Pass The Hat

"Inexperience leads her to the lascivious excess she's always craved."

Thirty-Five.  Friendless.  Virgin.  Un-dated.  Un-fucked.    That was me.I don't know why that was ever the case, but decades of inexplicable shame and natural reticence stopped me from ever sharing my kissable mouth, spankable ass, suckable titties, angry slit, and snarling...

The Existential Thoughts of a Spanking Paddle

"An inanimate object is very animated!"

Why was I made? What am I for? Such thoughts crossed my mind as I rushed through the air to land on the white, round cheeks of her beautiful backside.Crack!  “Ow, that stung. More, need, more!”Again, I flew, and again I landed perfectly across...

I Could Smell The Man On My Hands

"Hot sex and spanking at a gay sauna/bath house is followed by an encore at home."

I thought I'd washed thoroughly in the showers before leaving the gay sauna. But somehow the smell of the young man lingered on my hands. Musky and masculine, with just a hint of funk and condom rubber, the smell was...

Training Course-Day Two And Night Two

"The training course goes into its second day and so do John and Richard's sexual adventures"

At breakfast in the hotel dining room the next morning John and Richard were seated at different tables but smiled at each other from time to time. As Richard left his table he looked at John and put a hand...

Ben’s Learning Curve

"Ben is talked into being spanked by his girlfriend"

Ben was sixteen-years-old and Emma was twenty-two-years-old.Much to Ben’s amazement, Emma was his girlfriend after they had met at a friend’s party. Emma was the older sister of someone else invited to the party and a few older brothers and...

A Certain Look

"Away on business with the quiet girl from the office"

I enjoyed my time as a researcher for the Post Office, partly because of the work and party because it was a big office with a lot of women. That means statistically it is more likely there will be one...

Training the MILF

"Can a widow reclaim her sexuality by becoming an owned submissive?"

Susan Wilde was a lovely woman in her forties, with brown hair and brown eyes, whose sex life was a faded memory. She wondered how she’d let it get to that point and realized that it had been out of...