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Leanne

Revenge and fantasy completed.

1 Leanne yelped as the first slap struck home on her bare arse cheek, leaving a red hand mark and a stinging sensation she hadn’t felt since she was very young. The second slap caught her other cheek and brought tears to her eyes. The heat was making her wet. Her embarrassment of having her arse stuck way up into the sky heightened her arousal. Being bent over a car bonnet with her pants around her ankles and her skirt hi...

Etta

A brief affair and a learning experience.

I was barely in my twenties, married already to a vivacious little woman, six months younger than me. Jane was really, quite small, both in stature and figure. Going in and out in all the right places. Also, she was very pretty, which was a bonus and, I guess, the thing that attracted her to me in the first place. Somehow, we had managed to qualify for a council home, a first-floor flat in a converted house. Looking back,...

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Her journey up to now In the months since Michael had moved in, Defor had grown from an adolescent puppy into a fully-grown tub of lard. His liking for doing nothing at all and then sleeping like he had run a marathon afterwards, was taking a toll on his weight. Labradors are not noted for their boundless energy, being more like a mobile fur rug most of the time, but Defor was a prize couch potato. The weight gain was beg...

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Bless Me Father (Chapter two)

Mary's continued emancipation.

Exploration The change in Mary was remarkable and eminently noticeable. From being the shy diminutive figure, frightened of her own shadow and scared stiff of conflict and confrontation, she had become a confident and assertive woman. She faced the daily challenge of her limited education and overcame her painful lack of social graces. She had a voice and an opinion and was quite prepared to use them. All it had taken to...

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Bless Me Father (For I Have Sinned) Chapter 1

The emancipation of a regressed woman.

Awakening The priest had heard the door shut quietly and settled into a comfortable position, ready to hear the usual liturgy of minor transgressions that would be forgiven with his scale of “Hail Mary’s” by way of absolution. Twenty minutes later, and having received an education in the emergence of one of his parishioners from drudge to the exalted woman she now was, he was, for the first time in his life, unable to dis...

The Librarian

A true story of an older virginal woman and a younger man.

He held her head in his hands, cupping her ears to steady her while she stood, statuesque. Her feet planted slightly apart, arms hanging down by her sides. Apart from her eyes and heaving chest, nothing else moved. John looked into her eyes with a steady stare, questioning and trying to gain reassurance that he had read her signals correctly. Letting go of her head, he undid the buttons of her heavy cardigan, pushing the...

Reservation

The newlyweds arrive at their hotel...

The wedding had gone off without a hitch. Seamus and Colleen were now married and embarking on the rest of their lives. The church had been decorated out with beautiful flowers, the colour of her choice. Burgundy red roses mixed with cream coloured chrysanthemums. The service flowed and even the congregation had joined in with her chosen hymns. Better yet, the sun joined in and shone down on the happy occasion. Her dress...

Male Bonding

A chance encounter, one his wife will never know about.

Jake stirred his coffee, the spoon going around and around, no longer diluting the two sugars he had put in it several minutes ago. He sat at the kitchen table, alone and lost in his thoughts, his head cradled in his right hand, elbow supporting him from the table. He was thinking, remembering the events of the past weekend, what a weekend it had been. Every so often, the company would organize a management-bonding event,...

Love Thine Enemy

As an interview technique, it had its advantages.

He stroked her bare behind, a touch so gentle, as if cradling a baby’s head. Her soft downy hair hardly registered on his calloused hands in the sweep over her pink flesh. She sighed in contentment and comfort of their shared love. Her head lay on her folded forearms, breath warming the space between her mouth and the sheet of the bed. Her eyes were closed so that she could concentrate on the pleasure of his touch. Brian,...

From the Wild

How he became a werewolf...

The party was in full swing and was likely to go on till the early hours. Christmas on the plantation was a holiday for the slaves and a chance to catch up with members of their family who were working on neighbouring cane fields. It was a rare day, one of only a few when the slaves did not labour in the fields for their Dutch masters. These special days all coincided with holy days like Christmas and Easter. Each had a v...

Genesis (The Sixth day)

One possible explantation of our heritage. A 1000-word story.

They lay, entwined, with arms and legs clasping each other, sharing the afterglow that their sex always gave them. The dark was complete now, total blackness, leaving their sense of sight useless. They had watched the embers of the fire wink out, one by one; tiny sparks of orange that stayed bright until its dying second. The fire had warmed the cave walls, the rock absorbing the heat to radiate back throughout the night,...

Summer 2000

Working in social housing had its benefits. Lonely housewives made for an interesting summer.

My mobile phone rang and vibrated on the desk in my site office. I picked it up and glanced at the screen to see if it was a recognised number, perhaps even the caller’s name. The screen told me it was the office calling. “Hello?” I said a second after hitting the green answer button. “Hello Brad, Lucy here, I have Mr. Ash on the line for you. Just putting you through.” The line went quiet for a moment. Mr. Ash was the Ma...

The first time with Helen

Helen's first step towards her sexual freedom.

The first time with Helen   This story, to my shame, is absolutely true. To save embarrassment to Helen, I have changed her name and some of the smaller details that might give a clue to her real identity. I don’t know who will read this and would hate for it to get back to her and cause any difficulties. I met Helen on line. Her handle was “Lady of Kent”. The chat line was a free forum, I can’t remember which one it was...

The wet spot, again

Rachel's lost love returns to haunt her.

Rachel stood in the middle of her living room, large eyes surveyed the furniture in a sweeping arc, taking in the expensive carpet, the beige leather sofa, coffee table with its customary one or two magazines carelessly strewn on the polished ash effect top. Jim’s television sat brooding and silent in the far corner, silently observing her return to her home after so long. Her reflection dimly mirrored her image in the bl...

Yummy Mummy

Looking through windows can bring pleasant surprises

Jenni is a neighbour of mine. We live in a small estate of bungalows, grouped in a horseshoe at the end of the road. Jenni passed by my place every morning, taking Jessica, or Jessy, as she preferred to be called, to school. Jessica would be bouncing around, constantly chatting and being a normal happy little girl. She would always wave and call out, Hi! I liked Jessy, but my eyes would always be watching Jenni's ass in j...