I walked over to my bedroom mirror, turned around, lifted up my gray wool skirt, put my thumbs in white cotton panties and lowered them. I looked over my shoulder and examined the damage: the lower half of my heart-shaped butt looked red and swollen but not bruised. My boyfriend wasn't due home from his trip at work for five days and I felt my buns would ret...
After tossing her long blond hair over her shoulders, and then positioning her sunglasses over her eyes to cut the intense glare, Becky lay back comfortably on her beach towel. It was the end of August, and although the late-afternoon sun was still warm and bright, the beach was sparsely populated. Becky had one week of summer vacation remaining before she...
Chapter 2: Atonement and Purification I The first afternoon's engagement left us exhausted. D giggled at how wobbly her legs felt on the way to the car. Here, outside our playground, there was no evidence of her slutty persona. Her sweetness, the hint of shyness, is endearing. Her self-presentation - post-emo with a penchant for plaid skirts, reminiscent o...
I needed a blowjob. It was sort of a ridiculous statement, because I didn't even know what a blowjob felt like. I just knew I wanted one. I certainly couldn't count on my girlfriend. We were both 19 and each other's first partner. Sex with her was under the covers, a specific amount of foreplay until she declared herself "ready", put on the condom, slide i...
Dear Jack, I don't know how I ever found time to hold down a full-time job. There just isn't enough hours in the day to fit in everything you, Sam and Ron expect of me. Take today, for example. I was up at 4am to wash down my body with a bowl of cold water because I'm not to wake you or Sam up by using the shower. It takes me half an hour to make sure I'm...
There was a sharp crack as the rod came down hard. The leather wrapped steel rod made contact with my ass. Even with having denim on it was still excruciating painful. But don't mistake this as an unwanted pain. Oh no, far from it in fact. Believe me if it was unwanted this tale would take a much different turn than the route planned ahead for the reader. My...
AN EXTENDED INVITATION -------------------------------------------------------------------------- | Contents: 1. Summary 2. Author's Introduction 3. Volume I: The Affair -- Chapter One: An Aversion to Small Talk -- Chapter Two: Susan's Loophole -- Chapter Three: A Cork Floating in a Puddle 4. Author's Afterword 5. Volume II: The Dinner -- Chapter...
Reader Notes This is a fantasy story patched together from a series of e-mails I have sent to a very sexy lady. She loves bisexual men and she loves men who wear panties. She is dominant but in a very genteel way, if that is possible. It's told and written in a different style than I usually employ. I feel this style is rather staccato, telling her what w...
Six inches of overnight snow followed by temperatures in the high 30's and 20 mile per hour winds had turned the roads mushy-slushy, a real hyrdoplaner's delight. Yes, indeed, the snowplow miniminds with the blades on the front of their Ford F-350 dualies were having a contractor's field day in the shopping center parking lots. The rest of us were closely ex...
When Kraemer celebrated his 50th birthday, he indulged in booze a little more than usual with his friends therefore having to visit the washroom much more often than usual and, being a health fanatic, he decided to visit the doctor the next day. He was up early the next day with a stiff fullness within his pyjamas and noticed that there was the typical stain...