Ding-dong! The front door bell rang, announcing the arrival of our guests. ‘You want to get that?’ I yelled to my husband. I was busy in the kitchen, finishing off the hors d'oeuvres. I was also nervous as hell, and not sure what on earth I was doing. We were about to have guests, and I’d made a decision on an outfit that I was suddenly very unsure of. I was wearing black stockings and suspenders with four inch heels, a b...

As we walked away from the Gym, and towards the Head Girl’s office on the other side of the school, my mind was in turmoil. The things I’d experienced that afternoon had evoked such conflicting feelings and emotions in me. Things I would never have imagined possible. That I had a very sore bottom was the most obvious. But that felt almost secondary to the fact that I’d just been spanked in front of thirty sixteen-year-old...

‘Hi, Kate! I’m home!’ ‘Oh, no. Mum’s home! Quick – get dressed!’ Kate and I quickly separated, and hurriedly put our underwear back on, and tidied our school uniforms. Then we heard her mother calling again. This time sounding very cross. ‘Kate! Kate! Come down here this minute!’ Uh oh… Giving me a wild look, Kate hurried out of the room, and I quickly followed. ‘Hi, Mum – this is…’ ‘What’s this, Kate? How did this happen...

Once inside her house, Kate led the way upstairs to her bedroom. We didn’t speak – I don’t think either of us could think of much to say, really. Her room seemed – to my eyes, anyway - fairly typical of a teenage girl’s; perhaps with a few more trophy’s adorning the shelves. Desk and chair for homework, posters of pop groups, movie stars and other icons on the walls. I toured the room with my eyes, finishing with the bed,...

Later that day, I emerged from the detention classroom after a tedious hour of writing lines, to find Kate leaning against the wall in the hallway, school bag clasped to her chest. ‘Oh – hi, Kate.’ I had no idea why she was there. Or what she was thinking. As I looked at her, I couldn’t help flushing, though. After everything that had happened this morning, I felt attracted to her more than ever; she looked so desirable....

I was walking across the schoolyard to the cafeteria when I saw them. Two of the older girls who looked like they were fighting. There was a small group of spectators gathering around them. There was clearly something up, so I quickly made my way over to see what was going on - one of my responsibilities as Head Girl was to monitor the behaviour of the other girls during break. As I walked, I could see that they were tuss...

Looking at Samantha, I still thought she was too desirable for her own good. All she had left on after Peter had finished with her was a pair of high heels. I walked over to her and kissed her full on the mouth, teasing her just a little with my tongue. ‘I think, maybe, it’s my turn now, Sam…’ Sam looked at me, and swallowed. I grinned wickedly back at her. I was intending to enjoy this, and take full advantage of the sub...

In front of me was, in my opinion, the sexiest, most delectable bottom I’d ever had the pleasure to spank. Not small by any means, but definitely soft and malleable, with buttocks that bounced beautifully as the palm of my hand connected. Voluptuous came to mind… The bottom, which was turning a lovely rosy red colour, belonged to Samantha, a sexy, smart, curvaceous “mature” woman, whose sexual innocence I found exciting a...

‘Mrs Dickinson, may I ask you something?’ I asked. ‘Please do, Mrs Lonsdale!’ ‘How else could I get punished at the school?’  Mrs Dickinson smiled at me. ‘I take it you are speaking hypothetically? Your interest in punishments at the school intrigues me, Mrs Lonsdale. Has your opinion altered at all from last night? I could feel myself blushing. ‘Yes, it has, Mrs Dickinson. The things I felt as you were – caning me – have...

We were lying on our sides, head to toe, and Lorraine was gently stroking my cock, whilst I explored between her legs with my hands and mouth. I’d pushed the gusset of her sheer black panties to one side, exposing her gorgeous, hairy pussy, and was enjoying the view as I spread her folds and kissed and played with her. We had been fooling around on my bed for a little while. I was naked, whilst Lorraine, to please me, had...

‘Bugger!’ I exclaimed. The sound of crockery smashing echoed around the kitchen as I dropped six of Rebecca’s best dinner plates onto the tiled floor. ‘Mark! What happened! What have you done!’ Rebecca – my mother-in-law - was, understandably, very upset and angry. ‘I’m sorry, Rebecca – the plates slipped out of my hands…’ ‘Jesus, Mark – you need to be more careful! What you need is a bloody good hiding!’ she said in exas...

I come here every day and remember that distant summer. It will forever be ours. We talked, read, ate and drank. We shared, and discovered each other. And we loved. Oh, how we loved! In that idyllic meadow, we joined and found an unimaginable completeness! I couldn’t get enough of you. Nor you of me. Being together was everything. The hunger, the passion, those wild moments when we were as one. Desperate, urgent, breathle...

I was running late! I’d been dreaming and tossing and turning well into the night and, as a consequence, had overslept. I didn’t want to be late for this particular meeting – I sensed I was already on the wrong side of Mrs Dickinson, the school Headmistress. My name is Sarah Lonsdale, and I am the newest school Governor. I attended my first meeting last night and it didn’t go according to plan. Well, not my plan anyway. I...

I gazed at my new friend and co-conspirator, Charlotte. She, unlike the rest of us, was still dressed. Or mostly dressed – I was pretty sure she was no longer wearing any panties! Charlotte was the one who had orchestrated our sexual awakening that evening. My husband, Jason, and I were being guided into new territory by Charlotte, who was pulling the strings, and her well-hung Lothario, Peter, who also happened to be my...

I was close to coming! I could feel it building inside as Peter pumped his thick cock into my wet cunt. God, I hadn’t felt like this for a long time – if ever! I felt like a wanton slut. I was naked now, except for my black, strappy heels. I was kneeling face down on the enormous bed with my arse in the air whilst Peter fucked me from behind with that incredible cock! I could feel my tits swinging each time Peter’s stomac...