Martha is the wife of a Don at Manchester University. They have an open marriage and Eric, that's her husband, has no objections about Martha taking in a toy boy. (That's me) She calls me her horn of plenty, picks me up from University on a Thursday afternoon and makes up a meal of juicy steak and chips before we aspire to do our thing. She is a big noise...
At the Hands of a Beautiful Woman A long-denied fantasy comes true. Category: Fetish Tags: surrender, naked, erection, CFNM, butt plug, fingering, spanking, male model, pre-cum, sensuous dome Nervously checking the security of the mask covering his eyes yet again, Matt waited anxiously for Miss Victoria to come back into the room. The two mirrors hanging...
"You're being sent to Mrs. Riker," she spoke softly. "You have exceeded your limit of infractions on your 'Q sheet' and the staff here at Britain Acres has deemed it necessary." Olga Swensen was a quiet mannered office attendant who gave employees their assignments. "You are to bring this form and give it to Mrs. Riker tomorrow morning promptly at 9:00 AM."...
Note: This is a second chapter, and it would be best if you read the first chapter of "Sensitivity Can Mean a Lot" before you read this. Chapter 2: Training Day 1 With Kielbasa in the lead the boys left the copy room and entered the main floor of the section. It looked like any other office: a long hall with florescent lights and alcoves in front of doors...
I had just met a dirty little tramp in the lobby at "The Lit". We had only chatted for a few minutes and she offered to give me a blow job. I usually like to get to know someone a bit before I go that far, but I was horny as hell. Amanda hadn't been at The Lit for a couple of days. She was on the Cape again: she couldn't get on line and her phone was dead....
My name is Soo May. My best friends are Angie and Jennie. I am 22 years old and of Chinese descent. Jennie, my apartment mate, is 24. Angie is 29 and married. Angie is taller than average, thin, long-legged, with straight, brown hair that falls to the middle of her back. She was a model until she got married and she is still beautiful. One of her grandpare...
It was mid-1950s America. It was Mrs Reilly's house- one of the finest in Brewer, Minnesota- on a sunny afternoon. Under the chandelier, below the big oil canvas of naughty Cupid being spanked by Venus, in front of an audience of well-attired ladies smoking cigarettes and shrouded in their perfumes, and schoolgirls excited to be witness, the drama was now re...
Hopeful and excited, on my way home, I picked up a bottle of chilled Champagne and some posh 'nibbles'. Whilst waiting for Caroline, I stowed my 'booty' of Jennifer's intimate garments, under the bed in the spare room in a plastic shopping bag. Of course, I had forgotten that this was one of my wife's 'gym nights'. So, it was almost 9.00PM before I heard he...
She doesn't meant to spy, really she doesn't, but with the bloody broadband slowing to snail's pace Claire can't get any work done. Broadband speeds are notoriously slow in rural areas of England, but this is ridiculous. The start of a new university term is imminent and Claire has to have her lecturer's notes ready. Screwdriver in hand, she decides to trace...
I classified this as mature (May-December) but it does have qualities of reluctance and nonconsent as well, with a considerable amount of spanking. If you don't like these types of stories, you won't like this one and so you really shouldn't read it. In any case, it was inspired by obvious events. It's a pretty brief story, but then most of my stories are on...