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In the first chapter, Nancy found his ad in the Personals section of her campus newspaper. His requirement was very specific:
"Serious older disciplinarian seeks college freshman for bladder control training and discipline. Must be Lolita type 18 or older. Should look 15 or 16 years old – a hint of 'baby fat' a plus..."
If you don't remember Nancy, she had just started her freshman year at State University. She was a natural blonde and she had turned 18 three weeks before the start of the fall semester. But the turn-on for many men is that she looked much younger. The little darling was barely five feet tall and she was carded regularly every time she went out for drinks with her new college roommate. Maybe it was because she giggled a lot, or perhaps because she still had some of the plumpness of a 12 or 13 year old. Maybe if she exercised more, she could get rid of that little bit of the baby fat that turns some men on to girls of a certain age.
She met the man for breakfast, and while he was very sexy, he was also very strict. That was what she wanted, someone who was very strict. She didn't want to, but he made her drink several very large glasses of Diet Coke with her breakfast. The last one was just soda, no ice, and she had to force herself to finish it. It seemed like it took half an hour for Nancy to finish the third soda, and then when she was finally finished, she asked very politely if she could be excused to go to the bathroom.
"No, you'll just have to wait until we get home."
Nancy started to squirm in her seat. After what seemed like an eternity, Denis ordered the check, and took his time paying for their breakfast. Nancy's bladder was very full and she started to shred a napkin to take her mind off her discomfort.
"Sit still, and stop fidgeting," Denis ordered.
"Please, Sir, I have to go."
"Not until we get home!"
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It was that time of the year again to brush the cobwebs of the old Leyland four wheel drive and give it the once over before we headed off into the surrounding scrub to pick wild Limes. The yearly ritual was great fun we always seem to pick enough to feed an army. Julie made chutneys, marmalade and jams, not to mention the fabulous desserts she would whip up. The Leyland wasn't a fantastic vehicle the rust seemed to eat away a little more of the body each year taking over the desert coloured paint however the motor was always reliable and since we inherited the 1960 four wheel drive when we brought the place, there was no reason to complain.
This year would be different as Linda was joining us on our expedition, I did not know how I felt about the whole thing it was something that Julie and I always enjoyed together, I didn't see the point in making any waves Linda seemed so excited about it and there would always be other years for Julie and I to continue the tradition.
I pulled the Leyland up at the front steps, I left the motor running whilst I went inside to fetch Julie and Linda, the old beast needed a little time to warm up. The girls were still upstairs getting organised I called out to them to hurry up as I wouldn't wait much longer and I would go off by myself, I put the last of the gear in the back as Julie and Linda wandered out. Julie was wearing her traditional Lime picking clothes,
a pair of faded blue jeans scarcely held together by frayed threads, her smooth arse cheeks showing through the holes in the seat of her pants, her white Singlet so tight it could barely hold her firm pert breasts in. Linda was wearing pink chequered hot pants that hugged her firm buttocks and a matching shirt that tied up at the front and gapped enough for me to see she was not wearing a bra. I made a passing comment that Linda looked like a hillbilly, she smiled with one of those your really can be a jack ass sometimes smiles and climbed into the back of the vehicle.
I jumped into the driver's seat I couldn't wait to drive in the scrub along the dirt roads, I sped down our driveway onto the road and turned down the small dirt track that led to the wild Lime trees, the girls constantly teasing me about the levels of testosterone I was oozing. The dirt roads were never up kept and after every winter the potholes were bigger, I was in my element.
I noticed as I bounced the car over each hole Julie and Linda squirmed in their seats trying to get their bums comfortable, at first I thought that the roads were a little rough but after awhile I noticed Linda in the rear vision mirror, she was biting her lip and closing her eyes, I looked over at Julie and she had spread her legs, her hands pushed hard against her knees forcing her to lean forward, I stopped the four wheel drive. "Hey what's going on with you guys? I asked. My question startled them both as if it had awoken them from a trance; Julie and Linda showed me the identical compact remote controls in their hands. "These are for our vibrating butt plugs we are wearing," Julie said. "I have Julie's control and she has mine," Linda confirmed.
For the rest of the afternoon as we picked the wild Limes both girls zapped each other like little kids playing Cowboys and Indians, one would give the other a quick vibrate and then they would increase the speed until one of them would give in easing off on the remote control. We had picked as much as we could fit into the four wheel drive, and I was packing up ready to go home when Julie and Linda both announced that we were not going anywhere until the yearning in their arses had been quenched.
Linda walked to the back of the vehicle reached into her hand bag and produced a set of handcuffs, she moved over to where Julie was standing and passionately kissed her on her lips, I watched Linda explore Julie's body her hands running over her slender shoulders over her tight white top cupping Julie's firm tits, Linda's hands finally reaching around to Julies arse, she grabbed her buttocks Julie sighed with the touch of skin on skin. Linda un buttoned Julie's jeans and pulled them down to Julie's thin ankles letting her step out of them, she then pulled Julie's top over her head releasing her tits to the fresh air, her nipples erect and pointed, her bald pussy exposing her pouted lips, Julie looked so vulnerable yet sensual standing naked against the back drop of the scrubland.
Linda held Julie's hand and led her to the front of the four wheel drive, she handcuffed Julie's hands to the crash bar of the vehicle, Linda tightened the cuffs forcing Julies body to lean forward across the bonnet exposing her naked arse, I could now see the large butt plug inserted into Julie's anus, Linda walked over to me, leaned down and pulled at the knee level long thick bladed grass that surrounded us, she handed me a large clump, we stood either side of Julie. Linda delivered the first blow across Julie's arse cheeks, making Julie clench her buttocks, she moaned. Linda and I whipped Julies arse in unison our strokes gradually becoming longer and harder, her arse cheeks reddened and started to sting from the small paper like cuts across her buttocks caused by the blades of grass.
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I sat at home on this particular Friday night. My wife, Susan, had called earlier from work to let me know, that she planned to stop off at a bar with some co-workers for a drink or two. This was fine, as it had been a long day and a night of television alone sounded really inviting. About 8:15 the phone rang, it was Susan. It seems everyone went their separate ways after one drink, but she was not ready to call it a night. She asked me to please come join her. Well the thought of being in a bar with my wife, knowing that the drunker she got, the wilder she became, got me instantly excited. I agreed, hung up the phone, grabbed my jacket and was out the door. As I drove to the bar, my thoughts were filled with visions of Susan. I knew that once she was drinking, she would indulge my smoking fetish. Thoughts of her smoking Virginia Slim 120's, blowing the smoke at me and teasing me were enough to give me a massive erection. I arrived at the bar, parked the car and headed inside with great anticipation of what the night would offer.
Once inside, I looked around for Susan. There, in a back corner table I could see her shoulder length red hair flowing side to side. She was wearing a nice white sweater that showed off her massive breasts wonderfully. She had a knee length black leather skirt on with black pantyhose and some nice heels. She was still wearing her black leather gloves, "Yes!” I had thought to myself. In addition to my smoking fetish, Susan knew the sight of her in any type of leather or latex would drive me into a sexual frenzy.
She threw up her hand and said, “Honey, over here!".
I made my way through the bar to where she was sitting. She got up and gave me a big hug and a kiss.
"Oh thank you so much for coming out, I just wasn't ready to go home yet".
We sat down and motioned for the waitress. We ordered a round of drinks and as the waitress left, Susan reached out and touched my face.
"We are gonna have some fun tonight."
She smiled a wicked smile and winked at me. Of course a big grin came across my face, as I thought of all the possibilities the night could bring. "What are you two doing here?"
I heard the all too familiar voice from behind me. It was Hanna, our neighbor and Susan's "drinking buddy", as we affectionately called her.
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I am a 36yr old housewife married for ten years and live in a quiet suburban area. This letter is about what happened just after I wed. I was very naïve about sex and had never done anything exciting although I seem to attract the attention of many men. I had then shoulder length blonde hair and a good figure with 36c bust which looked bigger because of my slim waist.
Anyway after six months of marriage I lost my job and my husband suggested I stay home awhile before looking for another. I tended to get a bit bored and one of the things I looked forward to was the company of two men, one almost 60, the other 55. They were retired and did peoples gardens for a bit of extra cash and to keep busy.
Sometimes I let them into the house for a drink or chatted to them in the garden. Nothing sexual ever crossed my mind, or I think theirs until one afternoon when they were leaving one of them dropped a magazine. I picked it up and was about to call them back when I realised it was a sex magazine. Instead of giving it back I began to thumb through it. I had never seen anything like it before; it featured mainly women being spanked. I was amazed; I had never associated sexual pleasure with that sort of thing and was shocked to find these elderly gentlemen reading such things. One picture showed a woman bent over a man’s knee and her skirt pulled up being smacked with his hand. Another showed a series of pictures that started with a woman in a room with three men. As the pictures progressed she was touched up and then they bent her over a chair and pulled down her panties taking turns to spank her.
The ones that really caused me to have a funny feeling were at the back of the book. They showed men with their penises out and masturbating while women were spanked. Some showed the woman holding a cock. It made me feel turned on and so I settled down to have a really good look. I was very excited at seeing pictures of men’s cocks and fascinated on how these women let themselves be treated like that. Something about the whole idea of being spanked intrigued me - it was very kinky and unusual.
When the men were about to finish for the day I called the elder one in and gathering up courage I handed him the magazine saying, “You dropped this earlier.”
He was shocked and spent the next five minutes apologising to me. As he seemed more embarrassed than me I felt brave enough to say that it was OK and I had looked at it and found it interesting.
“At my age it’s just for a bit of excitement,” he said.
Then he asked me not to tell his wife. I said I wouldn’t and somehow it made me feel a little naughty sharing a sex secret with another man. Before he left he said he was glad that I had found it worth looking at and that I wasn’t annoyed. When they had gone it wasn’t long before I was laid on the bed with my hand inside my knickers. For the next few days my mind kept thinking about the unusual sex magazine. It had excited me more than just pictures of couples making love would have done. I had never had any desire to look at porn magazines but these had had a strange effect on me.
Next time the men came to do the garden I found I was very excited. I wondered if the subject would get mentioned again though I wouldn’t dare ask if he had any more books. When I heard a knock at the door and saw the elder man I invited him in. He apologised again and said that he hoped I wasn’t disgusted with what I had seen. I reassured him that it was fine and that I found it interesting and said that it was the first time I had seen such a thing.
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It amazed me what could happen when you didn't expect it. Hell, I didn't even think it was a possibility for it to occur. I have been going out with my girlfriend for over a year now, and we are both very happy with each other, but there are just some things I thought she could never do. After all, she didn't have a cock, and that was what I wanted. I had these thoughts for a long time, but never had acted on them.
I was an avid chatroom watcher, sometimes interjecting a comment here or there when I had an opinion, whether it was asked for or not. It was then that it started with a friendly IM. His screenname was 'GoodTimeCharlie'. He wrote that he liked my profile and I thanked him for the comment. We talked for a little while longer about little stuff before he started asking questions. "How old are you? What do you look like? Where do you live?"
"25; 6'1", 200lbs, blonde hair, blue eyes, clean shaven; where I live is on a need to know basis, when I think you need to know, I'll tell you." were my answers.
That last question kind of threw me a little bit. "What are you into?"
"What am I into? In what way do you mean?" I asked.
"You know, sexually."
"Women." I replied.
"I'm sure you are, most of the good guys I talk to seem to be, but can you honestly tell me that you've never thought about having sex with another guy? I mean, come on. It's just you me and the computer. I won't judge you for what you think about."
"Well, I guess I have had thoughts about being with another guy. I mean, hasn't everybody at one time or another?" I questioned.
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