I lived in a tiny flat above the town's bakers shop. My husband ran away with his fancy woman years ago. Needless to say when his money run out she left him. I was fifty-four years old and had just about given up on life, and I hadn't had a job for over ten years. One morning as I passed the newsagents on my way to the butchers, I saw an advert in the window, all it said was office assistant wanted, and there was a phone...

Profiting from the seclusion in the toilet, Sally looked in the mirror at her caned pride and joy. She thought of her dearest friend Julie and how she loved to admire it in tight jeans. It was a mess. She could not quite see where the lower strokes had left their fire. But she could feel her whole lower bottom, from just over her bum hole down to thighs, pulse in pain, and she felt the raised marks with trembling fingers....

It was Memorial Day weekend of 1978. Kelly and I would graduate from high school in just a few days. I was camping with my family and our family’s good friends. Their oldest daughter, Rachel, was a year younger than me. The previous summer I had popped her cherry, with Kelly encouraging Rachel to have that happen. Kelly couldn’t come with us this particular weekend because she was stuck working at the grocery store deli....

Girls’ Night Out Tonight: Getting ready  Donna was looking in the mirror, sponge in hand, ready to blend the foundation that dotted her face. She had shaved and moisturized her face; she didn’t need Jamie's help for that. Fortunately, Don’s facial hair was fine and light-colored, so Donna didn't need to cake on too much concealer. Don had tried to use stubble as an excuse to cut these nights short but Jamie wouldn't have...

Saturday 6th April 2019 Since that Monday evening three weeks ago life had been hard for me. How it had been for Jill – well honestly, I wasn’t sure, but more about that later. When I’d walked out of our family home back in mid-March it hadn’t been a planned thing, and I knew I could hardly pull my sobbing and desperate wife around me and calmly walk upstairs to pack bags. So, when the receptionist at the Palm Homes Motel...

I was startled awake by the sound of my bedroom door creeping open and someone sliding into bed with me. One hand tussled my hair and the other found my hard morning wood and began to slowly stroke it up and down. Suddenly, I was intensely aroused. There was a tongue probing deep in my mouth and he pressed his body and incredibly hard cock against my naked body. "Rick, I have work in an hour," I protested. "Just some quic...

Facing you, I grip the cone.  I snag your eyes and lick the tip. My tongue lingers. I lap at the sides. My tongue unhurriedly drags bottom to top. You watch my lips close over one ball, leaving a drop on my nose. I leave it there.  Cream cascades down my fingers, dripping onto my tits, running into my valley. I don't wipe it off. You spill your milk savoring my every taste. I see what is growing beneath and watch your nau...

The whoosh of the whip before it strikes her skin is exquisite. And the sound of the leather as it meets flesh makes his cock ache. The cry in her voice as she feels the sting makes him harder than any other type of foreplay. The way she purrs when he bends her over his knee makes his shaft twitch. Then the sound of his bare hand striking her crimson ass makes his balls tighten. And when her soft voice pleads, barely abov...