While Mikki and James were away, I invited Patricia, or Pat as she preferred to be called, my sister, to visit. It was her first time staying with us. If you've read the first two stories of "Our Sexual Adventure," you might remember her as the one who hosted the parties where I tried to talk to Bob, and another time when I flashed my boobs at him, and we started dating. She also attended my wedding in Plymouth with my da...

My love affair with spanking—that delicious blend of sting, surrender, and soaring pleasure—began on my wedding night. In our honeymoon suite, the chandelier's soft glow caught the beading on my wedding gown as I found myself bent over the mahogany dining table, the cool polished surface pressing against my flushed belly . My satin dress bunched around my waist, exposing the lace-trimmed panties now stretched taut between...