire. He’d taught kids from four through to eighteen and sharing that journey with them had been a gift, but that didn’t make it any less draining when he had to stay back at the college to catch up on work.

He was in a rhythm of ticking and turning pages when a light tap sounded on the glass of the classroom door. He let out a quiet sigh of frustration as he glanced at the dwindling pile of papers, and then forced a smile onto his face. Duty called.

“Come in.” Read more »

Two’s Company, Three’s a Crowd Pleaser

This is based on a follower’s submission. Feel free to send me more

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“Maybe tonight I get to cum inside you?” Nick raised his eyebrows with a grin.

Priya rolled her eyes in response and gave his leg a whack under the table of the busy bar. It was worth a try, again, to see if she’d changed her mind; she was down for almost anything, but apparently she enjoyed teasing him with this one particular fantasy.

“Have you guys seen the girl behind the bar?” Tom grinned as he took his seat in the booth. With one hand he sipped his beer, and with the other he motioned towards a short, brunette girl serving drinks.

“She’s cute,” Priya nodded.

“Bro, she’s rebound material,” Nick winked.

For the first time Nick saw Tom blush. Tom was a player, at least before he met his ex. Since the breakup he’d been out of the game and Nick knew it was time he get back on the field.

“Tom, dude. You’re hot, she’s hot. You guys need to smush.It’s basic maths.”

“It’s been a while,” Tom shrugged. Read more »

Spycam

Based on a follower submission

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Rosie and Owen struggled to fuck. She shared a room with her friend and lived with two others, he lived at his parents, and there was a fair distance between them. Of course they found their way around it and sure the relationship still had passion, but Owen was always thinking of new ways to inject more. He was insatiable.

Rosie has known about the vibrator before it turned up, Owen made sure of that. She also knew that she had to use it tonight for him.

What she didn’t know about was the spycam.

It had been pricey for something so small, but when he’d tested the quality he couldn’t complain. The last time he’d visited her he’d discreetly placed it into a teddy on the dresser at the end of her bed. He had enjoyed the show, watching her undress whilst she was non the wiser. He’d even caught glimpses of her sporty roommate, Pip. Their beds were practically adjoined so he really got his money worth when they were both getting ready. Read more »

The Wrong Bed

Based on a follower request

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Fuck, the party had been a hit. Everyone had raved about how great the night was and Rory now felt like an overnight school celebrity.

But still he was lying in bed alone.

He’d hoped the hype of his party might have got him laid, or at least a handjob like Austin had promised it would.

Yet here Rory was, alone in bed, whilst Austin got to fuck his girlfriend Annie all night.

Fuck, Annie! Rory always thought she was a goddess. He teased Austin about how hot his girlfriend was but what he didn’t tell him was that he woke up most mornings with a rock hard cock from dreaming about her.

Rory had accepted sleeplessness when he heard a door creak open and closed. He hated how noisy this house was; you could hear every time someone was going to the toilet. Rory had no idea who it was, he’d let plenty of people stay the night and he honestly wasn’t really bothered, he just wanted to doze off and erase the image of Annie bouncing on Austin’s cock from his mind. Read more »

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The Janitor

To see how Vicky’s journey started read ‘The Basement’ on my profile. Any kind of feedback is appreciated!

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Each day Vicky became more desperate, but she knew she couldn’t return to the basement inexperienced.

In an attempt to rebel against her innocence she’d sneakily ordered some toys from the internet, and when the collection was delivered she’d rushed to her room.

The discreet vibrator had become an instant obsession and she’d spent the next few evenings grinding it eagerly between her thighs.

That was until one evening when she’d pulled the sleek, pink butt plug from the package.

Vicky had bit her lip as she’d rolled the toy between her hands. She’d done her research but still the butterflies swarmed in her stomach.

‘You need this,’ she’d thought.

With a lubed hand she had massaged her hole before sliding a shaky finger inside. It was a tender sensation, but she was soon working two digits in and out of her own ass, the motion sending shivers up her spine. Eventually she’d felt ready, and she’d allowed the plug to slide slowly into her ass. Vicky gasped quietly as she felt her hole stretch with the smooth outline of the toy, her hips rocking back and forth as she allowed it deeper and deeper. Read more »

The Van

Want to read how Vicky’s journey started? Check out ‘The Basement’ on my profile.

1st para – story * 2nd – smut * 3rd – filth

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Vicky lay impatiently on the basement sofa.

It was the 12th of October, over a week since she’d spent a Friday evening writhing from the flick of the Ghost’s tongue on her clit. She’d returned the next night in the hope to feel him again, but she’d been too scared to try and sneak into the house. She’d left, frustrated, and spent the rest of the week dreaming of that evening.

The current Saturday was a boozy camp out, and still lusting for his touch she’d dragged her boyfriend into their tent and begged him to fuck her.

What had followed was a fumbled attempt at sex that was over too quick and hardly worth the pain.

Desperate, she’d snuck from the tent and trekked twenty minutes to Sadie’s house. Fuelled by vodka and wine she’d swallowed her nerves and unsteadily snuck around the eerily dark property until she found the narrow basement windows through which she’d awkwardly slipped inside. Read more »