Mr Anderson was a dignified man. In his early forties, he was respected throughout the community as The All Girls Vittoria Academy’s Headmaster. With salt and pepper hair he was not an ugly man, but he was not a smoking hot young one. His look was distinguished, powerful. All Girls Vittoria was a prestigious school,…
Sammy was a slut and proud of it. She could often be seen flouncing around her high school in a revealing miniskirt or a pair of short shorts so small the seam was often soaked with pussy juice by the end of classes. She always wore skintight shirts that showed off her perky, round breasts….
Alex heard a sharp rap at the door. He had rescheduled with Zoe at the last minute, and she must’ve come early. Not that he minded. Their weekly visits had turned into increasingly filthy fuck sessions, so the extra time would be well spent. Alex got up to let Zoe in, ready to grab her,…
I saw Amber every day at the bus stop that week, but frustratingly, we were never alone. A serious-looking woman spoiled our fun by wandering around the shelter, talking endlessly into her mobile phone while waiting for a car to pick her up. She seemed indifferent to the obvious hatred and frustration rolling off me….
She was late. Again. Alex looked down at his standardized testing books sprawled across his desk and sighed. Zoe was smart, and he enjoyed teaching her, but punctuality was not a strong point. He could never really stay upset when she arrived, though, flashing that smile that made him melt. He also couldn’t get enough…
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Thrashing against herself, her ass bobbed up and down in desperate need of relief, and suddenly, from the doorway, a voice boomed out against the wall of her near-orgasm. “Miss Rogers, you filthy little girl!” Frozen in horror…
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Oh, what a naughty thought! The final day at school, last day of A-levels, and the end of a crappy two hour exam of Religious Studies. What better way to go out than by masturbating on the desk…
“I’ve got a present for you.” Amber’s eyes were sparkling with mischief. My heart was racing as she stood close enough for me to… “Hold out your hand.” I did as I was told; obeying her command made my cock bulge. Amber’s balled hand opened over mine and something dropped onto my palm. Only as…
This is my first ever erotica done as requested my my best friend. I hope that you enjoy it and that it makes you wet! Please tell me what you think! It was the last day of school and I was stuck in class. Twiddling with a bright yellow pencil with my left hand, and…
“Bless me Father for I have sinned. In the name of the Father, and of the son, and of the Holy Spirit, my last confession was six months ago.” “Go ahead, child. What grievous sin have you committed since your last confession?” I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to gain my composure…
I don’t care what anybody says, deep down, there’s a voyeur in all of us. If any of us were given the chance to secretly watch the intimate secrets and the dirty deeds of others, I think we’d all take that chance. My first experience of voyeurism takes me back to when I was a…
My heart was pounding as I waited at the bus stop on Monday morning. I’d barely slept since I’d spoken to Marie. I replayed her words again and again. The promise I’d made to her. That I would talk to her daughter. My palms were sweaty and my whole body was fidgety. I was barely…
Although whatever or whoever it was at May’s window had scared the holly hell out of us, by the time we were half way to her house, we were laughing like a pair of real idiots. “What do you think it was, Bill?” “Probably a bird of some kind,” I responded, taking her hand as…
The first time she did it, I thought it was an accident. I looked, of course I looked, but my excitement then was at catching a glimpse of something forbidden. Amber was her name – I knew that because I’d overheard her talking to her friends on the bus. Her school friends, all wearing the…
May was the cousin of a friend of mine who lived in Edinburgh and usually came to my home town for the odd weekend and summer holidays. She was a truly beautiful girl of sixteen, still at school, fairly tall for her age and had a lovely figure with budding little breasts, longish fair hair…