The Corner
I am standing where you told me to stand, in the corner of our room. My arms are raised, crossed with my forearms resting on my head, my hands holding my elbows, giving you free access to my breasts if you so desire. I have been standing there for
The Red Ribbon
I couldn't help myself... I needed to do it, even though I knew I ran the risk of displeasing you. But there was nothing else that could be done. To satisfy myself, I had to do it.
I let myself into your apartment. I arrived not long afte
I let myself into your apartment. I arrived not long afte
The First Meeting
My skin tingled as I stepped from the shower. I had set it so the spray invigorated my body, waking me up. I loved the feeling of the hot water hitting my back and shoulders, standing under the falling water, feeling it run down my body, watching i
Getting the job
Ben was sitting on the couch when Kelly came home.
"I got the job!" he said excitedly.
"That's fantastic! You're going to be so good for that position" she exclaimed.
"There's just one condition to the job,” Ben added, looking at
"I got the job!" he said excitedly.
"That's fantastic! You're going to be so good for that position" she exclaimed.
"There's just one condition to the job,” Ben added, looking at
The Price of Free Speech, Part 2
I learned that Miss Jones grew up the daughter of a military family. Her father was a Marine drill sergeant, and her mother a Marine lieutenant. She was raised in strict discipline, and from the beginning taught that respect was earned by being firm,
One Man and His Dog
One Man and His Dog
By John Mcleod
It just 11 o'clock Saturday morning, and we're still in bed together. We're alone in our house, spending another lazy weekend day relaxing. I'm still asleep but you've been awake for some time
By John Mcleod
It just 11 o'clock Saturday morning, and we're still in bed together. We're alone in our house, spending another lazy weekend day relaxing. I'm still asleep but you've been awake for some time
The Price of Free Speech, Part 1
Up to a month ago, I shelved all of my spanko feelings in search of a relationship. Seemed to me that I missed the companionship of a female more than anything, and needed to fill that void in my life. It felt that the only way I would ever get to ha
Training Family members
This story is a true story based on my teenage experience with one particular girlfriend and her little sister.
In the mid 1970's short skirts were still in, and being a teenager sex was always on my mind. I drove a late model Chevy Van tha
In the mid 1970's short skirts were still in, and being a teenager sex was always on my mind. I drove a late model Chevy Van tha
MOLLY AND KEITH
Getting dressed for the party, Molly was aware once again of the vague discontent that afflicted her marriage. She looked over at her husband Keith, who was just pulling up his tighty-whities. He was a slim and handsome man who was also a loving he