John_E_Blade, Author at NSFW story

Oh, those college girls.

A gentle knock on my door met the reply to wait until I was ready for her. Five minutes to worry about her fate. She had been here before and knew she would be leaving with a well warmed posterior. Her previous spankings had been administered by my hands in the traditional over the knee fashion. They had clearly not been effective as here she was again. The end of the academic year was on the horizon. It was time to give her a punishment she wouldn’t forget. The punishment I had been looking forward to administering since the first time she went over my knee.

She closed my office door gently and stood with head bowed. She knew I would be staring at her intently. Curls of bleach blonde hair covered her face. Her white beauticians’ tunic had been taken in to emphasise her slim waist and ample bosom. Likewise, the navy-blue trousers emphasised her long legs. With matching high heeled wedges, she was nearly as tall as me. Read more »

Reverse Cowgirl

At last, the panties were off. She was shaved smooth. Her tiny lips were glistening and wide open for her swollen clit to poke out from its hood. She passed a condom without making eye contact. I slipped it on, my cock twitching at the touch. She squeezed plenty of lube directly on to her lips. Rather clinically, she checked the condom was on properly. I leaned up, held her and tried to lay her on the bed but she resisted. Not wanting to blow it, I let her push me on my back once more. She was intent on going on top. That didn’t at all surprise me, given how she had taken control. However, I didn’t quite expect her to straddle me and turn round in one movement to hover over my cock in the reverse cowgirl position. Holding my cock upright, she slid its tip between her lips before lifting herself completely off. That gave a perfect view of her firm butt cheeks and swollen, glistening lips. Read more »

Fuck me, I’ve hit the jackpot.

She stood at the open door in the gentle light. I took her in as the call guiding me there ended. A jolt of electricity surged through my whole body. She was slim, with gentle curves and a small waist. High heels gave her the appearance of being even taller than my estimated five eight or so. Long, dark and very straight hair complemented her figure. A red figure hugging body tube with black stockings completed the outfit. She looked just like a girl working the streets. As we chatted online just before I left my new bachelor-pad, I had described that look as a personal favourite. She had dressed up just for me. Stepping from the car into the still night I noticed that the long row of terraced houses was in darkness.

She was smoking. As I crossed the uneven paving slabs passing for a garden she took a long drag, looked me directly in the eyes, smiled, threw the butt to my side and turned into the hallway. I closed the door gently behind us. In the dim light my peripheral vision noticed the contrast between the dark hair half way down her back and the pillar box red body tube. But my eyes were fixed on her butt. Yes – I had hit the jackpot. As she strutted to the living room her body tube emphasised the curve of her hips and the beautifully padded cheeks underneath. My cock stirred immediately. Read more »

She knew what she wanted

The door was slightly open – the security chain prevented it catching. Taking this as an invitation, I stepped into the room to another surprise. In the dim light I saw her lying on the bed; naked apart from black stockings. Then I saw her wide-open legs. The real surprise washed over me as I realised she was frigging herself with a glass dildo. She lay on the bed facing the doorway directly to give me the view between her legs. Her suggestive comment that I was just in time had me pulling my shirt and trousers off as my cock became rigid. She wasn’t for messing about. She wanted to get straight down to it. As I threw my shirt aside to leave me naked, she was on her feet and took hold of my shoulders to guide me backwards to the upright chair in front of the dressing table. She sat me down. Read more »

plaything

With our first round of drinks nearly finished I enacted a little trick I borrowed from a couple of sources. I told her I was going to powder my nose and would be gone a few minutes. If, for whatever reason, she did not want to go any further she was simply to leave the pub with the assurance I would not pursue her in any way.

She was still there when I returned. I had pulled it off that far – managing to mask my nervousness and lack of experience well enough for her to want to play. In as matter of fact a manner as I was capable of, I offered to play out a scene at my place based on the parameters we had discussed and explicitly consented to. Overcoming my surprise at how readily she accepted, I explained that she was to follow me back to my flat. If at any point she changed her mind she was simply to drive away, again with my assurance that I would not pursue her any further. I also made it clear that once inside my flat, we would be in our Dominant and submissive roles, she would be punished and I would use her as I wished – within the consensual parameters we had agreed. For her own peace of mind, she would not be tied up and her punishment would be relatively light. Future play sessions, if they happened, would be significantly more intense. I would have no qualms about pushing limits. Her final instructions were to park outside my flat, wait a few minutes and come inside. The living room door would be directly in front of her. She was to knock and wait. Read more »

The spanking she needed

A gentle knock on my door met the reply to wait until I was ready for her. Five minutes to worry about her fate. She had been here before and knew she would be leaving with a well warmed posterior. Her previous spankings had been administered by my hands in the traditional over the knee fashion. They had clearly not been effective as here she was again. The end of the academic year was on the horizon. It was time to give her a punishment she wouldn’t forget. The punishment I had been looking forward to administering since the first time she went over my knee.

She closed my office door gently and stood with head bowed. She knew I would be staring at her intently. Curls of bleach blonde hair covered her face. Her white beauticians’ tunic had been taken in to emphasise her slim waist and ample bosom. Likewise, the navy-blue trousers emphasised her long legs. With matching high heeled wedges, she was nearly as tall as me. Read more »

Now, that was a night to remember!

Fuck me, I’ve hit the jackpot.

She stood at the open door in the gentle light. I took her in as the call guiding me there ended. A jolt of electricity surged through my whole body. She was slim, with gentle curves and a small waist. High heels gave her the appearance of being even taller than my estimated five eight or so. Long, dark and very straight hair complemented her figure. A red figure hugging body tube with black stockings completed the outfit. She looked just like a girl working the streets. As we chatted online just before I left my new bachelor-pad, I had described that look as a personal favourite. She had dressed up just for me. Stepping from the car into the still night I noticed that the long row of terraced houses was in darkness.

She was smoking. As I crossed the uneven paving slabs passing for a garden she took a long drag, looked me directly in the eyes, smiled, threw the butt to my side and turned into the hallway. I closed the door gently behind us. In the dim light my peripheral vision noticed the contrast between the dark hair half way down her back and the pillar box red body tube. But my eyes were fixed on her butt. Yes – I had hit the jackpot. As she strutted to the living room her body tube emphasised the curve of her hips and the beautifully padded cheeks underneath. My cock stirred immediately. Read more »