FabSwingers.com forum: Sally's games

By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Sally had positioned herself on all fours on top of her bed facing away from the open bedroom door. Her jeans and underwear were bunched at her knees, her shirt and sweater around her neck, and her small breasts were pulled up and out of her bra, hanging free, with painful wooden clothespins gripping each nipple. Her hands were handcuffed in front of her. The key was resting on her lower back.

"Ohmigod, what if I get caught?" She kept worrying over and over, straining to hear if her boyfriend's car had arrived. Was that a car door? Was someone opening the front door?

She promised herself she would wait until the last possible minute before putting herself back together. "Ugh," the thought of getting caught brought a moan from her throat. "Mmm," why did she get off on this so damn much?

Was I always like this? Maybe. When I was 18 or 19 I almost got caught making out with a guy at a wedding and I remember wanting to get caught. I was looking over his shoulder for one of the bridesmaids or maybe a relative to catch us, almost hoping someone would see me letting him slide his hand up my dress. The more I worried about it, the hotter it got me. Was this not normal? Provably not.

It's mostly little things like that. Maybe I'll leave my blinds open while I bend over and slowly change in the fading light after work. I'll glance in the mirror and wonder if I'm flashing the neighbors. It makes me feel, I don't know, nervous? Indecent? Dirty? But in such a good way!

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By *ellsuitedMan
over a year ago

Elstree

Pegs.... The gift that keeps on giving...

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over a year ago

For the most part I have been decidedly un-adventurous. No makeup, ponytail, simple clothes,just a single young girl who reads a lot and goes to bed early. Once in a while I get these crazy fantasies in my head and I want to act them out, just a little bit. Except, like any addiction I guess, it starts out small but then isn't enough and you need to do more to get the same rush, right? A lot more...

"Hello? Sally?" Fuck, she didn't hear his car. She turned slowly trying to feel the key slide from her sweaty back. The clothespins hurt even more when she moved.

She had a rule that she couldn't talk back or anything like, "Just a minute" or "I'll be right down." So she silently fumbled in the bedspread for the key with her pants at her knees. trying not to panic. The adrenaline was euphoric but now she had to make sure she didn't get caught. She managed to slip off the cuffs and push them under her pillow. Next came the clothespins. Mmmfff. Her eyes watered when they came off but she had no time to waste in putting on her scratchy bra and getting her jeans back up her wet thighs. When her boyfriend bounded up the stairs and through the doorway she was adjusting her sweater and buttoning her jeans.

"Why can't you ever be ready on time? I said I would pick you up at 6:00!"

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over a year ago

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By *nyx99Man
over a year ago

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over a year ago

She sighed a deep satisfying sigh, wiped her eyes, and squeezed her legs together one last time. "Uhhh," she tried to apologize through her cat-that got the canary grin, "Sorry."

Most of my exploits aren't nearly as complicated as this. It's the little things that get me off the most. Like...

I'll wear a short skirt to the store and tell myself I can only bend over at the waist to get each thing on my list. I don't even think the skirt is short enough to see anything, but in my mind I'm behaving shamelessly and it really turns me on. What if someone does see? How much might they see? Can they tell I'm getting all creamy? What does my racy red underwear say about me? And what would they think if they knew I was doing it on purpose! By the time I leave my nipples are rock hard and my pussy is aching for attention.

One time I went to a supermarket (across town of course) and forced myself to buy a box of condoms, two cucumbers and some baby oil. Nothing else! Just those three things in my basket. I was so nervous. My hands were sweating when I sized up the vegetables. My legs were shaking when I placed them on the counter. God, I couldn't even look at the other people in line; or the checkout girl. It was such a rush. I was making a puddle in my underwear.

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

I left my "groceries" spread out on the passenger's seat of my car and I sped all the way home. Almost hoping I would get pulled over and questioned. Punished for being so naughty. I made it back to my apartment giggling like crazy.

Back in my bedroom I looked in the mirror and saw the girl who had just been caught doing something very bad. Tisk, tisk. I pouted my puffy lips and unclipped my ponytail. I made myself drop my shorts and gave my ass a playful swat while scolding myself for being such a tease. Bad girl, you need to be spanked... on your bare bottom. I pouted again and regretfully pushed my soggy underwear down.

I tried to picture the people in the store staring at me now: the older businessman on the phone; the soccer mom; the skater guy. The nervous rush hit me again. I tried to imagine the things they might be thinking: "What a kinky little slut!" I smacked my ass again. Bad girl. I squeezed my legs together and shivered. "What kind of girl buys baby oil and cucumbers?" Smack. "What is she going to do with them?" Smack.

I cracked a guilty grin and savored the dirty feeling as my gaze fell onto my new pile of toys. If they only knew.

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By *cfc1965Man
over a year ago

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By *rnoldZiffelMan
over a year ago

Leinster

Excellent read Josy, very different to the normal Fab story (many of which are great in their way) and all the better for that.

More please.

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Here's another silly example:

Fucking SUVs. Does everyone have to drive a fucking school bus. Josey was wondering why her two-door Nissan had become the smallest car left on the road when a third monster truck cut her off. "Fucking asshole!" she was yelling at her windshield now. "Fucking shit! God damn it!" She was Still fuming when she got home, she brushed her bangs away from her eyes and felt really silly. Then she felt ... mischievous.

"That was some pretty foul language," she thought to herself as she walked into her bathroom with a grin. She found a small bar of soap and stuck out her tongue. "Wipe that grin off your face; you've been a very bad girl." She rubbed the bar of soap on her tongue and told herself to let that sink in for an hour. Then she tried to read a book but her thoughts kept drifting back to her "naughty soapy mouth." She shifted her heels under her butt, swallowed again and found herself getting more and more turned on.

Now she would have to wait an HOUR before she could play with herself. She kept her clammy hands on her book like a good girl and swallowed. Yulk. She shifted desperately on the couch again and looked up at the clock. Waiting and waiting. Getting wetter and wetter. Such a naughty girl.

It happens at work too. I like to tease myself by doing things that might seem a little... inappropriate.

For a long time I wouldn't even wear skirts to work. But then one day I dared myself to wear a boring knee length skirt and things sort of cascaded from there.

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

"Excellent read Josy, very different to the normal Fab story (many of which are great in their way) and all the better for that.

Thank you x

More please.

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By *eah101Couple
over a year ago

scunthorpe

Wishing it was true though, to many American themes for it to be you. But still good as it’s different from the norm

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By *ndyandMandyCouple
over a year ago

swansea

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Do you want a bf?

Keep them coming!

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Sometimes I have to go to the printer down the hall from my cubicle on work. And so sometimes, I dare myself to act out. Like, I'll wait until I'm sure no one is around and then I'll "roll" my skirt at the waist, bringing it higher up my legs. With two or three rolls I have to be careful how I move because (if I've been especially daring) you might be able to see the tops of my thigh-high stockings. I suppose if I bent over you could see my underwear. On especially naughty occasions I make myself wear a thong – even though I hate the way it feels – to enhance the exposure. I would DIE if someone saw me like that. But see, that's the rush too. I get turned on thinking about doing it. Planning just how far I might push myself drives me crazy. And of course I get even more turned on by doing it! Lately I've been using the printer a lot. Grin.

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

So recently I brought a single 6 sided dice to work. It adds another level of risk and removes some of my control which really makes me feel nervous and naughty and wet. So I'll toy with the dice for a while and toy with it some more... and then finally... when I can't stand it anymore. I'll let it drop!

The number I roll dictates how many rolls I have to give my skirt. One time I had to do five rolls while wearing my thong and thigh-highs. Five!

I managed to walk to the printer ok but then I heard some voices coming and I almost fainted. I had to grab the printer for balance. My grey business skirt was rolled up my legs exposing the lacy tops of my stockings. The hem was as high as the bottom of my ass - where my wet thong was uncomfortably wedged. Fuck. I had to RUN back to my desk. I was terrified. My skirt wasn't covering me at all! I was positive that you could see everything.

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By *he-ProfessorMan
over a year ago

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By *ndrea54TV/TS
over a year ago

cambridge

Sounds like such fun you saucy girl. Love it xx

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

The experience was so intense I wanted to fuck myself in my bathroom right then and there. I didn't have time to recover because moments later one of my managers stopped to hand me the charts I left at the printer. I caught him looking up my skirt! I couldn't prevent it. There was nothing I could do but sit there and mumble politely. A little out of breath, "Uh, thank you." Mmm, I drifted in cozy dream for the rest of the day squirming in my soggy thong trying not to leave a wet spot on my skirt.

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By *j47Man
over a year ago

limerick

Theres a few wet spots'after reading that

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By *ndyandMandyCouple
over a year ago

swansea

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Here is another game I played.

Four hour service window. Do I have to wait here for 4 hours until the phone company comes to check on my line? 4 hours could be a really long time. A girl could get into a lot trouble in a few hours. Maybe. Should I tease myself a little while I wait? I shouldn't but my body was forcing my mind to obey.

I decided to tease myself and "wait it out." The rules were really dirty:

1. Leave the front door open with a note that said, "Please knock and come in." 2. Get naked. Completely naked. No cheating. 3. Slowly play with myself, on the living room floor, like a dirty little whore. 4. Wait. 5. Orgasm only ONCE and only AFTER hearing someone knock.

Oh my god what if I got caught? So wet. God it was so hard not to go over the edge but I needed to stay close so I could cum and still get dressed in time. Mmm such a dirty girl. Every little noise threatened to make me cum. What if someone came in and saw me here, naked in a sweaty heap on the floor?

My hands were soaked and my wrists were getting tired. I was on my back with a small pillow under my ass and my feet spread on the edge of the couch. Such a dirty girl. Teasing my clit.

And then, when I heard the loud, "Knock! Knock!"

"Ummmm!" It went right to my pussy. I plunged my fingers in and out as fast as possible. Squish. Squish. I knew I might be really loud so I stuffed my panties in my mouth to muffle my moaning. The whole room vibrated! The problem wasn't cumming quickly enough. That was fantastic.

The problem was stopping quickly enough! Shaking uncontrollably trying to composing myself enough to coordinate getting dressed. It was like being d*unk! It took a lot longer to get dressed than normal. I almost got caught.

I was flushed, dizzy and sweating when the repair man stepped into the living room. I was barefoot with my jeans barely on and my sweatshirt on backwards. My underwear and socks were tossed on the couch. I'm sure he saw them.

Of course I couldn't shake his hand because my hands were soaked and what's worse. I'm almost positive he could smell me. Fuck. Had he heard me moaning too? He leered at me curiously. God, I was so embarrassed. It was euphoric. I crossed my creamy legs and blushed hard looking down at my feet with a cute guilty grin.

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By *ellsuitedMan
over a year ago

Elstree

Interesting

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Ok so now it's Friday night, 5:32pm. My boyfriend said he would pick me up at 6:00. So. should I? I could never let him see me like that. But... my hands were already unbuckling my leather belt and playing with the zipper on my khaki pants. Teasing the zipper up and down. Should I? Up and down... up and down. And down. Then, slowly pushing my tight pants over my ass. This is so wrong. And then all the way down to my knees, I glance in the mirror. I give myself a wicked grin.

The blinds have been left open and it won't be completely dark for another hour. With my simple black panties on and my pants at my knees I feel really embarrassed. Naughty. Getting wet. I know it will only become worse now. I can't stop. My eyes water when I arch my back suggestively and glance outside. So naughty. Then I bring my hand down on my ass, hard. SMACK. Damn that was loud. Mmm, bad girl.

I look behind me at the open bedroom door and pause. Oh God, I shouldn't but the rush is consuming me so I can't stop now. I reluctantly push my panties down my hips a little, starting to expose my ass, over my ass, then, yes, I keep pushing all the way down to my knees. I pause and with a guilty shiver I look over at the clothespins on my desk. Very bad girl. I smack my bare ass again, hard, twice. It starts to turn a little pink. I smack it again. Is it pink enough yet? I'm being very naughty, so... no... not nearly pink enough yet. Fuck, what if I get caught with a red spanked ass? How will I explain that! Maybe just a few more... before. I look around for the handcuffs. Smack. Bad girl. Mmm, getting redder.

My mind is racing. I grab a big red pen and a piece of paper and then crawl onto my bed with my clothes tangled around my knees. I glance once out the window and once more over my shoulder at the open bedroom door. I want to close it but I'm burning up and soaking wet. I can't stop myself from a flurry of nasty thoughts.

I write, "Sarah has been a very naughty girl. She needs to be spanked and fucked." And then my mind pushes me to make it even dirtier and I add, "Fucked hard in every hole." My eyes are watering now. I would never let anyone do those things to me. I'm not that dirty! I smack my ass again and leave the note at my feet facing the door. Mmmm. I'm sucking on the pen now. Oh God, please don't let him come over early.

I push myself even further. I'm still sucking on the pen when I find the handcuffs. Fuck. I can't do this. But I can't stop myself either.

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By *he-ProfessorMan
over a year ago

cheltenham

Nice

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Excellent please keep it coming

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

I try to think of the dirtiest pose to force myself into for the next 20 minutes of agonizing anticipation. On my back, blindfolded? No. Standing in the corner rubbing my naughty ass. Mmmm maybe. No, not dirty enough. Then I picture myself submissive and humiliated. Like a total slut. Khaki pants and black panties at my ankles. Head down. Ass up. My hands cuffed... mmm... behind my back. Pink spanked ass on display. Dirty note at my feet. The pen, oh God, shoved in my pussy? Or maybe... no! Not in my ass! Umph. Key in my naughty mouth? Oh God I can't do that! What if someone sees me? What if I can't unlock the handcuffs behind my back? But then I run one hand down between my legs and almost cum when I slap my pussy, scolding myself, "Do what you're told you dirty girl."

I'm on my knees, moaning and sucking on the pen in my mouth. I slide a finger in and out of my greedy pussy. Fuck, I'm going to do it.

I reach around and tease the pen down to the pucker of my virgin ass. I make myself to push it in. All the way in. In one slow painfully tight shove. Ummmmmph. I'm lost in ecstasy now. I've got the key in my mouth as I drop my head down and toss the cuffs behind my back and then I pause one last time to savor the indecency. Oh God, please don't let him come over early. I clench my ass around the pen... mmmph... and lock my wrists.

Click. I'm bound. I'm a slut on display.

Oh God yes. I almost cum when squeeze my thighs and turn my head and look at the clock: 5:48. Such a dirty girl.

I clench my thighs over and over again and begin working myself into a sweaty mess. I turn my head the other way and see myself in the closet mirror. What a whore. I make myself watch. My face turns red. I squirm again and again, uungh, uungh... uungh!

Head down, pants down, wrists bound, ass stuffed. It's so naughty! I keep clenching on the pen and flexing my slippery thighs, uungh, uungh, so dirty...mmmmm... I convulse into my first ever no-hands orgasm.

"Aaaahhh," I moan and the key slips from my mouth into a puddle of drool on my bed. It's 5:55.

The scene before me in the mirror is shameful.

Oh God, no, I couldn't!

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By *he-ProfessorMan
over a year ago

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By *ardnreddyMan
over a year ago

LIVINGSTON

loving this i lov e your mind

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Hmm... what to wear... what to wear? It will have to be something sleazy won't it? A smile spread crosses my face.

I'm fumbling through my underwear drawer and I pull out my white thigh-high stockings. Sleazy, huh? White thigh-highs are always a good start. Now for underwear. Or maybe no underwear? Hmm, could I? No underwear? And let's see. A skirt. A thin skirt? A short skirt? An old short pleated skirt? Blue plaid. Grin.

T-Shirt. No. A blue sweater maybe? I have a loose v-neck knit sweater I like. What if I don't wear a shirt underneath it? Oh God that's so revealing. You can almost see through it! The room is getting warmer now.

I slowly turn in front of the mirror. I tug at the bottom of the skirt trying to make it cover the top bands of my stockings. It's really close. Hmm, I walk to the window and back looking in the mirror. When the skirt moves you can definitely tell I'm wearing stockings! I try to pull them up a little more. It's getting really hot in here.

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over a year ago

I face the mirror and look at my chest. You can see my pale chest through the knitting but not my nipples. Not yet anyway. I give each one a hard pinch and things become more disgraceful. The scratchy sweater heightens my sense of awareness. I would never normally expose myself like this.

I spin around and my skirt floats up enough to catch a glimpse of my bare ass! God I hope it's not windy. I bite my bottom lip and reconsider my outfit. I'm sweating and my eyes start to water.

I toy with the hem of my skirt one last time and plunge out the door into my car and race to the shopping center. To the really nice camera store! I swallow hard and realize that I can't feel my feet as I walk into the store. I'm certain everyone is staring at me. I hope I don't bump into someone I know. I would die.

I stumble, winsome, into the store. "Can I help you with something?" Thank God it's a woman about my age. Her plump figure is hidden behind her designer suit. Her name tag says, "Melissa. Store Manager."

"Um yeah, thanks Melissa. I need to get a small digital camera, um, something like this," I hand her the clammy newspaper clipping of a specific model I want.

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Sure, we have a few of those left over here... blah blah... but you might like... blah blah." I have a hard time concentrating on what she is saying when we walk past a glass display cabinet and I catch the lacy tops of my stockings under my skirt. I realize I look like a total slut. And then I see that she is also looking at my reflection in the glass! Gush. She's probably thinking the same thing – what a slut!

I start to fumble with my questions and then I get more nervous and, um, I start feeling and sounding like a silly schoolgirl. And then it gets worse.

I have to ask her how to use the automatic timer. She smiles. Fuck, she knows. I know she knows. Is she looking at my chest now? My nipples feel itchy. I'm blushing.

My checks get really flushed and splotchy when I'm nervous or when I'm... emotional... or when I'm... totally desperately turned on!

She suppresses the smile. I think she's trying not to laugh at me. I feel like a naughty little girl caught in a lie.

She shows me how to set the timer and I try not to look too embarrassed thinking about the naughty poses the camera might catch me in. I can't wait to get home and... bend over and...

"Is there anything else you need?

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Oh fuck. I give an audible whimper. I can't look her in the eye. I glance down and confess, "Um, yeah, um, do you sell, um, tripods?"

"Sure!" She grabs my hand a pulls me to the back of the store. I lurch forward using my free hand to barely hold down the back of my skirt.

She bends down and fumbles around in the bottom shelves. "We had some on sale..." she's on her knees reaching way back.

I know it's wrong but I can't stop myself from shuffling closer to where she is kneeling. I pretend to reach up to investigate things above her, above both of us, on the topmost shelves. Then I compel myself to be really bad.

I spread my legs a little. I'm hovering right over her - terrified of what's going to happen. I know. I'm going to get caught and I know it's wrong but I have to make myself act as naughty as possible. I stand with my feet unnaturally apart. It makes me so wet.

Finally after an eternity of rummaging she scoops out a pile of gear and turns and slowly looks back up. Up my pleated skirt! I can feel her looking up my legs past the tops of my thigh-high stockings. And I'm not wearing any underwear! I've never done this before. I can't make myself look, but I know she can see my dripping wet pussy. The store gets incredibly hot and perfectly quiet. I hold my breath and I feel my nipples getting hard under my scratchy sweater.

She doesn't do or say anything! Silence. My whole body is tingling. More silence. Fuck she's probably still looking up my skirt. Why won't she say something or shift around me? Oh God, I can't move. Finally when I feel my pussy literally dripping down one of my legs I give up and step a bit to one side and peek down at her. She looks me dead in the eyes and grins. I am soooo embarrassed. The heat in the store converges between my legs. I wobble.

At last she says, "Want me to give you a quick demo, for using the whole setup, before you go?"

But her tone is more like, "Want me to give you a quick spanking, for being such a naughty girl, before you go?"

My eyes are watering; I nod and try to swallow but my mouth is dry. "Uh huh."

So right there, at the back of the store, Melissa arranges the tripod for me. Her voice seems more commanding and I'm doing what I'm told. She makes me attach the camera and I have to bend over to zoom and focus and then, for practice, "click," I take her picture.

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over a year ago

"Good, that's right. Make sure you can tell where the picture cuts off, ok? Now, leave some space right here next to me." She has me fiddle with more of the settings which kills me because I have to bend over to look through the camera and I'm sure my little skirt is riding up my bare ass. I can feel strangers looking at me but I'm too afraid to check.

I'm told to set the timer and come around and stand next to her. She puts one arm around me. 10, 9, 8... every second seems like an eternity. The little red light is blinking red, counting down, and her arm is sliding down my back. Oh God. I feel her hand brush across my butt. Mmff I bite my lip and shudder. Her hand travels down my ass to the hem of my skirt.

"Click."

"Go see if you got that and we'll do one or two more, ok?"

I shuffle to the camera and check everything and set it up again and then return obediently back into place. I wait. I want her to touch me. To make me feel dirty – even dirtier than before. I'm a dripping eager mess now.

Blink, blink, ... and then... oh God... I feel her hand at the edge of my skirt. I arch a tiny bit forward onto my toes and she drags her nails up one of my legs, under my skirt, up towards my naked ass. I want her to keep going. I'm blushing deep red now, mmmff, my eyes are squinting. I don't even hear the camera click when her fingers come to rest between my wet folds. So naughty. I can't believe I'm letting a total stranger feel me up! In the back of a crowded store.

Back in front of the glass counter, I make myself pay with a personal check (which I would never normally do) – so I have to give her my address and telephone number. I still can't look her in the eye. I feel so used and humiliated. But in such a satisfied way.

I mumble, "Thanks for helping me. I'll, um, try to come back if I have any questions, from now on."

But really I'm thinking, "Thanks for violating me. I'll, um, try to be a good girl, from now on."

Gush. My legs are slippery. I can't wait to get home and look at the pictures. Especially the one with my eyes closed, my mouth slightly open, my feet apart, and Melissa looking at me knowingly – with her hand up the back of my skirt.

Mmmm... so naughty. I'll recreate the scene dozens of times in front of my new camera...

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By *tockingfun36TV/TS
over a year ago

belfast

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By *ersatile-1Man
over a year ago

stirlingshire

Wonderful. Thanks.

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By *omenameTV/TS
over a year ago

GALWAY

Great story, great imagination

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By *ason7754Man
over a year ago

Blackburn

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By *unlover2021Man
over a year ago

Ripley

My wife told me she'd been having one of our fab regulars around about the time I'd usually get home, she'd bend over for a quicky let him cum in her leave all doors unlocked blinds open hoping I'd catch her! Then she'd panic say cum quickly and go!

She'd always leave her pants full of his cum because it was her little fantasy and secret, she's even had me go down on her a few hours later not washing, I had no idea

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By *lymouth nice guyMan
over a year ago

Plymouth

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By *angtidy42Couple
over a year ago

Redditch

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

I guess things kinda started getting out of control once I got the camera.

I liked being exposed and pushed to my limit. I wanted Melissa to help me do dirty things. Make me do dirty things. Giving up control was such a rush!

In my shameful picture she is really attractive - a little taller than me, a few years older, certainly heavier, with nice tan skin and thin wispy auburn hair. In her dark blue suit she looks confident and stern and respectable and... so hot.

I didn't think I had a thing for women. Maybe it's the naughtiness of it all. The thought that she might touch me - again! Or that I might have to raise my skirt for her - again! Or that she might have to punish me. Or even...maybe...hmm... I got really turned on thinking about the things she might make me do.

She called and left me a message four agonizing days after the "incident" in the store. I played it like a zillion times, "Hi Sarah, this is Melissa from the camera store. I don't usually call people who come into the store, but we seemed to get along so well that I thought I'd have you meet me for coffee one night after work. 8pm Thursday. Coffe shop beside the shop. OK? Call me back if you can't make it. My number is 82..."

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By *he-ProfessorMan
over a year ago

cheltenham

Oh very nice twist

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Her voice was rich and smooth. I was melting by the 3rd time I played the message. She wasn't really asking me if I wanted to meet her, she was telling me to meet her and that totally turned me on. What else might she tell me to do? Would I do it? Fuck. I knew I would when I looked down at my hand buried tightly down the front of my panties, stretching the elastic, frigging myself while I replayed her message, over and over.

Her voice was so assertive. I wanted her to make me do things. Naughty things. Embarrassing things. I wanted her to take pictures of me. I wanted to let her use me.

And she did. Right after we met she started feeding my need for attention.

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But she also became a sort of mentor to me. I helped her at the store with some basic engineering problems and in exchange she helped me with my networking and business skills. With her help, I even landed a project lead role at work! Also, with her help, I got to act out some of my dirtiest, most embarrassing fantasies.

Mel made me confess all of the naughty things I did. Things that no one knew about! I told her about stripping in my room with the blinds open; and hiking up my skirt at work; and making myself wear a thong; and washing my mouth out with soap; and spanking myself for being naughty. I even told her about the clothespins and the handcuffs! I explained how nervous I would get and how turned on it made me. And then I mentioned my boring boyfriend.

"You never give him blowjobs?"

"Uh, no, I think that's gross." I'm more of a hand-job-girl. I mean, sure, a few times in college when I was d*unk I went down but I was definitely a spitter not a swallower. And if I could time it right I made sure it was my hand, not my face, that got all sticky.

"Well then I think we have your next assignment."

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over a year ago

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over a year ago

I cringed. "No, please, I can't do that. It's disgusting."

"I know," she said with a wicked grin, "That's why you'll do it. The whole time you'll be thinking about what a dirty thing it is. What a dirty girl it will make you. I'll give you until Monday. Swallow it all! Don't miss a drop. Call me when you're done. Don't disappoint me."

Gulp "Yes ma'am." I knew my boyfriend would just LOVE this assignment. Fuck.

I put it off until Sunday night when we were watching a video. We started messing around on the couch and soon enough his hands were down my sweat pants and my hands were in his jeans. We were stroking each other and I was getting really turned on and nervous thinking about what I had to do.

I kissed my way down his washboard stomach. He moaned when I got to his dick. I was stroking it lightly in one hand. I brushed my long hair back and I gave it a tentative lick around the head. I felt really silly. I was such an amateur. What if I wasn't good enough? What if I couldn't get him off and I failed my naughty little assignment? I was stalling.

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over a year ago

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over a year ago

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over a year ago

"Think about what a dirty girl it will make you." Mmm, I wanted to be dirty. I started sucking, moving my hand down his shaft with my mouth following. I would bottom out on my own fist when his dick was hitting the back of my throat. I almost gagged but managed to keep going. He started moaning. I'd never done this before.

My mouth and my pussy were watering like crazy. I slobbered all over his dick and thought about what a little whore I was becoming – on my knees sucking off my boyfriend – trying to get him to cum in my dirty little mouth so I could swallow it, because Mel asked me to do it.

I dipped my other hand into my baggy sweat pants and started to rub myself. I maneuvered my hand around the edge of my underwear and teased myself. Mmmm I hummed onto his dick and he arched a bit in response. Mmmm I was getting so close just thinking about how bad this was going to taste and how I had promised I would lick it up anyway. So dirty.

I was sucking shamelessly for my first real mouthful of cum. Mmm. Mmmfff. I let my fingers brush my clit. Umph. So sensitive. I rubbed faster. Ummmmph. Oh God, I brought myself off in a long warm dizzy rush with his dick still in my moaning mouth. Aaaaaghm. I gulped a little deeper and ch**ed a bit. I wanted to gag but I didn't.

My eyes were watering, my legs were shaking and my jaw began to ache. I hummed again and rudely spit on his dick, rubbing up and down really fast, trying to give the best, sloppiest blowjob I could. Back in my mouth, his dick was getting really big and hard and I knew he was about to cum. I didn't pull it out. I let him spray it in my virgin mouth.

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By *i-guy1966Man
over a year ago

Gravesend

Brilliant

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over a year ago

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By *ohn ACouple
over a year ago

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Great read

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By *otonfoxMan
over a year ago

Southampton

Mmm keep going naughty girl

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By *usietranslutTV/TS
over a year ago

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Wow you sure have a gift for erotic descriptions

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By *udepaulMan
over a year ago

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Wow loving it. Such a turn on.

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over a year ago

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over a year ago

Finally his dick twitched – more times than I could count – and a flood of hot nasty spunk splashed into my mouth. I tried to swallow: once, twice, but more and more cum was still filling up my mouth and coating my tongue. It was too much. I slobbered out the rest down his dick onto my fist. Gross. I swallowed again trying to clear the nasty taste from my mouth. It didn't fade. I coughed. I felt sticky and dirty all over.

My boyfriend actually laughed at me and I felt a wave of utter embarrassment flow right to my clit. I looked up at him for sympathy, disheveled and dizzy at his feet on the floor, with his horrible taste in my mouth and cum-covered hands. He laughed again and began pulling himself together. He was looking at me like I was the kind of girl that gives blowjobs and swallows. I felt degraded. And wet. I just sat there and basked in the humiliation with a shy grin still flicking my clit leisurely.

I called Melissa Monday afternoon.

"So, did come complete your weekend assignment?"

"Well, yes; sort of," it was hard to talk at work so I was borrowing an empty conference room with a speaker phone. I locked the door of course.

"Did you let him put his big dick in you mouth."

"Um hmm." Grin.

"And did you suck on it like a good little slut... until he came in your mouth?"

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over a year ago

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over a year ago

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By *illyouup400Man
over a year ago

City

What cums next? Cannot wait to find out. Thanks for the instalments

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over a year ago

"Yes I did enjoy it" I stood up and leaned over the table, whispering into the speaker phone. I squeezed my legs together remembering last night.

"And did you enjoy it?"

"Well..." I unbuttoned my jeans so I could get one hand down the front of my cotton underwear, "Um, no, it tasted really bad." Squish. The back of my hand hit the wet spot on my panties, I curled a finger into my slit, "And I tried to swallow. I mean I did swallow some of it, but he just kept cumming and there was so much that I sort of spilled some of it back out – all over my hand." The same hand I was rocking on now, bent over the table, at work. I whispered, "He was AMAZED that I swallowed. It was totally... humiliating."

"Did you lick up the rest like a good little girlfriend?"

Fuck. I realized right then I was in trouble. "No!" A feeling the guilt ran straight to my greedy pussy. I pushed a second finger inside.

"Oh, well then you didn't do what I told you to do."

"But I...um... " I was close to cumming now. My face was flushed.

"Listen Missy, I thought we agreed on a very simple assignment – tell me what you think it was."

Fuck. I leaned onto the table with my head in one hand, the other hand was still tightly shoved down the front of my jeans. I glanced again at the locked door. Defeated, I told Mel what she wanted to hear, "I promised to suck his dick. To give him a blowjob and to let him cum in my mouth and to swallow it all. Fuck. I was supposed to, mmm..." my left hand was twisting roughly in and out - so close now - "swallow it all. I was supposed to lick it all up

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over a year ago

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over a year ago

"Right. You failed. There should be consequences, but I'll tell you what. Just like when you were in school. I'll give you an extension on your assignment and then you can do some extra work to make it up, ok? You have until tomorrow to complete your original assignment or else – and trust me on this little girl – you will not like the consequences. Am I clear? You have one extra day."

Oh God. Her voice was getting me off. Fuck. I couldn't suck him off again – tonight! He would expect me to do it all the time. I wanted to get past this as a freak event. If I go down on him two nights in a row it will look like a routine. He'll think I like it. I'll be swallowing cum every-fucking day!

"Ugh huh." Just then I could imagine the taste again and I started to feel nervous and sweaty all over. It's so disgusting. I didn't want to be a blowjob girl... but I didn't want to face the consequences of letting Melissa down either. What nasty things could she make me do that would be worse than swallowing a mouthful of cum?

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By *he-ProfessorMan
over a year ago

cheltenham

What things indeed....

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By *ountryfansCouple
over a year ago

St. Ives

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over a year ago

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over a year ago

I stopped my masturbation, just short of cumming, torturing myself with the delay, "Um, what is the extra work?"

"Simple. I want you to blow him wearing only your naughty little thong and I want him fully clothed when you do it. Don't spill any on his pants, ok? Look I've gotta run. Be a good girl and get your homework done on time, ok?"

Oh fuck. He doesn't even know I have that kind of underwear! I hate wearing a thong. And how am I going to get myself nearly-naked in the first place? Strip for him? This is going to be so degrading for me. So... nasty... embarrassing... mmm... umph... cumming... hard now... on my hand... down my pants... so hard... bent over the table... panting into the phone. "Ungh huh... thank you mmmMel..."

So. ok, look, I did it, ok. I don't even want to explain how embarrassing it was to let him use me like that. I had to keep him from taking off his clothes (which was a pain in the ass). And when I stripped and shimmied out of my shorts he gave a demeaning little whistle at my thong, "Whoo! Nice ass babe!" I blushed several shades of red. I do have a great ass by the way. And then I had to push him back onto the couch and kneel in front of him and service him like some sort of thirsty servant whore.

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over a year ago

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By *iny123Man
over a year ago

Lincoln

This is the most erotic thing I've read on here. Excellent story thanks. Keep it and me coming.

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over a year ago

Northampton

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over a year ago

I could feel the thong rubbing in my ass while I sucked him off. I felt totally exposed – worse than being naked. My pussy was trembling from the exposure. When he was getting close he grabbed my hair and held my head down! I guess he expected me to swallow every time now. I wanted to pull up, but I had to let him force me down and I gulped and gulped vigorously for all I was worth. I didn't want to miss a drop. Ugh, it tasted so bad. So gross!

I swallowed eagerly, like a good girlfriend, like Mel's little whore.

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over a year ago

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over a year ago

I've never felt dirtier than at that moment: on my knees desperately swallowing a huge load of salty cum with a queasy look on my face.

My thong was soaked.

I faked a smile... and licked him clean.

I couldn't wait to get home and be alone again – to scold and punish myself for being so naughty. Or maybe Mel would do it for me. Grin. She frequently did.

I'd often confess little things to Mel in my guilty girl voice and she would admonish me in a stern mature manner that made me melt.

"It made me feel... dirty."

"But you liked that didn't you?"

"Mm hmm." I looked down at my ratty shoes. Mel was wearing an incredible dress that I could NEVER afford: hand-made, very soft, butterscotch in color but elegantly accented with tiny green leaves and... mmm... so sexy.

"I bet it made you feel mischievous. Like you did something you weren't supposed to do. Huh?"

"Um hmm..."

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over a year ago

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over a year ago

I was supposed to be helping her get ready for a business reception downtown, but I was lost in dreamy thoughts about how I had scolded myself for being such a slut. How I had left the taste in my mouth all night to savor the naughtiness. How, later, I had made myself wear the clothespins on my nipples and sent myself to bed without any dinner. And how, with tears in my eyes, I had humped the corner of one of my pillows in the dark...

"Sally!"

Fuck, I snapped back to reality a moment too late and dropped a glass of red wine on the floor. The glass shattered and wine splashed onto Mel's new dress. Oh fuck!

"Ohmigod! Mel, I'm so sorry, I..."

"You clumsy little BITCH! Go fetch some water, quick."

I didn't matter; the dress was ruined. I felt horrible.

Melissa left me on the floor trying to clean the dress and the rug and what-not. She had stripped down to her white satin slip. She was looking through her closet for something else to wear.

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over a year ago

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over a year ago

I couldn't help but notice how voluptuous she looked. When she bent over I would steal little glances at her trying to figure out if she was wearing sexy underwear or maybe a thong or maybe (gulp) her big ass was naked under the slip? I pretended to keep scrubbing the floor.

"You're not going to get anything clean by staring at my ass Sally!"

Umph. Totally busted. "I...um..."

She smiled wickedly, rubbing her butt a little, "I suppose I could make your punishment as ass-themed as possible. Would you like that?"

"Mel, I'm sorry, I...."

"Shut up and crawl over here."

I did.

"I've had to deal with your mistakes before haven't I?"

Oh God, not again. The last time I couldn't sit down for a whole day! My mouth opened and closed but I didn't know what to say. I was so ashamed. I felt like a child again.

Melissa sat down on the corner of her low bed and waved me over, " tell me what happens to foolish little girls who've been bad?"

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over a year ago

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over a year ago

I stood next to her lap and caught myself staring at her tanned chest and legs. "Um, they get... spanked," I murmured under my breath, looking away, feeling stupid.

"Right. Now, over my lap!"

I didn't want to but I crawled onto her big satin lap and rested my hands on the floor. Mel began rubbing her hands over my shorts. That felt nice. Then the spanking started.

She smacked me with every word, "Girls / who / have / been / bad / get / spanked!"

Smack! Smack!

"Don't they?"

"Ouch. Yes ma'am." I hated being forced to answer her rhetorical questions.

"And how, exactly, do they get spanked little Sally?" Smack! Smack! Smack!

"Umph." My voice took on an embarrassing quiver, "They get... spa-spanked, um, hard? And, um, ow, damn. Nooooo!"

She was pulling my shorts down to my knees and I knew my pink cotton panties made me look even more immature.

"I'm really s-sorry. Please don't..."

She spanked me really hard with her bare hand, over and over again and I new I deserved it so I just bit my lip and let her spank me.

"You will learn young lady..." smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack! smack!

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over a year ago

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Awesome thread!!!

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over a year ago

...what happens to naughty girls like you." Smack! Smack! Smack!

I thought maybe she was done but she grabbed the back of my little girl panties and pulled them down! She'd never spanked me bare before. I sulked and whimpered and squirmed and tried to stop her but she would have none of it. My panties came down to my knees.

"I'll give you something to moan about," Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

I was sure my ass was getting redder than my underwear. Way redder. She kept hitting the same two spots over and over.

Finally pausing to rub my ass a little bit she said, "And do you know what happens to girls that have been... especially... naughty?"

"No," I sniffed though my runny nose and watery eyes.

"Really bad girls... get fucked... up the ass."

"No! Wh-what? But Mel, I..."

Her practiced hand was raining down on my bare ass again and again, even harder than before. I was choking back my tears and wriggling on her lap trying to get one hand behind my back to protect my tender ass.

"Owww! Owww! Please, I..."

My pleading was unsuccessful.

She cut me off, "I'm not through with you missy, get up on the bed, NOW!"

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Amazing story! Looking forward to more

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By *he-ProfessorMan
over a year ago

cheltenham

Nice

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By *oukevCouple
over a year ago

Lancaster

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over a year ago

I felt the heat on my tender ass as I crawled up onto her bed with my shorts and underwear tangled at my knees. She pushed me onto my back and held me down. I looked up through my teary eyes and tried not to cry.

"Bad girls get spanked Sally, but really bad girls get fucked in the ass. And you have been a very bad girl!"

My eyes spilled over with tears of guilt, shame and fear.

"I'm sure when your boyfriend is fucking you up the ass - this weekend - you'll think of me won't you? With every hard stroke."

I couldn't... let him...

"And I hope you'll think about how sorry you are for being so clumsy. So bad that I had to let him punish your ass for me."

I whimpered and watched Mel hike up her sexy slip, just a little. With her free hand, she was rubbing a finger across my mouth, teasing me, and humiliating me, the way she knows I like it.

"Do you think he knows that you try to look up my skirts?"

"No!"

"That you think about my skimpy underwear? Hmm?"

"No..." I bet she was wearing something sexy right now. She was teasing the slip even higher.

"Does he know that you do all the dirty things I tell you to do?"

Would she let me look? "Noooo...ummm."

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over a year ago

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By *iny123Man
over a year ago

Lincoln

A story to treasure

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By *orteMan
over a year ago

Aberdeen

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over a year ago

My mouth was watering around her fingers – two fingers, sliding in and out of my mouth now – sucking on them. Her slip was almost around her waist and I could finally tell that she was... bare underneath. Oh God. I sucked harder on her fingers.

"You like?"

"Ughmm, hmmm."

"You want a closer look don't you?"

I didn't want to admit it. I gasped when she lifted one leg and began to straddle my face. I was finally looking up her slip – leering at her neatly trimmed bush and luscious ass. She smelled divine.

"When your boyfriend is pounding your naughty ass this weekend will you be thinking about this view little girl? About looking up my slip. About my steamy pussy? About my big virgin ass? I bet you will."

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over a year ago

She grabbed the headboard and lowered herself slowly onto my face. "Do you know how wet your little adventure will get me?" I stuck out my tongue tentatively hoping to taste her velvety folds. Would she let me?

Darkness. Mmm, tangy.

She knew I needed to be used. She rocked her clit over my nose while I serviced her pussy with my mouth for the first time.

"Oh yeah. You have been a very naughty girl Sally."

I knew she was right.

"Are you sorry for being such a clumsy slut?"

"Mmm hmm." I could barely breathe.

"Are you sorry for breaking my wine glass?"

"Mmm hmmmm!" She was soaking my face.

"Are you sorry for ruining – my – new – dress?!" She punctuated each word by grinding hard into my face.

God I felt so bad. I wanted to make it up to her. I wanted to get her off. I was licking and probing with my tongue as best I could. Unfortunately she was sliding further up my face, smothering her pussy into my nose and bringing her big ass towards my mouth.

"How sorry are you Sally?"

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By *ussD1Man
over a year ago

Gloucester

Damn this is so good

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By *dward_TeagueMan
over a year ago

wolverhampton

Wow! What a horny story!

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over a year ago

limerick

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over a year ago

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By *aster C the kinksterMan
over a year ago

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OP Outdoordelights.

This is without doubt one of the best written stories on here.

Well done.

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over a year ago

Oh God, her ass was on my face. She wanted me to lick her ass! Oh fuck, I was going to let her make me do it. I was going to stick my tongue in her ass. I was so sorry that I would do anything she asked. She slid forward another inch. Just when I stretched my tongue to touch her wrinkled pucker, she pulled up.

"My, my, you ARE a dirty girl. But you'll have to wait. You can kiss MY ass as soon as you get YOUR ass fucked. It's going to be a long ass-themed weekend for you."

"I want you to think long and hard about what a bad girl you are while I finish getting ready." She slapped my face, "I don't have time to finish punishing you today. Go stand in the corner with your red ass facing the room," she pointed sternly.

My world was reeling. I must have been in the corner half-naked for over 30 minutes but it seemed like just a few seconds. I was thoroughly humiliated. My face was wet and smelly. My ass was throbbing, mostly from the spanking but also at the thought of anal sex with my boyfriend. And, as if that wasn't enough, I knew I would be back here later with my tongue obediently shoved in Mel's luscious ass. I didn't even notice that I had two fingers buried in my pussy.

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over a year ago

Gloucester

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By *dward_TeagueMan
over a year ago

wolverhampton

I really like this one, I hope there’s an update soon!

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over a year ago

"Sally! When you finish tossing off, please wash your hands and lock up ok?"

The door slammed in the distance and Mel was gone. But I didn't stop. The indignity just pushed me on. I didn't care. I forced my clothes down to my ankles and bent my knees apart. I screamed LOUD into the corner, pumping hard, again and again with my red ass on display.

"Oh. God. Oh. Yes. Yes! Such! A! Bad! Little! Girl! Ahhhhhhh!"

I collapsed in the corner. Mel's voice in my head was a broken record, "Bad girls get spanked; but really bad girls get fucked in the ass; and you've been a really bad girl."

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I wanted it to seem like I was doing it for him. And of course I pretended I was curious so it would look like it was for me. But really I was doing it for her. I was going to have anal sex (um, get my butt fucked) for Mel. It was my punishment for ruining her dress.

For being so bad.

I decided to wear one of my get-laid outfits which, truth be told, isn't all that slutty: just a plain knee-length black skirt and a soft long sleeve top that sets off my eyes. Ok, and my black knee high fuck-me boots. People always check me out when I wear them. After much deliberation I allowed myself a touch of modestly by wearing a simple bra and matching bikini panties – in white – with thin lacy trim.

I was a virgin after all!

People say I look a lot like that girl in the painting, the one on the book cover, "the girl with the pearl earring." She is way prettier than I am but with my long blond hair pulled back and tied across my forehead with a wide sash, I admit there is some resemblance.

So anyway... right before my boyfriend came over for dinner I set up my camera and tripod in the office. Performing my best "girl with a pearl earring" impression, I glanced repentantly over my shoulder at the camera. I lifted my skirt to my waist and hooked my fingers in the sides of my white panties. This was going to be so naughty.

I shivered.

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By *orteMan
over a year ago

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I shivered.

With just a few seconds left on the camera self-timer, I pulled my underwear over my butt, bent a little and used my hands to spread my ass.

I think the photograph accurately captured "the girl with a pearl earring" half naked, spreading her virgin ass, showing her tight pink pucker, glancing back with a forlorn expression. A nervous expectation of what's to come.

Perfect.

I didn't have the time or the inclination to practice toying with my asshole. I suppose it would have been a good idea to see what 2 or 3 fingers were going to feel like but I decided it would be cheating Mel on my punishment.

It had to be hard and unexpected if I was really going to feel sorry.

I was simmering dinner when my boyfriend arrived - with fresh strawberries! His idea! For dessert.

I have to admit he had been extremely attentive since I started sucking him off. I wondered what presents I might start seeing after I let him take me up the butt. A new car? I laughed out loud to myself.

Somewhere around the second glass of wine – pretending to be d*unker than I was – I brought up the whole "anal" subject.

"Would you ever try... anal?" What guy wouldn't jump at any chance to have my ass, right?

"Ew, no! That's disgusting Sally."

Oh fuck. Not good.

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My boyfriend was going to make this a hard sell. I could tell I was going to have to convince him to go there – and I knew it was going to be a humiliating trip.

"Wow, never? Um, is it because my ass is too fat?" He couldn't possibly screw that question up.

"No. Of course not. You have the best ass I've ever seen!"

Good boy. Baby steps Sally.

I stood up a leaned over the kitchen counter in my fuck-me boots. I was going to have to shame myself beyond belief.

"You've never thought about, um, wanted to, um, see how tight it feels?" I was leaning way over the counter pretending to fetch something... and then I froze... and looked back at him trying to look sexy but feeling foolish, "It might be fun..."

I started running my hand over my ass tracing the faint panty line up and down from my hip. Trying to tease him.

"I guess I never really thought about it before..."

Mel's voice in my head, "Bad girls get spanked; really bad girls get fucked in the ass."

I had to keep going, "What if I bent farther over the counter, like this," God this was so embarrassing but I had to do it.

I arched by back a little, "And I, um, hiked up my skirt, like this..."

I fumbled for the edge of my skirt and hiked it up my legs. He was starting to look hungry – that was good. He was getting up from the table – that was even better!

I raised my skirt all the way up. "Wouldn't you think about having your way with me?" My voice (and my pussy) quivered at my daring actions.

"I dunno..."

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By *amDionysusMan
over a year ago

Kirkby

This is so good

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By *j47Man
over a year ago

limerick

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By *dward_TeagueMan
over a year ago

wolverhampton

Awesome stuff, so damned hot!

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By *ussD1Man
over a year ago

Gloucester

Damn it’s so hot. Keep going OP. I’m addicted to Sally

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By *ediraMan
over a year ago

Dubai / London

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Damn it. Was I going to have to BEG to get my ass punished? It was so wrong.

"What if I asked you real nice?" I was holding my skirt at my waist now, blushing like crazy, and displaying my tight panty covered ass for him, "Pretty please..."

He pressed into my back and cupped my breasts. He kissed my neck, mmmm nice, and I held my breath.

"I don't think you would... like it Sally..."

That was the whole fucking point you idiot! I wasn't suppose to like it. I was supposed to get my ass fucked – hard – for being a very bad girl.

"It's ok, baby," shame.

"I want to try it," more shame.

"I bet it will feel really good for you. I could let you, um, do it right now... in my butt... if you want." I'm such a whore.

"Come on... please?" Oh God, don't back out now. Please don't back out. This was my only chance to make it up to Mel.

I whimpered desperately, pushing my ass into him, begging to be used, "Pleeeeease fuck me... in the ass."

I was still holding up my skirt, obediently. Waiting. "Pleeeeease..."

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

He squeezed hard on my breasts and slid his hands slowly down to my waist.

Finally!

He hooked his fingers in the lacy sides of my virginal underwear and started to pull them down... over my hips... down my ass. I let them fall all the way to my ankles. The room was starting to spin a little. I felt totally vulnerable. More than a little scared.

I took a deep breath and, with one hand, just managed the composure to reach to the other side of the counter for the bottle of "extra virgin" olive oil. I handed it to him, awkwardly.

I wanted to say, "Be gentle," but I stopped myself and accepted that my punishment was going to happen whether I liked it or not – on Mel's terms.

I swallowed any remaining pride. I lowered my head; bit my lip; stepped out of my underwear; arched my back; spread my legs; and waited.

Mel's sexy voice in my head, "Good girl."

After stroking his dick with the oil he rubbed up and down between my cheeks and settled against my tight pucker. Warm and hard and slippery. So wrong.

He pushed into me. Just the head I think. I gasped and squinted my eyes shut, clutching at the other side of the counter. He pushed half way in; I wanted him to stop. Oh God, I really wanted him to stop. It hurt. It was so... depraved. I was being such a dirty slut.

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By *adbullMan
over a year ago

newtownabbey

Wowww wish I had a gf like you

Stunning piece of writing

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By *r imp miss minxCouple
over a year ago

Colchester

This is one of the very best!!

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over a year ago

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

He started humping in and out just a little bit.

I thought about Mel and how nice and professional and proper she was and how bad I felt about her dress and (umph) the view looking up her sexy slip (umph) and how she made me do all sorts of (umph) dirty things and how much I liked it.

I could hear her voice, scolding me again, "Really bad girls get fucked in the ass."

I wanted to feel sorry, so I did the most remorseful thing I could think to do. I pressed back against him and pretended to like it, "Mmm, yeah, that's it," forcing myself all the way onto his shaft. Anal whore.

Eventually, I think, he really enjoyed fucking my virgin ass. He started upping the tempo. And grunting and mumbling things like, "So tight. Oh God. This is so good. Mmm. Hmm. Yeah baby."

I stayed bent over and took it silently at first – feeling like I was getting spanked on the inside.

He started pounding me harder. His balls slapped against my pussy. My shamefully wet pussy.

I tried but couldn't hold back my little whimpering noises each time he hit bottom, forcing my hips into the counter, forcing out a high pitched, "Umph!"

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By *ussD1Man
over a year ago

Gloucester

Oh dear god I’m going to hell for loving this

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By *dward_TeagueMan
over a year ago

wolverhampton

I’m looking forward to reading the next part of this sexy story!

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over a year ago

A warm naughty glow of humiliation washed over me when I thought about how I would have to tell Melissa everything that happened. Play by play.

Right then the tape recorder in my head was saying, "He was driving his dick (umph) into my ass (umph) so deep (umph). I was pinned (umph) over the counter (umph) getting pounded (umph) nice and hard (umph) for you (umph). Up the butt (umph). Taking my punishment (umph) like a good girl (umph)."

I started to cry from the embarrassment of it all. He just kept fucking me. For a long time. Using me. Harder and harder.

Finally, with the last few painfully deep strokes he grunted and gushed... and gushed... and gushed... into my abused asshole.

He was all sweaty, "Whew. That was amazing."

I tried to keep up my sorry act, brushing my tears onto my sleeve, "Yeah, um, wow."

I excused myself to freshen up but I ducked into the office for another picture first.

In the "after" picture you see "the girl with a pearl earring" again. But this time I'm shaky and sweaty, with a blotchy, tear-stained face, looking sadly over my shoulder, altogether defeated.

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By *orteMan
over a year ago

Aberdeen

Wow

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By *ersatile-1Man
over a year ago

stirlingshire

Oh my…your words are better than any picture

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over a year ago

When I lift up my skirt, arch my back and spread my ass cheeks, you can see why I have that USED look on my face. My back door is red and puffy and stretched and leaking gooey boy-cum.

I think anyone would say that I had been properly punished.

I made sure the camera captured the moment clearly and then I took a long soap-scrubbing shower. Of course I still felt dirty. I was eternally dirty.

And eternally aroused. I couldn't believe I actually did it.

Drying off and rubbing my butt I was thinking, "I hope my boyfriend shows up with flowers or something extra-nice the next time I see him."

When I returned to the kitchen I had to stoop over and (blush) pick up my underwear (blush). Mortified, I had to march back upstairs and put them away. Out of the corner of my eye I saw this smug - almost patronizing – grin on my boyfriend's face.

While he watched television I continued to tiptoe around the kitchen like a scolded maid cleaning up the dishes.

He probably thought he had his way with me. But really I was manipulating him. Or wait, actually, (gush) Mel was toying with BOTH of us.

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By *otplaying4nowWoman
over a year ago

doncaster

Wow! Amazing! x

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By *ellsuitedMan
over a year ago

Elstree

Excellent

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By *essiewhoreTV/TS
over a year ago

Grimsby

Amazing x

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By *ediraMan
over a year ago

Dubai / London

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By *ussD1Man
over a year ago

Gloucester

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By *he-ProfessorMan
over a year ago

cheltenham

Excellent story, please keep going

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By *oukevCouple
over a year ago

Lancaster

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

She had me thoroughly disgrace myself. She had him punish my naughty ass. All because (mmm gush)... I was a very bad girl.

My butt hurt and my pussy leaked while I put the olive oil away. I cracked a grin and giggled to myself.

Later, slipping copies of the super-dirty pictures into a big envelope, I wrote:

Dear Mel

I am really sorry about last week. I know you were very disappointed in me and I want to make it up to you. I'll do anything you ask to get back in your good graces. This weekend I did exactly what you told me to do.

I took these pictures before and after my "punishment" to prove it.

I was a really bad girl and really bad girls get fucked in the ass.

Please forgive me,

Sally

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By *ussD1Man
over a year ago

Gloucester

damn so damn hot

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By *un Bi couple yorkshireCouple
over a year ago

Pontefract

Excellent accounts xxx

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By *he-ProfessorMan
over a year ago

cheltenham

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By *igerman23Man
over a year ago

hayes

Nice

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By *j47Man
over a year ago

limerick

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Thanks everyone

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By *cott9191Man
over a year ago

nottingham

great story, i`d like to hear how your punishment was finished off

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Superb!

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