After the session with her friends, and Pat's effort in helping me learn about how to give her pleasure, I wanted more of the same. I was worried about my reputation, and a little guilty, but I yearned for more. But, fearing rejection, I was too reticent to raise the subject with her, and on the increasingly rare times we were meeting, she was more interested in telling me what she was going through in her bikie circle. I...

At the end of my first episode, I was looking forward to further naked exposures and masturbation with Pat watching. However progress was put on hold for a while. Firstly, Pat finished her secretarial course, and got a job, meaning that it was no longer possible to repeat these "showings" after school, during the week, and usually I was not alone at home over the weekend. For my part, my final exams had just about arrived...

My story begins in my last school year. Although intelligent, a good sportsman and reasonably good-looking, I was also immature, both physically and socially, with generally low self-esteem. As other boys experienced growth spurts at about 12 or 13, my spurt did not begin until I was in University. As other boys got girlfriends, I could only envy them. I could not talk to them with any self-assurance. I was not charismati...

The bell rang. Everyone jumped out of their desks and bolted for the door, except for a few students, including me. The other three were girls. One of them, whose name was Elana, was talking to another one named Alexis. The third was a girl named Alice. She was packing up her backpack. All three were juniors, like me. Elana was an attractive Iranian girl with long black hair that covered the top half of her back. Her body...

I know you're in love with my curvy arse, especially the way my cheeks rise and fall in sequence with each revolution of the exercise bike pedals. The taut skin casts barely a ripple in the black yoga pants, save for the faint outline of my cotton knickers and the crease below each globe where their flawless contour joins my thighs. From your vantage point, sat at eye level with my peach, I know you long to touch, but I'v...

Only the week before I had watched my Mum spanking Jack, the boy next door, and he was stark naked. Not only that but afterwards I had watched as his Mum tried to control his naughty cock using a leather belt. Read ‘Jack is Spanked by my Mum’ for the full story.  Now I was in our kitchen being questioned by Mum. “Alison, I want the truth,” she started, “Maureen next door says that Jack finally told her how he shot his loa...

I am a white male in my late thirties. I'm currently single. The main reason is that I really like BDSM and have had difficulties in finding women who share or even tolerate my passion. So I visit a local dominatrix on a fairly regular basis. During my last session, a few weeks ago, my mistress, Ariana, had trapped me in a cock and ball vice, and while she was crushing my family jewels by further tightening the screws, sh...

Jack was almost seventeen and lived next door with just his mother mostly, as his father worked away for months at a time. According to stuff my mum gossiped about to her friends, Jack’s mum had always struggled to ‘control’ him but she said it’s worse now that he was in the sixth form. My name is Alison Davies and I used to hear loads of interesting stuff by listening in on Mum’s coffee mornings. Once or twice she told h...

If you read Painful Piano Lessons - Part 4, you’ll know that I watched Alison being caned stark naked before she helped ‘Miss’ cane me in a most embarrassing way. As she was leaving, Alison pushed a note into my hands and made it perfectly clear that she would like to meet up with me again. I was not going to turn down that offer. I called her and we chatted for a while before I suggested we meet up. Alison told me that h...

My name is Mike, I’m seventeen and if you’ve read what’s happened to me before you’ll know I tried to give up taking piano lessons a year ago but my parents made me continue. Worse still, Miss Edwards got their permission to punish me if I’d failed to practice properly. Mum and Dad were away and my piano lesson was at 6.30 p.m. If it wasn’t for my Mum reminding me to go I would have regularly been late but today it was do...

It took Laura a while before she got to her car. She had to compose herself and it took a few minutes for her system to process what she had just witness a mere five yards from her. Where she was hidden in the brush, she had an excellent view of the young man pounding the petite young woman with all he had. What was more, the redhead seemed to have been one who was used to taking meat that size up her slick channel. Was t...

Ryan fluttered his eyes open but couldn't see, momentarily panicking the drink had finally sent him blind. He squeezed them shut, drew thumb and forefinger across his aching lids and off the bridge of his nose, clumps of sleep rolling with them. Counting to three, he tried again, relieved this time that his focus began to swim into view. Gooey shapes gradually gave way to harder lines and edges across the bed. He recoiled...

My name is Angie, 21 years old, I’m fit and work out in the gym twice a week. When I was younger, I was a girl guide and when the Scouts decided to let in girls I joined straight away. I just loved being with the boys. A couple of years later I became Scoutmaster for the local troop and we enjoyed success under my leadership. However, one of my lads caused me no end of trouble. Steve was a patrol leader and so should have...