Anne is 19 years old. She has a toned body with a muscular butt. She fixes her hair long like the actress Farrah.
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Husband shows his Victorian wife the delights of erotic sex and spanking. Her Victorian Bottom Thrashed. Part 1.
No longer were we embarrassed to talk about our kinky side, but stay-at-home mothers and business women alike spoke about how they dreamt of meeting their own Christian Grey. Spanking can be something fun and flirty, or go as far as severe and painful. Many even consider the sting of the spank an aphrodisiac.
Spanking stories involve characters who like to spank or be spanked. They could be over the knee otk spanking stories, or people being spanked with a cane, paddle, flat of the hand, tied up against an X-shaped bondage device, or any other imaginative form of subtle 'punishment'. The most common type of erotic spanking is administered on the bare buttocks, but can also be combined with bondage, in order to heighten sexual arousal and feelings of helplessness in the spankee.
I had been working for the company for over two years and enjoyed my job as a secretary. I had lots of chances to meet different people and I enjoyed telling occasional lies for my boss. He was one of the nicest bosses I have ever worked for and I had fantasies about him more than once.
Maya loves being spanked, but that means it takes cruelty to punish her. Read full story. I rubbed her butt.
The stories on this web page started with several spanking stories that I had saved away. Looking back on the dates for these stories I see that I started publishing my stories on the Web in September of I wish there were more stories here. I'm a slow writer.
A hot story about me and a guy who take baking to where it has never gone before Sexy married lady's high heel fetish and strap-on Fiction, based on the author's real-life experiences, which add realism to the poetry.
During that strange interlude between finishing my Highers, as A Levels are called in Scotland, and going to university, I answered an ad for a house cleaner in the community newspaper. The address was local, the pay reasonable and three evenings a week suited me very well. Not one to let the grass grow under my feet even then, I rang later that night. It was early September in ; I was 17 years old and lived in a small southern Indiana town with my dad and step mom.