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Naked in the night

It had been a hot day. Even now in the evening the temperature had dropped only a little.
A slight breeze ruffled the curtains at the open window as Yvonne and Rob prepared for bed.
Yvonne, just out of the shower, had the slightest hint of lightly perfumed soap about her fresh, smooth skin.
She slipped her tiny nightie over her shoulders, letting the delicate, pale pink, semi-see through garment fall lightly over her body.
Making a bow of the ribbon tie at the front of the nightie, she next pulled a pair of very brief, matching pink panties up over her slender legs.
Rob looked at his wife, the beautiful little nightie showing a good amount of Yvonne’s small, white breasts temptingly visible courtesy of the way that she’d only loosely tied the front of the nightie together.
His eye roamed down to the tiny panties that his wife wore, then down her so sexy legs.
His cock swelled and swung out before him.
He glanced at the window with the curtains still wide open. He thrilled at the thought that anyone looking from outside, would be able to see his lovely, sexy wife as she moved about the room.
A notion came to his mind, and giving Yvonne a cuddle and a kiss, he suggested that they go outside for a while.
Rob slipped on a shirt and pulled on his pants but when his wife looked to put something more modest on, he told her to go as she was.
Opening the door, they stepped from their holiday apartment.
Glancing at the neighbouring units, Rob noted many open windows and doors as the occupants tried to find some cooling air. Some windows were lit by the lights inside. The sound of a TV in one house competing with soft musical strains from another. Now and then the sound of voices and laughter could be heard from one of the many lit windows nearby.
Immediately in front of the apartment, Rob and Yvonne were in shadow. It would be unlikely that they could be seen if anyone should be outside and looking about. Once away from that protective shadow though, they would be in the open with just a few bushes dotted about the small patch of lawn, and a nearby streetlamp throwing its light on the general area.
Rob took his wife’s hand and went to lead her forward.
Yvonne pulled back and giggled as she exclaimed that she couldn’t go out dressed as she was.
Rob persisted in his attempt to lead her out into the open, telling her that she looked beautiful and sexy.
“But what would anyone think if I should be seen,” she exclaimed.
“They’d think that you were a fabulous little sex pot,” her husband laughed. “Besides,” he added, “no one here knows us anyway.”
Yvonne laughed happily, enjoying the thought that she should be described as a fabulous little sex pot.
It was true for both of them that they always felt more inclined to be sexually adventurous when away from home on holidays. At such times any immoral act would be unlikely to find its way back home to be a subject for gossip.
Rob pulled gently on his wife’s hand, and this time Yvonne let herself be led out of the shadow and onto the lawn at the front of the unit.
“Oh my God,” she giggled, “I hope that no one is going to see me dressed like this.”
Yvonne allowed herself to be led right to the front of the lawn, adjacent to the pavement.
“Oh, what would anyone think of me,” she again exclaimed in her excitement.
This time her husband answered much more explicitly. “They’d think that you were a dirty little slut,” he said.
Yvonne giggled and agreed that they really would think that of her.
Rob held his wife and kissed her lovingly, letting his hands roam over her breasts and down onto her cunt.
His hand slipped down the front of her panties, over the closely cropped pubic hair. He found the wet slipperiness of her cunt, and, knowing that his wife’s cunt always became so wet and slippery whenever she was sexually excited, he knew that she was now ready to be led further in this sexy game.
Yvonne nervously glanced about her, ready to flee back indoors should anyone appear.
Her husband too, glanced about and then tugged the ribbon tie of his wife’s sexy little garment so that it came undone and the front of the little nightie fell open, fully revealing Yvonne’s breasts.
Yvonne gave a little squeal of surprise as she clutched at her nightie. Rob took her hands and moved them to her sides, letting the nightie fall open showing her nakedness underneath.
Yvonne pretended to be flustered and embarrassed, but in truth she was greatly excited at being even more exposed in this public place.
“Who’s this dirty little whore showing herself off in public,” her husband teasingly laughed as he led her onto the actual pavement and walked her up and down.
Yvonne giggled and felt a trickle of juice run down the inside of her thigh.
“What a dirty little harlot,” her husband continued mockingly. “Perhaps she’ll take her panties off next, and show her cunt to everyone.”
With this, Rob hooked his fingers in the waistband of his wife’s panties and made to slide them down over her hips.
“Oh darling! I can’t!” Yvonne exclaimed, giggling merrily and clutching at her panties.
“C’mon, you know you really want to be a dirty little whore,” her husband urged.
Yvonne held onto her panties for just a moment, then, her body filled with surging lust, she let her hands fall away and her husband quickly slid her tiny, pink panties down over her legs.
The very short hemline of the nightie, trimmed with delicate lace depicting little pink hearts in a white lace surround, came to just on a line with Yvonne’s hips. Now the lower half of her ass cheeks could be seen, while at the front she was totally naked from her feet to her exposed cunt, up over her firm belly, right up between the gaping front of her nightie to her exposed breasts.
“What a filthy little slut you are,” her husband said in such an admiring and appreciative tone.
Yvonne had long ago found out that males were not all of the romanic type that she’d read of in trashy novels while still a schoolgirl.
Her explorations on the internet had soon opened her eyes to the fact that many men had great admiration for women who flirted with immorality and perverted sexual games.
She’d been amazed at, and had taken quite some time to understand the fact that some men had a great desire to degrade and defile the one that they loved so dearly.
Yvonne had come to realize that her husband was one of that latter type, and she had rapidly come to realize that it suited her own sexuality to be exactly the sort of woman that he desired her to be.
For Rob’s part, if he had loved his wife so dearly when they had first married, he now loved her so much more that she played the game and let him defile her purity and chastity. The fact too, that Yvonne outwardly appeared so modest and decent, added a delicious wickedness to the times when he pushed her towards acting like a whore and a slut.
The sounds from the surrounding houses and holiday apartments continued to drift on the still night air.
Their holiday unit was just fifty yards or so from the beach road,where an occasional car cruised by.
The sound of waves on the wide, sandy beach made a pleasantly relaxing background just audible when one listened for it.
Another car could be heard slowly driving on the beach road. Suddenly, unexpectedly, the car slowed at the corner and began to swing into the road in which our two lovers stood.
Yvonne gasped and could do nothing more that clutch at her husband and try to conceal herself behind him.
The car came by them and began to accelerate along the road, the driver apparently not having noticed them as he’d followed the beam of the car’s headlights which had illuminated the far side of the road.
Yvonne laughed and relaxed once more, the nervous panic that had suddenly gripped her dissipating as rapidly as it had come.
Rob was filled with very different emotions – emotions of increasing lust and excitement. He now had his eyes firmly studying a semi-darkened doorway at the front of one of the houses opposite.
The reason for this great interest being that as the passing car had turned the corner, its headlights had briefly swept across the far side of the street. In that brief glow of brilliance which had lit the buildings, Rob had noticed two men standing in a doorway, and very definitely looking directly across the road to where he and Yvonne were standing.
Rob, taking his wife’s hand, led her from the pavement out onto the road.
Yvonne, still believing they were unobserved, sexily and laughingly allowed herself to be led.
Across the road to the far gutter they progressed. You could say that Yvonne was not only physically heading towards the gutter, but figuratively speaking, was morally heading towards the gutter as well.
The couple stepped from the road to the far pavement. Yvonne was so busy nervously glancing to left and right, that she still had not seen the shadowy figures watching from their dark vantage point.
Now Yvonne was no more that fifteen yards from the two men.
Rob stood slightly behind his wife and eased the sides of her unfastened nightie well open so as to fully display her naked body to the men. He cupped his wife’s small breasts to highlight them, then slid his hands down his wife’s body and stroked the insides of her thighs before fondling her cunt.
The two men had in fact been watching Rob and Yvonne from the very first moment that they had appeared outside their unit. The men had been sitting on their doorstep enjoying the night air rather than the warm stuffiness inside the house. They had seen the couple appear, and had looked admiringly at Yvonne in her very brief and sexy little nightie.
The men had seen Yvonne’s slight reluctance to venture out into the open. They’d thrilled when they saw the man undo the front of the woman’s nightie and expose her breasts, and when they saw the man take the woman’s panties down, they’d both immediately risen to their feet to obtain the very best view and to stroke their hardening cocks.
The men had thought to conceal themselves when they’d seen the couple approaching across the road towards them. They’d been certain that if their presence was detected by either of the couple, then the woman at least would flee back across the street, and that would be the end to this very sexy display that the men were so enjoying.
It was incredible that the couple, rather than go straight across the street, were moving at a slight angle as if they were intent on ending up right before where the men stood. It slowly came upon the men’s understanding that, in actual fact, the guy who was intent on leading the woman in their direction, seemed to be looking at them. Had he seen them? Was he in fact showing the woman off to them? It became more and more apparent that he actually was.
Once the couple stood out on the pavement before the men’s house, and the man began fully displaying the slut’s body to them, there could be no further doubt. The thing was though, that the woman still appeared to be completely oblivious to the fact that she was being exhibited.
Both men now had their substantial cocks out and were slowly stroking them as they lustfully viewed the lovely slut who was being so lewdly and wonderfully displayed.
Rob now grasped his wife’s arms just a little more firmly as he stood behind her.
“Look straight ahead darling,” he whispered.
Yvonne, smiling and thinking that this was some further game, let her gaze look dreamily forward.
“Look at the doorway,” her husband was telling her at the very moment that her gaze encountered the two men standing there.
Yvonne gave a little shriek and her automatic reaction was to flee back to their apartment. This action was thwarted by her husband’s firm grip.
Yvonne half struggled, her eyes fastened upon the two men.
A part of her mind told her to flee, this was the part conditioned by her chaste upbringing – but the other part of her mind was taking in the gorgeous, big, hard cocks that the men were stroking. This part of her mind told her that she would soon be touching and licking and sucking those wonderful cocks, that they would soon be filling her body as they fucked her. She stopped struggling and stood looking, shamefully aware that her nakedness was fully exposed to the men’s view.
Yvonne felt her husband’s gentle forward pressure behind her. She took a step forward. Then another as her husband, still holding her firmly, pressed forth.
Closer to the men – just a matter of nine or ten yards.
Yvonne felt her husband easing her nightie, which was concealing very little anyway, off her shoulders. It fell to the ground. She was naked.
Yvonne lowered her gaze in shameful embarrassment as her husband led her right up to the men.
Her gaze, while unable to look into the men’s faces, was now directed towards their magnificent hard cocks. She lusted for them. She wanted them. She couldn’t wait to be fucked and to suck those gorgeous, gorgeous cocks.
Her mind was in a whirl. She heard her husband offering her to the men. She was now being mauled, touched, fondled, her most intimate places being explored.
Yvonne’s head was still lowered in embarrassment. Those gorgeous, hard cocks kept brushing against her thighs. She longed for them. She couldn’t wait any longer. Should she touch them? Should she fondle them as the men were fondling her? Would she look a slut if she touched them? She didn’t care, her hands lightly took a cock in each. They felt so good, so hard, so lovely. She squatted down and moved her mouth to the hard, round, swollen head of one of the cocks. She pressed her slightly parted lips onto the end, then pressing forward, eased her mouth slowly over its superbly solid length.
“Fuck! The slut’s definitely ready for it,” she heard one of the guys say.
She felt her head being firmly held and her mouth being fucked by that wonderful, hard cock slipping between her lips and sliding right to the back of her throat.
“Let’s get the slut into the bedroom,” a different voice said, and she was pulled off the cock and taken into the darkened house.
The men led the way to the bedroom.
Yvonne now felt a fresh bout of embarrassment as the electric light came on and she was thoroughly surveyed by the men.
“Fuck! You’re lovely,” one of the men told her.
Yvonne raised her eyes to his face and smiled sweetly.
Around and around, turned this way and that. Yvonne was studied, touched explored. Her legs, thighs, belly, breasts, arms, neck and head – nothing escaped attention. She was turned, bent over, made to squat, stood up again with legs apart, then with one leg up on the bed, her pussy felt and fingered, her breasts pushed this way and that. She felt like an animal at the livestock market being inspected prior to sale, all of which made Yvonne more and more embarrassed but more and more lustfully excited.
In reality the inspection lasted no more than a minute before Yvonne was made to kneel on all fours and she felt hands gripping her hips and a cock gliding easily up into her slippery pussy.
“Ah! What a fabulous cunt,” she heard the guy groan lustfully as his cock sunk its full length into her pussy.
At the same time the other guy had positioned himself before her, and taking a firm grip of her head, his cock slipped into her eager mouth.
Pushing her tongue just slightly forward so that it covered her lower teeth, and keeping her mouth just slightly opened so that her upper lip was pressed back over her upper teeth, Yvonne worked with tongue and lips, sucking her cheeks in to form a soft, fuckable pout with her mouth.
She sucked and sucked, pressing her head forward each time the guy pressed his cock forward so that the cock slid in right to the back of her throat.
Regulating her breath so that she held it each time the cock probed the entrance to her throat, Yvonne was able to stay from gagging, and soon had the guy moaning and panting as his cock and balls came to the point of pouring forth his semen into her mouth.
“Oooorrrrr fuuuuuuck,” the guy groaned in an absolute ecstasy of lust as he pulled his cock from Yvonne’s mouth so as not to cum too soon.
“Fuck! What a fabulous fucking cock sucker,” he groaned. “I’ve never known anything like it before.”
He rested a moment to regain his composure, and then once more began to fuck Yvonne’s mouth.
It only took a minute and once more he was moaning and groaning as his balls felt about to pump his cum out with such velocity that it would have surely drowned the slut.
Again he pulled away before he reached the point of pumping his cum forth.
Yvonne looked up at him during each of these pauses. She was panting with lust as she thrilled to the gorgeous, big, hard cock that was plunging in and out of her now sloppy pussy. The cock slurped in and out making obscene sounds as it slid through the slippery mucus which was literally dribbling from Yvonne’s vagina.
She panted and made soft moaning noises of delight at the fabulous treatment she was receiving.
She held her mouth open, licking her lips and wanting the cock to come back to continue her mouth fucking.
“Are you ready,” she asked in a soft, sweet, and sexy voice as she looked up at the guy before her.
“Fuck! You’re a real fucking nympho aren’t you,” the guy exclaimed as he slowly regained enough composure to once more enter her eagerly awaiting mouth.
Yvonne sucked his cock into her mouth, sucking and using her tongue to full effect on the underside of the fabulous thick penis.
Surely I’m not really a nympho, she thought to herself as she lovingly sucked at the cock.
She considered how sometimes, on rare occasions, her husband and her went for two or three days without fucking – that’s not like being a nympho she thought to herself.
Admittedly she did masturbate a lot, usually not more than once or twice a day though. She quickly let these thoughts drift from her mind as she lusted and fucked with the two men.
What delight Yvonne felt as the big, hard cock slid relentlessly in and out, in and out of her pussy. It was longer and thicker than her husband’s and she really appreciated the extra size, feeling it stretching her so that she felt wonderfully filled by the cock, and with the head of that cock that she so adored, just now and again pressing lightly against the wall of her uterus deep, deep within her as it all but bottomed out in her lusting, dribbling, and so receptive pussy. At the same time she had the lustful delight of being continually face fucked by the second of those two magnificent cocks that were so beautifully abusing her body.
Yvonne rocked back and forth, continually shoved this way and that by the huge, hard cocks that continued on and on fucking and fucking her pussy and mouth. The men’s hands kept mauling her naked body, feeling her breasts, feeling her pussy, sliding over her soft, smooth skin to explore every part of her.
Lust filled her mind and her body. She listened to the men panting and grunting as they lusted over and in her. This was no more than crude, debauched, lustful, sex with the two men satisfying their animal desires to dominate and to fuck. Yvonne herself was in a delirium of corrupt, wanton indulgence of her excessive sexual appetite.
Just half an hour earlier, Yvonne had never laid eyes on these men. She knew not their names nor anything about them. She had barely even glimpsed their faces and yet here they were fucking and fucking and fucking her – and she wanted it, she cared not what or who they were, she just craved for their gorgeous cocks to keep fucking and abusing her for ever.
The two guys swapped position and Yvonne next had the guy’s cock all covered with her pussy slime entering her mouth. She sucked it lovingly.
“Wait until Charlie and Ziggy hear about this'” the guy mounting into Yvonne’s pussy laughed to his mate.
Yvonne’s husband immediately took interest and asked about these two men that had been mentioned.
Being told that they were two guys staying in the next door apartments, Rob asked if he should go and bring them to join in fucking his wife.
The two guys agreed that he should, and so Robert, excitedly eager to have his wife fucked and degraded to the fullest extent possible, hurried off leaving his wife being fucked cunt and mouth.
Finding the apartment that he’d been directed to, Rob told the guys that their friends in the house next door, had a dirty slut who was turning it on, and that they’d asked Rob to let them know that they could join in if they wished.
It turned out that the only hesitation the guys had, was caused by the fact that they had a couple of their mates with them at the time.
“That’s not a worry,” Rob exclaimed, excitedly solving the problem for them, “bring them along too. The slut that they’ve got in there is such a dirty fucking whore that she’ll take on any number of you.
Moments later Rob was eagerly and lustfully leading the group of four men into the house where his wife Yvonne was being so thoroughly abused.
Yvonne was stunned when the chatter of these four new guys suddenly filled the room as they entered. That made six men – seven counting her husband Rob!
The newcomers quickly stripped naked to reveal their hard, lust filled cocks all ready to fuck this slut’s every body opening. They eagerly gathered around her and six pairs of hands where soon mauling her all over.
Soon Yvonne had two new cocks entering her mouth and pussy, then two more as the men constantly swapped position first fucking her sloppy cunt, then her so delightful mouth, then mauling her breasts, her belly, her thighs, her ass.
Soon her ass was being fingered by man after man as she continued to be cunt and mouth fucked.
The natural progression then, was for her to have her ass fucked as well as pussy and mouth.
She laughingly squatted down onto one guy’s cock as he held it erect and ready for her ass to slide down over its hard, lust gorged length. Leaning back onto her elbows and forearms, Yvonne then brought her knees up and apart so that the next guy could get in and continue fucking her pussy.
Having those two cocks wonderfully penetrating her two lower holes, Yvonne tipped her head back in preparation for a cock to plunge down her gullet.
Yvonne was gagging and choking, tears coming to her eyes as a cock plunged vigorously in and out of her mouth and right down into her actual throat.
She could feel the cocks rampant in her pussy and ass. She could feel them stretching her, especially the one in her bottom. She could feel them both deep within her body, pushing up each canal and almost rubbing together with only the thin membrane wall separating her two fuck tubes.
Yvonne’s body was surging with lustful sensations as she hovered so desperately close to orgasm.
Suddenly, unexpectedly, her mouth was filled with gooey cum as the cock began to pump spurt after spurt of its cum forth.
Yvonne lustfully slid her tongue around and around in the mucky stuff. Licking it about and tasting it as she swallowed it down.
The cock, still quite hard, slid slowly from between her lips. The guy’s cock then slapped heavily across her cheeks a few times before wiping the last remaining globs of white cum over her face.
Yvonne smiled up at the man, lightly moving her lips in a sexy kissing motion towards him.
No time for more of that though. Another cock was immediately filling her mouth. Yvonne sucked the new cock and licked lovingly, lustfully, sluttishly.
Yvonne loved this attention. She was the centre of the men’s world at that moment.
Vaguely she thought that she heard her husband asking the guy’s if they knew of any others who might want to use her. In her lust she would have taken any number of men who might come to fuck and use her.
Pussy and ass were both cummed in, making them sloppy and messy for the next cocks to enter, and enter they did. Once more Yvonne had three cocks fucking her mouth, pussy and bottom.
She was deliriously happy with this treatment. She responded to every shove of every cock, all the time wanting to satisfy every lustful move of the men.
Her brain was not consciously thinking of anything other than the wonderful cocks which were fucking her, yet somehow she slowly became aware that her husband was no longer there. She didn’t care. She had everything she could ever want.
She’d no sooner made this discovery about her husband, than he entered the room with another four men, all looking eagerly and expectantly into the room at the scene of such absolute debauchery.
This new group of men quickly began to strip so as to get their share of this depraved, perverted harlot.
The incredible orgy of moral corruption went on and on with Yvonne being fucked and fucked and fucked, continually, degradingly, used as no more than a living thing for the purpose of satisfying the men’s lustful desires.
Mouthful after mouthful of gooey semen she consumed.
Cuntload after cuntload of adulterous sperm filled her pussy and her bottom until every cock had satisfied themselves, some even using her more than once.
Yvonne lay there naked, fucked, hair dishevelled with cum matting it into a tacky mess. Her face with white cum dribbling down over it. Her pussy and ass oozing cum along with her own juices.
She was panting, exhausted, so wonderfully happy. She heard talk of tomorrow when there would be even more men to fuck her. She dreamily looked forward to more of the men’s lecherous treatment.

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Spanking of My Secretary

This is just a piece of fiction hope the readers enjoy it
When I walked over to her cubicle, I looked sternly at my administrative assistant. She looked nervously back. “Melissa,” I said, “please come to my office for a few minutes.” When we were in my office, I sat at my desk, leaned back in my chair, and said, “Please close the door, and sit down.”
When she complied I began, “Melissa, during your first two years here as my administrative assistant, your performance was exemplary. That is why I am distressed by your behaviour during the past four months. You often come to work late, and you have been making many careless mistakes. Others have noticed too. They have complained to me. I have had to apologize on your behalf, and make excuses for you.”
Melissa sat nervously. She has long blond hair. Her eyes are the blue of a cloudless sky. Her skin has the color of cream with just a hint of strawberry in it. Melissa was raised in England, and speaks with a beautiful plumy accent. She is fresh and innocent. She was wearing a tasteful, modest dress, and looking like Hollywood’s image of a proper young lady in movies made during the 1930’s and 1940’s.
“I am sorry,” was all she could say.
“Do you have any explanation?” I asked.
“There have been events in my personal life…” she began, “but I agree that they should not have affected my behaviour here.”
“They certainly should not have. Because of the troubling economic times I have been forced to make some rather difficult decisions about who to keep on the payroll. I have been under some pressure to fire you, Melissa.” I paused for a moment, watching Melissa become even more nervous. “Do you believe that you can return to your previous performance level?”
“Yes, Sir, I certainly do.”
“I certainly hope so,” I said, “So I have decided to give you a second chance.” Melissa looked very relieved. “However, I do not believe that it would be fair to those of your co-workers that I have had to let go for this to pass without some corrective measure. I have two alternatives, and I ask you to choose between them. The first, is that you accept a ten percent cut in pay, starting today. You will agree that this is preferable to a termination notice.”
“Yes, I certainly do.”
“The second, which I hope you choose, is that you report to my office Saturday morning at 10:00 for a paddling session.” After a long pause I smiled sardonically, and said, “You blush. You are aware that if you choose the second punishment, you will be required to expose your beautiful bare bottom to my paddle and my eyes.”
“Sir she began indignantly, “with such an indecent suggestion as that I feel that I should walk out of your office, and resign at once. At the very least, I should accept the first alternative.” She paused. “Unfortunately, I still have student loans to pay off.”
“Those student loans are fortunate for me, Melissa,” I said with a smile. “I am looking forward to this. I could give you your punishment now, but I have not purchased a paddle yet, and I do not want anyone to hear what is happening in here. You will be expected to be here at 10:00 am Saturday. You better not be a minute late.”
“I won’t be, Sir,” my embarrassed administrative assistant said.
“You, Melissa, need to worry about unemployment,” I explained. “I need to worry about losing this entire company. If that happens, we will all be unemployed. We need to pull together and work conscientiously. I have to admit that I hired you not only because of your professional qualifications, but because of your loveliness, and your classic and proper elegance. I used to be proud to take you to offsite meetings with me. Now it is my responsibility as your employer to help you to resume your earlier habits.
“That is why it is necessary for both of us to work on improving your performance. I am sure we can succeed. Please be sure to be on time Saturday.”
During the rest of the week Melissa blushed when she saw me, and tried not to look at my eyes. I smiled at her in ways that I hoped were not too obviously lustful. I would be dishonest not to admit that I relished my opportunity. Melissa has an excellent figure. I looked forward to turning her delicious derrière to a bright red. Every night I lay in bed masturbating as I imagined what was going to happen.
When the day finally arrived, I was at my office by 9:30 in the morning. I left the door to my office open. I could have set my watch by the time Melissa entered at 10:00. “Well, good morning, Melissa,” I said cheerfully.
“Good morning, Sir” she said quietly, looking down at the floor.
“Please close and lock the door. I gave the security guard the day off with pay, but I don’t want to take any chances on us being interrupted. When she complied I said, “You really are pretty today, Melissa. I love the way your floral blouse and blue jeans display your excellent figure to advantage. I have always been complemented on having a lovely administrative assistant.”
“Thank you, Sir”
“As we discussed, you need to remove your jeans and panties, so you might as well begin.” As Melissa sat down in a chair in front of my desk, I walked to the front of my desk, leaned back against it, and watched eagerly. She untied her shoes, and removed them and her socks. More slowly, she pulled off her blue jeans. “You have excellent legs,” I said. After a long pause, she quickly removed her panties.
“And you have a most beautiful, shaven vulva,” I exclaimed with delight. “Did your boy friend ask you to shave it?”
“I don’t have a boy friend,” Melissa answered, before adding quickly, “I don’t allow men to pick me up at bars either. When I knew I would be removing my panties before you, it seemed appropriate to shave.”
“That was certainly thoughtful of you. I very definitely prefer it to be shaven. Please come closer, so that I may inspect your most private area.”
When she obeyed, I smiled and said, “You are blushing. That is most delightfully appropriate. It means that you are not used to undressing in front of a man. Your face is almost as red as I will soon make your bottom.” I ran the back of several fingers of my right hand against Melissa’s perfect Mons Verenis, saying, “This is as smooth and hairless as the vulva of a nine year old girl. I love the way you have a small mound, and a well defined slit with no clitoral hood.” I put my middle index finger in her slit, and added, “You do have a well developed clitoris, however. You are also wet, so I know you are enjoying this.”
“I wish I wasn’t,” she said under obvious strain. “It feels indecent of me.”
“Well, Melissa,” I said removing my finger, “I do not mind telling you that my penis is hard and straight right now. But we did not come here to make love. We came here to make you a better subordinate. Go to the book shelf over there, and fetch me my paddle.”
As she turned around and walked I said, “Your calves are perfectly formed, Melissa, and I love the dimples on the backs of your knees.” When she returned with the paddle I added, “The thighs beneath your genital region are so beautiful I can imagine admiring them on a movie screen.”
Melissa stood before me, and handed me the paddle, but I said, “Before giving the paddle to me, Melissa, I would like you to examine it. As you might expect, I had trouble finding a store that sold these. At first I wanted to buy one made out of black walnut, because it had a sensuous dark color, and the wood was heavier. I thought it would enable me to give the blows with greater power. Fortunately, I talked to the man who owned the store about our requirements. He suggested a hickory paddle instead. He explained that it was as hard as black walnut, but lighter, and that the very lightness would add to the sting.
“You can see how well polished it is, Melissa. The edges have been carefully rounded. It has been given three coats of non-yellowing lacquer. You cannot help but admire the grain. I specifically asked for a long paddle, so that I could deliver the blows with sufficient leverage. The head is seventeen inches in length, and four inches in width. The handle is nine and a half inches long. In the past children were ‘taught to the tune of a hickory stick,’ for a reason,” I said with a chuckle. “We are fortunate that I came to the store when I did. This was the last paddle like this in stock. It was quite a bit longer than the others, and more expensive. I chose it because I think it is very important for you to benefit from this experience.
“Well, give me the paddle, Melissa,” I said pleasantly. “It’s time for us to begin. Now I want you to bend over my desk, put the palms of your hands on the surface, and stick out your beautiful bare bottom to receive the blows.”
She obeyed, but the tail of her blouse covered most of her buttocks. “That won’t work,” I said. “I believe I will need to ask you to remove your blouse.”
When she did, I said, “I am delighted that you are not wearing a bra. Let me inspect your breasts.” I ran the fingers of my left hand over her right breast, feeling the nipple, and saying, “This is nice and hard. You really are excited. I think you’ve been looking forward to this too. You could have worn a bra, but you did not. You did not need to shave your vulva, but you did.”
“Sir, you may derive whatever perverted pleasure from my predicament you can,” Melissa said angrily. “I am enduring this because I must, but if you rape me I swear to you I will go to the police.”
“I have no intention of raping you, Melissa,” I said reassuringly. “I would protect you from someone who tried,” I ran my fingers down past her flat stomach to her perfect vulva, which I entered with my middle index finger. “This is even wetter than before. I would of course enjoy making love with you, but if we ever do that,” I said with my finger at the entrance to her vagina, which I was pleased to find blocked, “it will happen in response to your request, rather than mine.
“Very well,” I continued. “Bend over, and prepare to receive your well deserved punishment. I like you Melissa. Therefore I do not intend to spare you. I want this to be a memorable experience for both of us. Years from now you will be glad we shared this event together. I can’t overstress that I am trying to help you become the perfect employee you were when I hired you.”
I moved behind her, saying “That’s good. Now stick out your buttocks a just little more.” She put her elbows down on the desk top. “Perfect! I love the way your vagina peeks out between the tops of your thighs. Your bottom looks as though it was specifically created for my paddle.” I moved beside her.
As Melissa fearfully waited for my first blow, I could not help but comment, “Your breasts are beautiful, Melissa. I’m glad I ordered you to remove all of your clothes. Your spanking will be long and hard, but it will be good for you. I have been looking forward to doing this all week, so I will deliver the blows with considerable enthusiasm. I am an avid tennis player. I think you will soon agree that I have a strong right arm.” I affectionately patted her bare bottom with the paddle a few times to increase her nervous anticipation. Then I swung it back in a circular motion, and gave her a powerful smack that resounded loudly.
“Oh!” she said.
“That got your attention, didn’t it?” I chuckled. “I love the way your breasts moved at the moment of impact. I made the right decision to schedule this disciplinary session for Saturday, don’t you agree? That could certainly be heard on the other side of my door. Did it sting the way it was supposed to?”
“Yes it did.”
“Good. I will have to go back to the store, and tell the owner about this. I will of course not tell him your name.”
“I hope not.”
I spanked her again, harder this time. She cried again in the most delightful way. “Courage, Melissa, courage,” I said before spanking her a third time. “This time you did not say anything, but the expression on your lovely face revealed that really felt it,” I gloated. “Do you think this will help you come to work on time?” I teased.
“Yes, I know it will Sir she said before I spanked her again. “Oh please Sir,” she pleaded.
“Oh please Sir,” I repeated pleasantly. “Please keep giving such delightful pleas,” I chuckled at my witty use of a homophone. Then I spanked her again. “Please keep moving your bottom in so pleasing a manner,” I said. It really pleases me.”
“Sir, this really hurts. How long will it continue? You must stop.”
“I am the one who will decide how long your spanking continues. The longer it lasts on the more I enjoy it. The more I enjoy it, the longer it lasts. I warned you this would be a severe and lengthy spanking. I am just warming up. The best is yet to be.” To illustrate my point, I spanked her again. “Once more I hear your delightful cry. I wish I was recording this on a cam recorder.”
Melissa tried not to say anything, so the only sound was the loud smack of my paddle against her delicious flesh. “Your delicious bottom is becoming a bright red,” I boasted. “I wish you could see it. It looks like a Valentine heart.” She remained silent.
“This is so much fun,” I said zestfully. “Sometimes I target your right cheek,” I said spanking to the right. “Sometimes I target your left cheek,” I said while spanking her to the left. “Usually I land the paddle firmly on both cheeks,” I said before delivering a powerful blow to both, a blow that must have echoed far beyond my office. I laughed pleasantly.
Then I felt her left breast. “Your nipple is even harder,” I pointed out. “My penis is too.” I gave another blow to her quivering cheeks. “Mo les ah!” I cried, drawing out the syllables of her name. “This is sooo delightful!”
At last she pleaded, “Sir, have mercy. I can’t bear this.”
“This time I agree,” I said. “In the midst of all that red I see the white beginning of a blister. I do not want to break your delicious skin, although I would love to continue. Do you believe you have learned something today?”
“Yes, I’m certain of it, Sir Only please don’t spank me anymore.” She began to sob uncontrollably from pain, shame, and relief.
“There, there Melissa. I’m finished. You were very brave. You also gave me a great deal of pleasure. I seldom become so thoroughly aroused. Just stay there. The shop that sold me the paddle also had some soothing balm with a local analgesic in it to turn the pain into a sensuous coolness, and help with the healing process. It is safe and legal, although, as with the paddle, I paid for it with cash.”
I opened a drawer in my desk, removed a container, and poured some of it into my right hand, and began to rub it over Melissa’s beautiful behind. “Does this feel better?”
“Yes, it does, Sir Thank you so much. Oh!” she cooed. “This feels wonderful. It turns the pain into pleasure.”
“Excellent! That’s what the man at the sex shop said it would do. I’ll give you several bottles to take home with you. Use it whenever the pain starts. I just wish I could be with you to apply it myself. I love rubbing this over the smooth flesh of your perfect buns. I particularly enjoy rubbing it between your thighs.” She tried to keep from giggling. When I was finished, I returned the bottle to my desk, and wiped my hand with a cloth.
Returning to Melissa I said, “You may stand up now. Let me see how you look in front.”
When she obeyed, I said, “My goodness; look at you. Your vagina is dripping with lubrication.”
“Oh dear!” she said with a worried expression. “This is truly embarrassing.”
“It might soak all the way through your blue jeans,” I warned. “Just a minute. I’ll get some tissues.” Fortunately, I had some Kleenex from my last cold. I stooped in front of Melissa, and said, “Here I am, carefully wiping the most private part of my most fetching administrative assistant.” Melissa cradled her arms together before her breasts, closing her eyes, and giggling with pleasure. When I could no longer resist, I gently kissed her vulva, right on the slit. “There, that’s better,” I said putting the wet tissues into my desk drawer. I did not want the janitor to find them in the waste paper basket.
I held Melissa tenderly. “I can’t help but marvel at the softness of your perfect back, and the smoothness of your skin” I told her, “I hope this session has been beneficial to you.”
“It has been, Sir she said, kissing me on my cheek, before saying quickly, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“I’m glad you did,” I said, kissing her lips. “From now on I am going to be strict with you. Obviously, I would like to do this again. It was even more enjoyable than I expected. Nevertheless, if you return to your previous level of performance, I will give you a generous raise. We can also talk about your student loan. I think I can take care of that too.
“You will have difficulty sitting down for awhile, so I advise you take Monday off. It will be a day off with pay that I will not count among your sick days or vacations. Now put your clothes on. You better let me walk to your car with you. This neighbourhood can be dangerous on Saturdays.”
Now she is my sex slave and I will write about how I violated her sweet tight cunt and her
Virgin ass in my next story.
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Sis lets me II

Well needless to say I was very preoccupied the rest of the day and night. Just the thought of my sisters sweet little bottom already turned me on, but to have actually licked it was heaven. It was business as normal though for Sis and me for the next couple of days. Mom was getting home from work on time and dad soon followed. We were also in school so time alone was hard to find. Every night though I fantasized about my Sister and our little game usually ending in a quick jack off session that left me more frustrated than anything.
Thankfully an opportunity arose on Friday. During breakfast mom told us all that she was grocery shopping after work. When we got home I would have to watch my Sister and little brother until she or dad got home in the evening. I knew from experience that meant about 2 hours of fun time that afternoon. Sis’s eyes and mine met across the table at the news and she smiled a bit at me and I smiled back. My thoughts were racing now because she seemed to have the same thing in mind as me!
The whole day at school I was distracted, visions of last weeks adventure ran through my head and ideas for tonight were growing. Finally the last bell for the day rang and I walked rapidly through the halls to the bus, eager to get home. The ride seemed to take forever but finally I was let off on the corner and walked the remaining 3 blocks home.
Sis had arrived 30 minutes earlier, she being 4 grades lower than me she started earlier and ended school earlier. The afternoon rules for us were that if mom hadn’t made it home we were to stay in and do homework and chores followed by our afternoon TV programs. I was anticipating getting home so much! I wondered if I was going have to ask Sis if she wanted a massage today or even if she had changed her mind since this morning. Luckily I was surprised, when I came in the house she had already changed in to her little shorts I loved so much and was doing her homework at the kitchen table. Next to her was my younger brother Jake doing his homework as well. Jake was in on the game me and Sis played but didn’t know how far it had gone last time. He also had been part of some our more adventurous games in the past.
“Hi Sis!” I said, “Want a massage?”. Sis stopped what she was doing and looked over at me. “Yes please Danny, I would like that.” Excitement filled her voice. She rose from the table and laid on the floor. “I will go get the oil.” I said and went back to the hall closet and got the baby oil from the lower shelf. When I came back out the hallway Sis had quite a surprise for me. She had forgone the usual “coyness” of keeping her shirt down and legs together as she lay on the floor like usual. Instead she had already taken her shirt off exposing her little training bra. Her shorts were still on but she had spread her legs. Jake was still at the kitchen table but clearly he was watching what Sis was up too, I don’t think he even thought she would be so forward with both of us in the room.
“Do my legs first Danny” she said “Just like last time…” I caught the slight mewl in her last words it really turned me on. I positioned myself behind her on my knees and carefully poured a small amount of oil in to my left palm. Placing the oil bottle next to me I then rubbed my hands together a bit and began down by her ankles rubbing up toward her soft sweet crotch. As I peered up her legs to her bottom I was caught off guard by another surprise of hers. She had no panties on! The sight was tremendous and exciting! Her hairless slit was visible, and a hint of her sweet little asshole was showing. I took the hint and rubbed all the way up her leg and pushed my hands up under her little shorts. I brushed her slit with my hand and brought both hands down her legs again.
“Mmm, Like that” Sis said “just like that.” Honestly my cock was rock hard at this point straining hard against my blue jeans. I could not believe I was doing this. “Jake” she said, “come to my other leg for me please.” I was in heaven! Jake, Sis and I had messed around before like this. I would massage one leg and he the other then one of us would do her back while the other stayed with her legs. I guess she really liked it, she never complained but it was a rare occurrence. Jake joined us on the floor and I straddled her left leg while he straddled the right and after pouring a bit of oil on her we both were rubbing up and down her legs pushing all the way to her crotch and back. Sis relaxed a bit more giving no sign of stopping our explorations. Jake and I just looked at each other and grinned. That’s when I decided to move to her back and let Jake continue with the legs.
I got up and positioned myself on my knees just above her head. I poured a bit of oil on her lower back and I leaned over her pushing from just below her bra to her waist and back up again. Sis cooed “MMMM” but nothing more. So I began the “push” and on each downward stroke I pushed her shorts over her sweet bottom. Again there was no protest from Sis, so I continued with the slow undressing of her sweet white bottom. Jake was still rubbing up and down her legs doing one then the other. After about 10 downward runs of my hands her shorts were bunched just below her round bottom exposing the sweet separation of her buttocks. “Danny, do that thing like last time” she said.
Well needless to say I was beyond words at this point. I mumbled something like “ok Sis” (All I was seeing was a sweet ass at this point) and I moved back over to beside her and told Jake to take my spot doing her back. Jake was in the same state of shock I was, but was happy to comply and moved my old spot and I positioned myself between her spread legs. Jake began to rub and as he did Sis pushed her bare bottom up into the air. Head down and bottom in the air I feasted on the sweet sight of her bare pussy and sweet bottom. I reached up and pulled her shorts to her knees and poured a small amount of oil onto her bare buttocks. I then began to massage the oil into her bottom, first on the sides along her hips then moving to the globes of her little bottom. I began to play a bit then by spreading her ass a bit and moving my massage more toward her ass hole with each rotation of my hands. “No, with your mouth too!” Sis sort of cried. I leaned in with my face now and took my time. Starting at the ass edge of her pussy I ran my tongue up her sweet little rosebud then up the rest of her crack to her lower back. “Mmmmm” Sis moaned “Again!”
Jake had stopped massaging at this point. I think he was dumbfounded as I was. I went back down starting at the edge of her pussy and sliding my tongue upward, this time though I stopped and poked with my tongue into her little butt hole. I swear I was lost! The aroma, the taste, the very intensity of the situation had me charged all over. I moved my head again for another pass but this time I went lower and ever so gingerly started at about what I thought was the middle of her pussy and ran my tongue over it, just on the outside of the folds and then upward again stopping and probing her little butt hole a bit then upward between the globes of her ass. Sis just moaned! Jake at this point had just sat back on his haunches taking it all in. As I got the top of her buttocks I could see him just staring. I motioned him to come around and I moved over. He just nodded quietly, in shock I guess at being able to do this thing we had only read about in magazines. But he rose to the occasion and bent down licking Sis as I had. I was beside Sis at this point and my boner was killing me! As I watched Jake lick Sis I undid my pants and scooted out of them and sat on the floor in my underwear. I was on my bottom leaning back on my hands with my legs bent up and apart, my hard on pushing outward on my underwear. I had a wet spot were the head of my cock had been drooling with pre-cum from the excitement. Sis had opened her eyes when me and Jake switched positions but had not complained about the swap. She had watched me lose my pants and now with her left arm reached over and reaching between my legs patted the bulge in my underwear. “Wow” she said “What’s that?” and she smiled. She knew what it was! Little tease that she was she had played with us a quite a few times in the nude before.
I parted the slit in the underwear and let my hardon out. Sis grasped the shaft and stroked it with one hand as best she could considering her position. I leaned back on my hands and let her stroke it. It felt so good! I looked over at Jake, taking in the sight of Sis with her ass in the air, shorts around her knees and Jake poking his head between her sweet thighs. This just heightened my arousal especially with Sis roughly jerking me off. I didn’t last a second after seeing this and my cock pulsed and jerked! My first spurt of cum shot out and landed on Sis’s arm and bit on the carpet. The rest just pumped out over her hand covering it a bit in long gooey strands. I could tell by the look in her eyes that Sis hadn’t expected me to cum, we had only had that happen a few times in our games before. But she didn’t move or jump up all crazy like she sometimes did when she got nervous. I guess she was just as turned on as Jake and I were. She just stopped jerking and me and pulled her hand away. “I need a towel…” I did not let her finish her sentence and jumped up to get a towel from the kitchen I wasn’t going to let her get perturbed at me now!
Jake looked up from between her buttocks when I got up and looked at me and said “Can I too Sis?” Sis made a kind of funny face but I guess she figured that she had to at this point. So while I went to the kitchen Jake got up and zipped down his pants and pulled out his cock, stiff as a board for Sis’s ministrations. I returned with a kitchen towel and cleaned Sis’s arm and hands and tried to dab up what cum that had hit the carpet. Jake then positioned himself as I had done. Then Sis took his cock and began the same up and down motion as she had used on me. I just stood there, in wet cum stained underwear, watching as Sis stroked off my brother. I could feel my cock stirring again already! It was slowly hardening up. Sis was still in her modified doggy position and I could see her beautiful pussy and ass still slick from oil and our saliva. Oh what a sight, only in my dreams I had feared! Jake’s head flipped back and he pushed his hips into Sis’s hands as she jerked him. He was out of it! Soon he pushed one final time with his hips and cum leapt from his cock. This Sis took it in the face, a large globe landed on her cheek as the rest of Jakes cum pulsed out over her hand. “Ick!” She exclaimed. I was instantly leaning over with the towel to wipe it off. I did not want to spoil our newfound progress with Sis. She was finicky, and sometimes would just stop and walk away if she felt funny about it.
“Thanks, Danny” she smiled. Mentally I breathed a sigh of relief, it looked like Sis was having fun and we were doing it “right” with her. Jake pulled back now and I knelt down and cleaned Sis’s hand. “Oh that was fun!” Sis said as she relaxed her body and rolled over onto her back and pulled up her blue shorts. “What time is it?” She asked suddenly getting a worried tone in her voice. I freaked out! I had lost all track of time. Looking around to the kitchen clock we all kind of breathed a sigh of relief. It was 4:30, Mom would be home around 5. That was great! We could all get back to our chores and homework pretending nothing had been going on.

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sperm donor revisited

I had met with a couple and arranged to breed his wife since they really wanted a baby . a few days later they wanted some more

THE TALES OF PRIYA, Part 2: Fuck, Fuck, Fuck and a FutaWitch

Bell and Priya, best friends for two years have taken the next step. Except, Bell is a Witch and Priya is a Newborn race. Crazy, crazy beautiful lesbian love explodes then crashes as the world around them is going nuts. (Note: Bell is actually 147 years old and Priya may look 18 but is actually human terms – around 24)

JUNE PART 1 AFTER CHURCH BY DOCKER5000

Introductory
June is a normal church going wife and mother.
She lives in a small American town in the late 1950’s.
One day two drifters come calling.
The men want money and some fun with June.

Crack

Why does a prostitute make more money than a drug dealer? A Prostitute can clean her crack and sell it again!

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luckiest bastard alive

“The luckiest bastard alive”
NOTE: This is my first story so I’m bound to make some mistakes. But in the meantime sit, read, and enjoy!
CH. 1
John wasn’t the most popular guy at school. He didn’t go out with girls, not cause he didn’t want too but because he just wasn’t that good looking. He was about 5’11, 165lbs, dark blonde hair, blue eyes, skinny, light tan, and a fair sized 8 inch cock. But people who did get to know him saw that looks weren’t his strong point, it was his personality. Anyone who would hang out with him saw that he was funny and even a little charming. But his luck with women were about to change and quick.
John lived next to, who he thought was, the most beautiful and sexiest woman alive. He must have jacked off every night to her. Lucky for him he didn’t have to fantasize about how she looked naked because their windows faced each other and she didn’t have any curtains in her room and every night after her shower she would walk in her room with her fine legs and undress and get into her pajamas to go to bed. “Oh, how bad I want to screw that sexy body of hers” he thought as he stroked his cock back and forth fast. Soon he thoughts would become a reality.
It was Saturday afternoon when John woke up to find his parents had left to go visit some relatives up state for the day. They left him some money to order pizza and emergency phone numbers. He walked around the house with his morning wood making a tent of his pajamas. He needed to piss bad so he jogged up to the bathroom and closed the door. Sliding his pajama pants down along with his boxers he grabbed his cock and started to piss in the toilet. He glanced out the window and was excited by what he saw below. Next door Melissa (the neighbor) was outside by the swimming pool tanning in a black bikini that looked like it strangled to wrap around her breasts. He flushed the toilet and turned towards the window. He decided “what the hell” and started to jerk off to her as she sat there rubbing lotion over her body. After awhile Melissa took off her top exposing all of her 38D breasts for John to see. He picked up the pace and he felt his cum start to rise and not too long afterwards his cock twitched in his hand and he shot a wad of cum all over the bathroom window. He rested his head against the wall as he regained composure. “Shit that felt good” he thought as glanced over at his cum running down the pane of glass.
As he bent over to grab some toilet paper to wipe up his mess he glance downed and saw Melissa staring right at him in disgust. “Shit I’ve been caught” he said aloud as he was frozen in place,his cock hanging limp. Melissa quickly put her top back on and walked into the house. John felt so bad about what he did but didn’t know what he should do. Stay home or go over and apologize. He grabbed the phone and dialed Melissa’s number to apologize without having to look at her.
Melissa picked up the phone, “Hello?” she asked. “Hello, Melissa, this is John from next door” he stammered out. “You sick pervert, what the fuck were you thinking” she yelled at him. ” I wasn’t thinking, it’s just your so damn hot I couldn’t resist” he said shyly and for once John heard a answer he would have never have guessed. “Well John if I’m so hot why don’t you come over to my house so you can make a real apology” she said devilishly. John dropped the phone and ran out the door to Melissa’s house and banged on the door feeling his cock get hard again. Melissa came to the door and smiled and pulled him in and shut and locked the door. She started to walk to him swaying her hips in her bikini and she turned her back to him and bent down and said “Like what you see?” and raised back up. “Oh God yes, I love what i see” John said as he started to adjust his cock in his pants. “OH silly, why don’t you just step out of those clothes” Melissa said as she smiled. John wasted no time stripping and was soon standing in front of Melissa naked. Melissa reached behind her back and untied her top and let it drop to the floor, “Remember these you naughty boy?” she coyly asked as she stepped towards him. John grabbed his cock and slowly stroked it smiling from ear to ear. Melissa got up to John and removed his hand and kissed him deeply on the lips sending a shiver down John’s back.
She then kissed his neck, then his chest, and finally she dropped to her knees, “Looks like little Johnny needs a kiss too.” she said and looked up at him. She then opened her mouth and slowly engulfed John’s cock while keeping eye contact with him. John stared in disbelief as the woman he fantasized about every night was giving him his first blowjob ever. Melissa worked her mouth like a pro around John’s cock making sure it was wet and moist. She grabbed his ball sac and massaged it gently as she started to suck harder. John moaned for more and more as he started to moan. Melissa sucked harder at John’s request and then felt John’s cock pulsing and getting harder, she knew he was going to cum. “Oh shit, I’m going to cum so hard in your mouth” John said as he started to shake through his orgasm. Melissa kept sucking until John sent a load deep into her throat and kept going and going as Melissa swallowed and lapped it all up. After John was done cumming she sucked out the rest and the excess on his cock then backed up and looked up and smiled at him “Did you enjoy that?” she asked. “Very much so, and I hope we’re not finished”.John said. Melissa smiled and said “No, theres plenty more where that came from”. Then as she was about to get up they heard a door opening and were frozen as Melissa’s mom walked in. TO BE CONTINUED.

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Ada’s Tattoo part 1

The story Ada’s Tattoo is a work of fiction. The characters do not represent any real person. The story was inspired though by an actual tattoo.
This is the first story that I am offering to this website. I hope you enjoy it. I also hope that I had adequately addressed the themes. Your comments and advice are welcome.

Queen Yavara: Chapter 6

So, I almost didn’t include this chapter for the rewrite, since it’s basically 6000 words of pure smut with no bearing on the actual plot until the end. I rewrote it so that there’s a bit of character development between the relentless pressing of bodies. Hope you like it. Leave feedback!