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The Tutor – Adam Part 1 [M/F] [Teenager] [F/F] [Teacher] [Voyeurism]

There was a sea of black and white plaid skirts exiting the main hall as the bell sounded their release. A thunderous roar of mixed conversations, robust laughter, and flats trampling the sidewalk erupted as the girls made their escape. They were all unique and flourishing through their own various stages of personal development. All shapes, sizes, and ethnicities, any man’s buffet of ripe succulent flesh. Young tender teenagers, the bleach white button-down shirts symbolic of their untapped potential and divine purity; just waiting for the right man to savagely tap into their unexplored sexual desires.

Eloise was still seated at her desk, her long thin legs crossed, Mr. Jamison couldn’t see any skin, her black thigh high socks kept a secret he wanted to unwrap with his teeth. His eyes were vacant, but his heart raced, his cock throbbing as he approached her. “May I help you Ms. Gould,” Adam said in a deep monotone voice.

“Mr. Jamison, I need your huge cock in my tight mouth, I want to feel it pulsate on my lips as it slides in and out. I need you to pull my hair as my tongue swirls around its tip. I need to feel you quiver as I completely devour your…,” was all he could hear as she began to speak. Read more »

What I saw in the room

Couldn’t think of a decent name.

This story has degradation, netorare, voyeurism?, and bullying.

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I move the door as quietly as I could. Not daring to latch it, I leave it an inch ajar. Almost like an x-ray, I don’t see the door, but whats on the other side, as I back away from the scene I just witnessed. Breathing heavily, I knock into a picture frame, barely feeling the pain shoot through my elbow. Standing as still as possible, I stare at the door, listening for the sound of panicked movement on the other side. Theres silence as I try to regain control of my breathing. My heart tries to burst through my chest, and I’m sure the thud is heard beyond the door. Unsure if I want the two beyond to wrench the door open, or if I prefer it to stay closed, I wait for them to make the decision.

“…thought I heard something.” I hear half a sentence uttered from the voice of a familiar man, and my blood boils as I realize the view I saw moments before was no hallucination or mistake. “Put me back in your mouth.” Read more »

Caught in the Office – Caught masturbating in the office by a young client. [exhib] [voyeurism]

In the peak of the heat of summer the mercury had risen to a sweltering 37 degrees. The air conditioning in the office had broken and the sweat was running off my body. I had been finishing up some paperwork while waiting for my last client to arrive. It was already well past five and the office was long since deserted.

When the paperwork was done I headed to the office door and pushed it closed. I had obviously been stood up. It was nothing new, actually it happened quite frequently. People forget that I have a life too and I don’t sit and wait for them to call. I dropped back into my chair and reached for the computer.

I thought I would give my client five more minutes or at least until I read a couple of stories from this hot erotic story site I had found. I searched through the new story list eager to find something that struck my fancy or other areas. It was then that I found it, a story about a girl who liked to flash and tease guys in public. A casual flash from under her skirt revealed her lack of panties and modesty. This type of story started a nice warm little fire deep inside me. Read more »

Strangers on a Train (part one) [voyeurism] [co-workers] [public] [vaginal] [creampie]

Every Friday night we stay late in the office, get dinner in the city, then take a late train home. Shawn and I always find an empty car then settle into the front corner together. I pull my panties off as he watches then I put the flimsy fabric I’d been wearing in his hand and he puts it in his pocket.

He looks me over as I bite my lip. We both look around, ensuring the car is still empty except for us. Then he pulls my skirt up and looks at my cunt as he runs his fingers along my slit. He closes his eyes and smiles as his fingers spread my slick fluids around me.

“What if someone else gets on and we have to stop prematurely?” he asks, initiating a familiar game we’ve played weekly since we got together a few months ago.

I kiss him and whisper, “I’m not stopping, they can just watch.”

That’s always how the game begins. Then it varies slightly and this last time it went very different than it normally does. We were sitting in the train car just as we always were and there was just a different air about the whole encounter. Read more »

Dressing Room – We[FFF] have intense sex in a public fitting room. [lesbians] [voyeurism]

My friend Jeannie and I have a thing. We shop together, try on clothing, and fool around in the dressing room.

We have always liked it when people watch us kiss and touch under tables and such, but since we found one particular clothing store, we can’t stop going there. It is a small shop that sells the sort of dresses we like, and the same saleswoman is always there. She watches us.

We leave the double doors of the dressing room partly open while we try on clothes. We make out, touch, and have quiet intense orgasms while the saleswoman stands at her desk. Afterward, we pull ourselves together, get dressed, and go out to pay for what we want to buy. The saleswoman has never said anything to us. Rarely, if ever, are there any other people there.

We wait until we get home to go completely crazy. The way the saleswoman, with her refined and restrained demeanor, watches but doesn’t mention anything is so hot to us. After we leave the store, Jeannie and I talk about the saleswoman and fantasize about her together – that watching us has made her wet, that she masturbates in the store after we leave. We talk about being with her and about what she would feel like and taste like. When we’re home we fantasize that she is there with us. Read more »

The Addams Family Chronicles Chpt 1 [Taboo][MF][VOY][Mast]

Namelessredditor87 and ElizaFlame

Chapter 1

Night Sounds

High atop its hill, beyond the tombstones, the ancient Addams mansion sat. Beneath a dark, starless night sky it rested, though it did not rest easy. A thousand sounds disturbed the silence. Mice scurried beneath the floorboards and spiders worked busily on their webs. The house creaked and settled on itself. Deep in the bowels of the old house, the behemoth butler Lurch snored steadily in bed, loud enough to shudder the walls of his cramped quarters. The soft flick of old book pages came from the chambers beside the kitchens. Grandma Addams sat up, pouring over a faded copy of Gray’s Anatomy by dancing candlelight. In the greenhouse, there was a crunching, and gnawing, as the giant flytraps feasted on their squirming dinner. Read more »

[Femdom/msub, light bondage, exh/voy, couple] The Switch Up

“You are so fucking sexy.”

“Quiet!” she yells.

I smirk a little and do what she says. I love when my girl is on her dominatrix shit, it’s so goddamn hot. Tonight, she’s wearing a full set of lingerie that I bought for her and she looks so good in it. A red gartered bustier, crotchless panties, black stockings, and red bottom heels. I can’t see her because she has me blindfolded at the moment, but my cock is so hard right now just thinking about it.

My girlfriend is usually my cute little “subbie” kitten, but every once in awhile she gets in the mood to dominate me, so of course, I let her. It’s honestly a really sexy side of her that I wish came out more often. I feel her climb on top of me and straddle me. Her pussy is so wet right now, I love this feeling. She rips the blindfold off of my face so I can see her.

“How does it feel to be so beneath me?” My girlfriend asks rhetorically.

She has my arms are tied down with the straps attached to our bed. She starts grinding her pussy on my cock. Read more »

[f mast, exh/voy] Self-Care Sunday

Sundays are supposed to be lazy, but I always have so many things to do. This morning I woke up earlier than usual, and naturally, I was horny as fuck… but I needed to focus. My math exam is only a few days away and I have no choice but to study today. I got up and stretched my arms and a soft moan escaped my lips. “Wow”, I thought to myself, “That was super hot.” Do you ever get turned on by yourself? I think everyone should experience that, it’s a beautiful concept. One of the things I love most about myself is that I don’t need anyone else to have great sex, and it makes me feel so powerful as an individual.

Anyways, back to studying. I grabbed my textbook and a stack of index cards from my desk drawer and I immediately got to work. I worked at my desk for a bit, but I kept looking outside my dorm room window as other students walked by. They were laughing and having a good time, probably on their way to brunch. My friends asked me if I wanted to go to the dining hall this morning, but I declined and stayed in my single with a granola bar and an apple for breakfast– how exciting. Read more »

Watching through her window [MF][voy][exh][mast]

I knew she had a boyfriend now and a part of me wanted to be a good friend and respect that. But the other part of me was powerless to the throbbing monstrosity in my pants that had acquired complete control. I could barely focus on my drive over, and I couldn’t stop my whole body shaking with nervous excitement as I neared her house. I’d only been here once before, and it was hard to recognise in the dark, but as I neared the house which thought was her’s, I noticed a man entering into the car in the driveway. Having never met her boyfriend before, I couldn’t be sure it was him, but I was fairly certain, as I noticed her run out the door to give him a hug before he closed the door, and reversed out. I pulled over to the side of the road and turned my lights off, so as not to draw attention to myself, as he drove past me. My nerves were on edge, especially with how close I had been to getting caught. I knew what I was doing was wrong, but I couldn’t help myself. Where I had parked seemed close enough, so soon after she’d gone back into her house, I quietly exited my car, and made my way to her front yard. I knew her bedroom was to the side of the house, and I’d have to open the gate without making too much noise, or arousing suspicion from the neighbours. Fortunately the big tree out the front ensured the gate was in the shadows, which made my attempts less conspicuous. Read more »