[Thanks to estragon for the proofreading on my story once again. --tricia] Session VII: Missing the Feeling As the day passed on Thursday, the redness passed from my skin and the low-grade pain that reminded me of my beatings slowly faded. By the end of the day, I was missing it. No one had spanked me on Wednesday. Dominated me, fingered me, made me eat p...
This is the continuation of my special diary that I opened for the cruise I took with my friend Sheena. We took the cruise to the Caribbean Sea to earn some extra money, using our sexy, young bodies. Just in case you did not read the introduction about myself and the events of the first two days on board that I told in "Diary of an Indian cruiseship whore" a...
This story contains some scenes of spanking. I advise readers who do not enjoy such activity to look elsewhere for their pleasure. ***** Jane and I settled ourselves into the two sofas opposite each other. "That was a superb lunch, Christine. So simple and yet so pretty and very tasty. I can see you'll be sad to lose her." "Very true. I think you have go...
After they finished eating, both relatives leaned back in their chairs and Mona's heart skipped a couple of beats as she saw the girl undo the two top buttons of her jeans. She was amazed to see her washboard abs so casually displayed. She decided if she had a stomach like that, she would keep it bare constantly, even if she had to have clothes especially de...
This story is longish and romantic-ish and lesbian-ish. Abandon ship if that's not what you're looking for. If you've read my other stuff you'll see this explains one side of a love triangle. If you haven't read my other stuff, well, you're probably still a lovely human being and productive member of society. All characters in this story are over eighteen...
Two neighbours fall in love but each remains hesitant to pursue the other, however when the sparks begin to fly nothing will contain their passions. This story is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, event...
Author's note: This is the second part of "Spanks for the memories" - If you have not read part one I suggest you do, but this story can be read separately. Thank you to my readers who sent positive feedback. Maria's story continues: Driving home from Elizabeth's after my first spanking session I felt as if I was in another world. My whole body seemed to t...
Celeste inhaled marijuana several times, tasted her wine by the fire as she thought, I remember that all of us cums a lot last night. Still, I never knew I would get super hot as I thrashed Monica butt cheeks extremely hard with the paddle and flogger. I like beating Monica's ass cheek, and my cunt was wet as I kept pounding her. I think about the amount of...
Jane's schedule had really picked up. The owners of the massage parlor realized how highly requested she was and found a way to give her more hours throughout the week. Word spread about Jane's abilities as a masseuse, and now she was busier than ever. Beautiful women were referring other beautiful women, and Jane was happy to massage them all. A career in...
I won't use my real name, not here. Not for this. You can call me Valley. What you should know about me, I am a professional woman, a senior driving instructor, who trains not only new drivers, but instructors, and teaches defensive driving to corporate groups. I am a 47 year old red head, all natural, 48GG-40-46, spread over five feet seven of curved and f...