I started with small swats on each ass cheek, grabbing a handful of her ass with each swat. Gradually, I increased the tempo of my spanking, and she increased the tempo of her masturbation to coincide with it. Suddenly, I stopped spanking her and she turned her face toward me and said, “Please don’t stop.” She confessed to her desire to be punished, which explained her poor performance at work recently. She implored me to spank her harder, saying, “Hit me harder, please, I want you to spank me. I’ve been very bad.” With that, I ripped off her bra and placed a file clamp on each nipple. She screamed and moaned from the pressure on her nipples as I jiggled her tits from side to side.

I made Ann bend over my desk again and removed my clothes. I took my belt and fashioned a dog collar around her neck. The leftover end of her “collar” reached her ass and could be used to continue her spanking. I instructed Ann to suck my cock, which she did without complaint. As she eagerly took my cock into her mouth, I resumed spanking her, this time with her collar. (more…)

I would like to relate an experience that I had with my secretary approximately eighteen months ago and that is still going on. I am the executive vice president of a small manufacturing company. Prior to my promotion, I had respected Ann as a good employee and frequently wondered how good she was sexually.

Ann is in her early forties, approximately five feet five inches tall and very well proportioned for her size (34C-23-35), with beautiful legs, which she takes every opportunity to show off. (more…)

My name is Jake and I am thirty years old. I am a moderately successful business accountant with a nice house in a nice neighborhood. My neighbor, Barbara, is absolutely beautiful. She’s tall, leggy, busty and very sensual. She’s in her forties, I know, because the other neighbors told me so, but she doesn’t look it. I would have thought she was thirty-two or so. She’s just amazing. I’ve had fantasies about her for a long time, but I never thought they would actually come true!

One lovely Spring Saturday, I was in my back yard grilling a big, juicy steak and a couple of ears of corn and watching Barbara sunbathe. She was tanning herself in her lovely lawn, wearing a very small bikini, and glistening in the sunlight from a mixture of sweat and tanning oil. She looked absolutely breathtaking. I tried not to stare, but it was impossible to keep my eyes off her.

I finally managed to look down at my steak and it was done. I grabbed my plate and lifted the steak onto it with my fork, then I used my grilling tongs to pick up the corn. I took my plate over to my picnic table by the pool and sat down, slathering my corn with tons of butter and salt, and seasoning my steak with some salt and pepper. Suddenly I heard a voice. (more…)