I guess I always was a “hot Hoosier chick” even though I certainly don’t look like one. Yet I’ve had some unconventional sexual experiences going back to my student days at the University of Indiana. I’m not promiscuous but I will do something out of the ordinary if it seems like a challenge. By the age of twenty in 2002, I accepted that I was one of the – well, maybe not homely, but surely ordinary girls at the school. I...

Dolores Piquet shuffled her feet nervously and ran her fingers through her shoulder-length brown hair. She was alone in the waiting room. Or at least she was the only patient if that was the right word. Was she a patient? There was nothing wrong with her. She could have walked out any minute. But she didn’t. She had to know more. The bored-looking receptionist looked up from her typewriter. “He won’t be long now,” she sai...

Katie was busy washing the dishes in the kitchen sink when Jon approached her from the back and spanked her naked butt. “What’s wrong with you, Jon?” she shouted, turning round to face Jon. “Nothing is wrong with me, Katie. I am just doing what any other man could have done,” Jon replied. Jon kept on moving closer to Katie, who was stepping back to maintain a space between them. She stepped back until her naked butt met t...

"But why can't we just stay home, cook a simple meal, and, you know, celebrate in our own way," Sophia whined. "Look, we've been over this, Soph. My family is expecting us and I will not disappoint them," Micah explained for the fifteenth time. "I'm tired of the complaining. We both accepted my mom's invitation over a month ago, so we are going and that's final." Sophia rolled her eyes and huffed before spitting out, "FIN...

This is a story about how I finally got the spanking I deserved. My name is Candy and I'm a supervisor of a food service company. I met Linda when I interviewed her for a head chef position. We connected almost immediately and I hired her on the spot. Linda proved to be a great chef. As time went by, we got to know each other. One day she happened to mention that she was looking for a roommate to share her three bedroom h...

Mathiu pushed open the door and, at once, heard his boyfriend Dani jump to his feet. “Hey!” Dani flung his arms around Mathiu for a hug. “Hi! “So…what was it like? I’ve been dying here, thinking of you!” Mathiu shook his head and rubbed his bottom. “More painful than I expected!” “Really?” “Yes! Come on, I want to see what it looks like.” They went up to the bedroom and Mathiu gingerly lowered his trousers and underpants....

The latest Lush forum question I’m answering for my sexual autobiography is, "How do you like to be spanked?" I knew I liked to be spanked when I was still a virgin. I was almost never spanked by my parents. I was not, generally, unruly. I recall only two occasions, and both times shocked me into not repeating the misbehavior that had occasioned it. So, how did I get interested in spanking as a sexual practice? At about s...

MARY-JANE Mutant John’s ground floor flat is part of a fifties-era construction that includes five others built to last by the council in the days when councils did things like that. It has a tiny conservatory that opens onto a small, paved garden, one end of which is occupied by a lean-to wooden greenhouse of indeterminate heritage that backs onto the garden wall. The tomato plants nearest the flat don’t quite mask the m...

Otto glanced at the time in the corner of his screen. Another Friday evening working late, but he had told his boss he would have this ready before he left. One more data set to pull, a half hour of spreadsheet work and he’d be wrapped, he’d be out by 8:30. He could email it before he left and Vince, his VP, would see it on his blackberry. A little obvious, but brownie points were brownie points, and Vince was on his way...

I never intended for it to happen, really. Sure, like any woman married over ten years I had considered the possibilities, but those were passing fancies, mental dalliances. Despite our disagreements and arguments, I loved Ben, with all my heart and soul. Was he a little narrow-minded? Sure. But I heard the stories other women, even my friends, told of their husbands; the drinking, the silences, the late night arrivals, t...