A week had passed with me worrying if I had gone too far with Sally. I felt guilty about spanking her and wondered if she would be as friendly as she used to be. She had been away most of the time practising as her cheerleader team had made it to the finals. It was the only feather in the cap for the college so far this season as even the actual football team fell well short of the cheerleaders' success. It had been joked...

It was good to see Father again but at the same disappointing, as he looked comfortable with Gemma's mum, Mrs Leighton. I was beginning to fear that Sally had permanently abandoned me, leaving me in the sixth circle of hell with Mother. I lay back on my bed pondering a future of eternal anguish when a dynamic sound somehow magically animated the lifeless structure of our house. It could only have been Sally, and I sat up...

I didn’t have a cell phone in the nineties.  Even if I did, text messaging wasn’t a thing.   I had an email account through my university, but plenty of people still weren’t using email.  And even if they were you didn’t always know their account.   So I had no way of communicating with Cara.  I certainly couldn’t call her home phone. She was my aunt’s stepdaughter and basically my cousin, even though we weren’t related b...

I listened at the door for a second and I could hear Megan and Mr. Marsh laughing inside. I brought my hand up and gave a light knock. Megan opened the door and smiled at me saying, "Right on time Beth, come on in." Megan shut the door behind me and led me over to meet Mr. David Marsh. I shook his hand and he closed his other hand over the back of mine and held it in his as he looked up and down my body, smiling, and sayi...

It was Christmas 1998 when it happened. I was home from college for winter break and went to visit my cousin on the other side of the city. We were about the same age and had spent a lot of time together growing up, but that changed when we both went away to college. We told his mom and his stepdad, Leo, that we were going out for a few beers, which was partly true. We didn’t mention that we were going to a strip club to...

  The Cheerleaders Panties Pt. 05 byBack2egg© A few days later, I heard mother leave and opened my bedroom door as usual. Yet, this time I thought I'd watch to see if Sally was going to do a naked dash for the bathroom as she did earlier in the week. I peeked through the crack between the jamb and the door as I heard Sally giggle and run the gauntlet of the landing to the bathroom in the raw. I saw her plump little ass ag...

Victoria’s walk home from high school along the tree-lined sidewalks of her suburban east coast town allowed time and space for a most welcome decompression and reflection on the day’s event. Despite how strange and intense they were, she now felt a calm flow over her. Perhaps this was due to the cooling effect of the late summer’s breeze that hinted at winter’s approach, which felt refreshing on her still warm face and l...

The coast was clear. I had been up all night dreaming of Sally coming to my bedroom. I waited until Mother left the house and got my set of girlie magazines from under the bed and placed them on top of the duvet. I covered them with a towel as the obviousness of it all worried me. I paced my bedroom worrying about the unknown. Sally was already almost five minutes late, and I was practically hyperventilating with anxiety....

Victoria walked down the hallway of Assumption Catholic High School away from her history classroom, where her teacher, Mr. O, had just minutes ago given her a spanking. And for some crazy reason, she had agreed to allow it. At first, it seemed like a viable way out of her problem. If Mr. O reported to the main office that she was about to be given a third detention, Victoria would have received an automatic one-day schoo...

I suppose to begin, my name is Ember, (at least for all intents and purposes here) and I have fancied silk and satin lingerie for as long as I can remember. I have been reading the stories and experiences of other authors for several years, I figured I would make an attempt to write about some of my experiences. The stories that I tell will be based on fact with a little fiction thrown in for the reader's enjoyment unless...

Days later, I was lying on my bed with a towel around me after a shower. The fresh air got to my loins, and soon my cock was rampant. I leaned down and reached down under the bed for my stash of porn magazines. Under the bed, surely no one could possibly look there in an illicit search for sexual contraband. They had belonged to my older brother who had left them to me years ago as his wife to be, didn't want them in her...

The whole evening had been a sexual windup. I had returned from working abroad and hooked up with Emily who I hadn’t seen for a while, in anticipation of a night of hot horny sex. I had even brought her a promised present from Victoria’s Secret at the airport. I hoped that I had chosen well. These were a sweet pale yellow with fine lace trim, not a thong, but cut briefly at the back so they would ride up her bottom and fr...