As I sat in Mary's kitchen, naked as the day I was born, while we shared a breakfast of pancakes, I couldn't help but think how life can take sudden, strange turns. Two days ago, I didn't even know this older woman who had spanked me to tears in her living room just a few steps away. As I ate, Mary told me about herself. She was far from the "old spinster"...
When Arnold first saw the ad, a small display in the back pages of City magazine, he couldn't believe his eyes. A middle-aged man, with his pants pulled down to his ankles, was stretched across the lap of a buxom young woman. She was in the act of delivering an apparently sound slap to his buttocks, which were discretely covered by his underwear. Both the ma...
"OK, Larry, you guys have fun," he said as he hung up the phone. "Let me guess," she said, as she finished dusting off the last of his golf trophies on the mantle," they're going over to Sapphire's again." "Yeah," he shrugged as he fumbled with his tie and glanced at his watch. "You know Larry. Gotta make it there before the two-for-one specials are over."...
No, this isn't about the seminal DiMeola-McLaughlin-DeLucia performance. This is the true story of how I was simply destroyed last night by a perfectly amazing woman. Unlike most of my longer stories, this one is almost just a bit of an aside. It's nothing more than an e-mail I sent to a friend of mine here at Lit who calls himself EldridgeinOO. He's the au...
This is a continuation of the story of Kathy and Ian. It will make much more sense if the chapters are read in order. Ian and Kathy meet when she tries to cross the road in the middle of a bicycle race. She is caught by a pack of riders and all of them avoid her except Ian who is trapped by the pack. After they collide Ian takes Kathy to a clinic to get thei...
I skimmed at the personal ads with bored indifference until I spotted a headline that read "The Spanking Game." At the word spanking, I have always felt a tingle on my spine that makes me pause. I felt taken aback to see a headline like this in my local paper and perused the ad. "English Gentlemen, 35, employed, well groomed, single, clean, seeks mate for lo...
Camilla did move out of her mother's home (Camilla's parents had divorced when she was six). Now that she was making lots of money as a lap-dancer, she could easily afford her own apartment. Furthermore, she and a friend shared the rent. In fact, she'd been looking for a place a few weeks before the fight with her mother. The day after she turned eighteen, s...
Writers Notes: This story was written as an ode to a friend. It details a conversation/joke we had one night. The parts that seem implausible and slightly "odd" - are. Of course you can't drive to Jamaica in a cab. No, I don't have a shirt that says "I brake for mustard". Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy. * * * * * We loaded our luggage into the back of the c...
"I think the First Lady needs to be monkey-fucked in every orifice by blacks and Hispanics while W watches," said Donna, my wife of nearly 19 years. We were watching a show about Casinos and their video surveillance and right to refuse play to skilled black jack players that can actually win money. "Monkey-fucked, huh?" I started laughing and wondering whe...
My girl, Christina, has a sister. This is our story. For years, she was jailbait for every guy in the neighborhood. She had an incredible body and a pretty face to match, and took full advantage of both in the skimpy outfits she paraded around in. The day she finally turned eighteen, more than ten guys had showed up at the house looking for her. She had lo...