Polly stood in the small, unlighted spare bedroom in the basement. She peeked out through the crack of the partially opened door and watched Bradly's bare feet stopping briefly on the top step of the basement stairway. She been waiting for him in the large and only other room of the basement, and she'd heard him calling out to her when he'd entered the house. After that she'd listened to his footsteps overhead, her pulse beating fast because she wanted him to come down and find her.
For several minutes then she'd heard no sound overhead. When he'd finally opened...
Polly stood in the small, unlighted spare bedroom in the basement. She peeked out through the crack of the partially opened door and watched ...
He not only liked to look at Adriana's ass, he liked to feel it. Her flesh felt very warm and soft under the skimpy bikini and his fingers gently rubbed and squeezed all over.
"I'd love to see you naked, baby," he said enticingly.
She didn't flinch. "I'd love to see you naked, too, Mr. Williams."
He laughed. "Call me Don-and take off your bikini."
"How about you taking it off for me," she suggested.
Putting his camera on a nearby table, he moved toward her. She kept her back...
He not only liked to look at Adriana's ass, he liked to feel it. Her flesh felt very warm and soft under the skimpy bikini and his fingers ge...
The smile of the blond-haired boy leapt into her mind. She remembered how his shyness had touched her. He obviously had felt embarrassed about the feelings that looking at her provoked. Her own excitement had embarrassed Martha then. But, looking back on it, she felt only the naked desire. She could imagine that such an untouched boy would be the perfect lover. He would do all the things she wished Frank would do, but knew he would never do.
Mrs Roy likes nothing more than making love, but she does wish her husband Frank was a bit more gentle... a bit more considerate....
The smile of the blond-haired boy leapt into her mind. She remembered how his shyness had touched her. He obviously had felt embarrassed abou...
This deliciously deviant sexual coming-of-age tale recounts the experiences of eighteen-year-old Alice as she is educated and disciplined by her stern aunt and uncle, and their housekeeper Maud. In the red room, she will learn the sweeping art of birch and rod, and all manner of deed and device between, and so becoming fully knowledgeable loses herself in the wildest of sexual abandons.
Written anonymously in 1891, The Yellow Room is a deliciously fine example of Victorian erotica, replete with generous lashings of flagellation and spanking, this book contains graphic...
This deliciously deviant sexual coming-of-age tale recounts the experiences of eighteen-year-old Alice as she is educated and disciplined by her st...
"This'll teach you a lesson," he said, as he drew my dress away from me. I suddenly recalled that I was not prepared for a spanking. I mean to say that had I known that I would be spanked then, I would have worn a fluffy, lacy pair of step-ins instead of the tight-fitting silk panties that I was wearing at the time. But I was glad afterwards that I had not worn the step-ins. For, with my form fitting panties, I experienced a sensation that I never knew had existed.
Instead of drawing those panties down and thus exposing my bare bottoms, this lout instead made...
"This'll teach you a lesson," he said, as he drew my dress away from me. I suddenly recalled that I was not prepared for a spanking. I mean t...
She liked his looks. He had a nice smile and curly hair. He was slim and well built and had a cute little trim ass. She liked trim asses on men. She decided she'd have to be bold and aggressive, and she stared openly at his crotch.
"That's a hard one, if I ever saw one," she giggled.
He blushed. "Oh, God, I'm sorry, Mrs. Maitland "
"Don't be sorry, honey," she smiled. "I like it. It's flattering."
She extended a hand and moved it lightly over the bulge in his jeans. He groaned and closed his hand over...
She liked his looks. He had a nice smile and curly hair. He was slim and well built and had a cute little trim ass. She liked trim asses on m...
"Might as well," Nate said. "It'll be getting dark soon."
The girl went to the box behind the stove and took out three lengths of rough, dirty rope and laid two of them on the table. She left with the other piece of rope and presently Stoney could see her through the cracks in the floor of the shack as she stooped beneath the small building. She pushed one end of the rope up through a crack and Nate put a big black foot on it and held it. Some four feet away, the other end of the rope came up through another...
"Want the ropes?" the girl asked.
"Might as well," Nate said. "It'll be getting dark soon."
Ramona spun around, the hem of the sexy nightgown riding up and revealing the firm, rounded cheeks of her brown ass. Flynn inhaled sharply, his lusts rising up in him to the boiling point.
"I, I don't think," he began.
Ramona sat down next to him on the bed. "Good," she chirped, "I told, you, just don't think."
Flynn watched numbly as she knelt down on the floor, next to the edge of the bed. She reached up her slender, bare arms and shoved her hands into his lap.
Flynn grasped her wrists firmly and...
Ramona spun around, the hem of the sexy nightgown riding up and revealing the firm, rounded cheeks of her brown ass. Flynn inhaled sharply, h...
Presented in two dialogues The School of Venus recounts the sexual enlightenment of our naive protagonist Katherine (Katy) under the sagely tutelage of older cousin and kinswoman Frances (Frank). The older takes great pleasure in sharing all those lascivious deeds and desires men are woman are naturally predisposed to practising. Frank goes on to explain the mechanics of erections, teaches the vocabulary used to refer to erotic anatomy, and describes the standard course of a sexual coupling. When Roger drops by for a visit, Katy is keen to put into practice all of what she has...
Presented in two dialogues The School of Venus recounts the sexual enlightenment of our naive protagonist Katherine (Katy) under the sagely ...
