Voyeurism Stories

I had a couple of teachers I wanted to thank. First was my Earth Science teacher. He was a sweet old lonely man. I walked into his classroom after the last student left for the summer. I pushed the door closed and pulled the shade down. "Vat are you doing Mz. Cox," he asked. "Something to thank you for the time you took with me and your other students Mr. I." I dropped to my knees in front of him, and by the time he inhaled enough air to speak, his cock was in my gullet.

The story we all know and love... with a few differences...

An accounting of what my wife told me she and her ex did a couple times during their visits to a swing club....

Adam Gould is about to wake up to a very different kind of Valentine's Day, one which few husbands ever get to experience: finding two new wives!