Pushing her head up she gasped for fresher air near the ceiling. She saw the camera close by out of the corner of her eye. Its lens so close there could be no mistake who she was. She imagined her students in some horrid future unsure until this moment if it could possibly be their teacher they were watching on this underground filth; but now - "Oh shit it is! Its fucking Miss!" Her head jerked

I woke up to the sound of a voice in my ear, whispering my name. The voice was familiar and I smiled in my half sleep. As I slowly opened my eyes the light started to sting them. I was looking into the face of my sister, Kate. I smiled, she frowned. "Jeff? Are you ok?" her concern was plain as she laid a hand on my shoulder. I looked around. I was in the garage, lying next to my wifes car.

Amanda reached up her aching neck to again try to pull down the right side of his jeans. To her surprise, she actually managed to get the jeans down far enough for her to get her teeth around the top of his underpants and finally his penis popped out, hitting her in the face. She took the head into her mouth, her jaws stretching wide to fit it in. She knew she had little time and worked hard to get the penis as far into her throat as she could.

I waited outside of the fitness club, where I knew she was a member. She went several times a week, but I chose this night because the class was usually very poorly attended. There would not be many other women exercising at that time, and the shopping center, in which the club stood in an isolated corner, was also pretty deserted by this time of night. She came out of the small building right on time. This was the third week in a row I had been waiting, and finally everything seemed just right. There was no one else around.

As is your marriage." "My life might be ruined, but I think he just might kill you." "Id advise you not to let him see." "Hes my husband," she wailed, "How can I keep him from seeing my body?" "Jim... mild, quiet, Jim," he snorted, "Youll find a way." She curled tighter around herself. "Now. I am going to fuck you. And maybe I will let you go home." "Oh god." "Once Im good and done with you." The thought flashed through her mind, "I guess it could be worse. At least hes good looking. Where the hell did that come from? What difference did his looks make

Riana was disgusted with herself. She was standing in front of Mr. Barnabys door and she was already wet. It had been more than a year that hed been blackmailing her with the pictures of her snorting cocaine - a habit that she had now quit, not wanting to risk any more trouble, but still something that could make her lose her scholarship, and her parents would flip...

"Were you planning on washing the floors today?" Henry asked. Lynn glanced up from her breakfast. "Well, yes," she said, looking puzzled. "Can I help?" Lynn blinked three times before she could answer. She looked into his blue-gray eyes, glanced at his whitening hair, checked his expanding waistline. It seemed to be her husband all right.

After police and school officials questioned me, there was nothing that they could do to me. There were plenty of witnesses to prove that I was ordered at gunpoint to have sex with my teacher. A bunch of my friends called me last night to ask me about what happened, and I was glad to give them all of the juicy details. Kids I didnt even know wanted to hear about it at school today. I heard that Frank and Raphael drove a stolen car back to their juvenile detention center and casually turned themselves in. Mrs. Fairview isnt in school today. I dont know if she will return or not. I hope she does, because Ill have a good time every day smirking at her, knowing that she

Waking just after seven thirty, I showered and had a cup of coffee before getting dressed. The pink leather of my bra matched the short shorts and knee boots. I felt comfortable and ready to face my guest. Quietly entering the playroom I touched her cheek and she jerked against my hand. Sleeping, she had probably hoped this was just a nightmare that would be over when she woke up - she was wrong. Taking off the blindfold and removing her gag, I gave her a long kiss on the lips

I pushed her onto her back, kneeled between her legs and forced them apart, then swabbed my fingers in the pot of Vaseline I bought with me and jammed them into her barely-haired pussy. She moaned louder, not the turned-on moan that fakers would like to believe secret little Id popped her hymen with my fingers, which spoiled some of the fun, but she was so tight and she wriggled so much as I pinned her throat down with one had while propping myself up and digging my fingers into her thigh with the other, that I could barely contain myself long enough to make her really suffer. I felt myself welling up and bit deep into her budding left breast as I came deep inside her.