This is the second part, hopefully stands up on its own but you may get more out of it by reading part one first. Either way I hope you enjoy it. Comments, contacts and sensible criticisms welcome. * "So, can Mike lick my pussy now?" Sadie asked Sarah "Afraid not, we haven't got a lot of time, we've so much to get ready for the opening tonight." "Aah tha...
For John. Thank you for the perfect suggestions and taking the time to edit the story. * He glanced up from his computer when he heard the commotion just outside his open door; his eyes shifted to the clock and noted the time. "Fifteen minutes late," he mumbled to himself. He watched her sauntering in, reciting good morning greetings to her fellow coworke...
First, please forgive the title. I know it sounds like one of those silly articles in Cosmopolitan Magazine. But if the title got you here, please stay a few minutes – you may learn something. I've always thought that picking up one point than enhances your sex life is worth the time invested reading an article. You decide. If you've come here anticipating...
The sun was still a good distance above scrubby old Mossback when we drove into Marty's yard, piled out and headed for the kitchen and the liquor. I grabbed Marty and brought him up short as the ladies disappeared through the front door. "Hey, man," I said looking him in the eye and deciding to just lay it out. "I'm ashamed to admit that Shauna and I . . ....
It took Ben Shermer a few seconds to realize after he walked in the door, because she was wearing what appeared to be a rather expensive appearing wig. Plus when she looked up at him, the automatic smile on her face turned to one of shock, then she attempted to slip partially behind the woman standing beside her. Ben was on his way home, and decided at the...
Well I knew I had done it now. I was in big trouble. Here I was being literally man handled across the square. I could see faces watching from the windows and doors of the old buildings as I was frog marched toward what I knew would be a humiliating and exacting punishment. I had broken the rules. I knew that when I had asked Donna to play a trick on Waine...
"Atkins, can you spare one of those peach-colored roses for me today?" I looked up at Mrs. Deershorn sticking her head out the window above me. The sweet old lady was about 65 and lived in the floor above me in this small apartment complex. I had moved in about 4 months earlier after a bad breakup with my longtime girlfriend. One of the reasons I took this...
Yvonne and I were relaxing in bed after another great spanking and sex session. As we lay entwined in each other’s arms Yvonne said, “Don darling, tell me a story.” “What sort of story?” I replied innocently, knowing full well what the subject matter would be. “Tell me about your first spanking experience. Where did it happen? How did it come to happen? W...
Rev. Willis P. Smithfield knew the knock of opportunity when he heard it. This was opportunity trying to kick his door in. Amanda Weatherwill had requested a private counseling session with him. He was certain that the last thing Mrs. Weatherwill wanted was advice. She sat primly in a chair in her pastor's office with her hands folded in her lap. This cause...
I was standing in the crowded cafeteria, trying not to think about my stomach growling. I'd forgotten to eat breakfast this morning, and now at 2PM I was suffering the consequences of my forgetfulness. I looked behind me once or twice, noticing the line only getting longer. At least I wasn't in the back...but I certainly wasn't in the front either. I scanned...