Author: writercat67

CONSEQUENCES, Pt.5

Pt. 5

I smiled at how she cracked the door at my approach. She was anticipating me, just as I had hoped. “Open that door wide, and don’t move” I said. I then held the door as this gorgeous fully naked MILF stood there waiting on me, totally blushing. Yet her nipples stood erect. “Cold in there I see.” I finally said.

“Danny…” Amanda Nicole whined. It was embarrassing to be made to stand there like meat on display, which she was. Thankfully, after a moment more, he stepped in. She felt trashy and aroused, but pushed the thought out, at least as much as she could. Amanda Nicole found herself suppressing a smile at what was to come.

Was it me, or did I almost see a smile? I briefly thought. Normally I would ask, but ‘the little head was doing thinking’ at t the moment, so I waltzed on in. If this was to be the “Last She-Bang” then I was dressed for the occasion, that being a nice pair of pleated pants, properly tucked button down shirt and the like. “OK woman, glad to see you understand your place. Now undress me, and fold & place those clothes properly.” Read more »

CONSEQUENCES, Pt.6/CONCLUSION

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Seeing my MILF taking every inch of me as I pounded into her was a great view, and I enjoyed this for some time, just steadily thrusting away while this gorgeous woman grunted and moaned under me. She was mare than taking it; she was pushing back into me as well, and I enjoyed watching the ‘ripple’ across her ass from my thrusting. But now it was time to see HOW open she was to me.

I then urged my MILF onto the bed, and moving in behind her again, placed my knees outside Amanda Nicole’s, but ‘hooked’ my feet inside hers to hold her legs. I was going to need that, because I pushed my now slick disk down her crack…and nudged against her anus. Feeling her stiffen I moved one hand to her shoulder, the other to the flat of her back and said “Come on pet, you can do this. Exhale and push back…that’s it, breathe….” And then I began a firm, slow, steady push, ignoring her tensing and pleas. Read more »

PROFESSOR PUTNAM, Pt.1

(Hey Y’all! Thought I’d try something in a longer format than my ‘usual’ style, hope y’all enjoy! This is a bit of a ‘slow-burn’/buildup, but one rolling I think you’ll really like it! Herein you will see a manipulative student forcibly re-introduce his arrogant Professor into the BDSM lifestyle. Enjoy!)

(The arrogant and self-entitled Professor Stacey Putnam is put firmly in her place when a student 25+ years her junior finds something that could jeopardize her career at a crucial time, should it get out.)

It was quite by accident that I figured it out. I had been sitting in the back of the lecture hall from the start of the semester, and I couldn’t help but think that Professor Stacey Putnam (AKA; Double-P), the rather MILFy adjunct professor in history (who was currently failing me and putting my Uni scholarship in jeopardy) seemed awfully familiar. After class, I hung back and asked about extra credit, only to be told coldheartedly “Mr. Jay Fortson, this not high school. If you want the grade, I suggest you work for it.” Read more »

PROFESSOR PUTNAM, Pt.2

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(The arrogant and self-entitled Professor Stacey Putnam is put firmly in her place when a student 25+ years her junior finds something that could jeopardize her career at a crucial time, should it get out. Stacey is also now keenly aware that there is something else buried deep as well, and she’s not sure she really wants to visit that again.)

I had let Professor Stacey Putnam, old’ “Double-P” herself, know via text the address of the place for our weekend romp. My parents had asked me to house-sit for them a few weeks before. We owned a small fishing cottage on Shell Point, barely a half hour south of the University, so I had plenty of time to install a few discreet pinhole cameras and position some of the bondage toys I’d blew the last of my summer money on. At least it promised to be a fun weekend. Well, for one of us at least. Read more »

PROFESSOR PUTNAM, PT.3

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(The trials of Professor Stacey Putnam Continue, as she realizes there can be positives to accepting one’s fate)

I’m actually shocked that Professor Stacey Putnam has tolerated this without some form of pushback. Perhaps she is a bit more willing than she first lets on, I think. Goodness knows, I’m enjoying torturing this MILF. Stacey has been blowing my now and doing a good job of it when I have an idea. I pull her head off me. “I will make a deal with you. You are getting me close now. Let me pull out the plug and put my first load in your ass. It would have taken longer to cum but you would have been more stretched. Now it might be a bit tight, but it will be quicker.” I reach over and give one cheek a generous squeeze, making her moan in response

Stacey is realizing that part of her is really enjoying this. “I don’t know. I am scared.”

“I understand,” I say, giving her hair a reassuring brush. “That’s why I was nice and got a nice bottle of anal lube to numb things up a tad and the plugs.” Read more »

PROFESSOR PUTNAM, PT.4

(hey I’ve tried – when possible to make this story longer in format on most chapters. Sorry that this one is shorter than norm, but it helps keep the story-line in context)

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It’s a few hours later when I wake. I’m not used to sleeping naked, but then again, I’m not used to waking up curled up to a naked woman, either. ‘Old’ Double-P’ is double my age, but damn she looks good, and the last few days of fucking have been incredible.

She’s not laying on top of my arm, so I climb off the bed and grab another gel I just-so-happened-to-have. I dab a little on my finer and reach around her giving Stacey Putnam a caress. She responds by sighing as she wakes, and slides back into me. I use the moment to grope her and give it a quick apply to her clit. While she is still waking, I manage to grope a bit more on to her nipples.

“mmmph….morning. Stacey manages to get out thru the fog of waking. She knows she is still with This Man, and she feels oddly turned on already. Read more »

PROFESSOR PUTNAM Pt.5

(Hope y’all are enjoying the longer format on these stories – whew it adds to the writing time let me tell ya!)

(The good Professor’s submissive side is unleashed, and her Dom and herself are in for a wild ride)

I’m really enjoying myself, as anyone in my position would. I have this very hot MILF professor that has let me fuck her in every usable opening, and I still have some time left. On top of that, she IS enjoying herself, though I’m not going to point that out…yet. Seems I’ve cracked open the submissive side of Stacey Putnam, so I decide to continue the enjoyment by seeing HOW submissive she really is.

Remembering that we started this as anything but willing, I tell her “Climb on top of me now.” As I shift to sitting up on the bed, my back against the backboard. Stacey responds as she should, moving and then starts to straddle me. She grabs my happy hard one and lines it up with her pussy and sinks down with a long, groaning moan. Boy it looks great as it slides right in. I respond by holding her hips so she is fully impaled on me, saying “Grind like this…yes-s-sss…”. Seeing her riding me as I wished, I take both nipples in between my thumbs & forefingers and say “Do you like that dick in you?” Read more »

PROFESSOR PUTNAM, PT.6

(hey hope you are enjoying this! The good professor realizes she who she is and embraces it as the weekend continues)

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Sanity oozed it’s way back and I felt myself breathe again. I relaxed and as my vitals began to settle back into normal range, I became aware again. Stacey was breathing deeply, trying to regain her own composure. Her face was turned sideways, eyes closed. She looked content and happy.

Stacey opened her eyes. She felt content, if not also a bit sore in the appropriate places. Standing, she looked at her Dom and simply said “Shower?” Seeing him smile made a part of her melt.

“I like the way you think” said I “Go get the shower started, and I’ll be right there.” I wondered my dick was actually up for this, as I heard the shower come on, and the timbre of the water flow change as Stacey manipulated the controls, getting the water to the right temperature. Read more »

PROFESSOR STACEY PUTNAM, Pt. 7

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(The end of the beginning? As you can see, I very plainly left this open for a continuance. Let me know that you think, and thanks so much for reading!)

I had laid down the riding crop to feel my work. My pet’s ass was already flushed and hot, where the riding crop had struck her. Apparently a bit harder than thought, as she had welts. My pet squirmed just a bit as I rubbed her ass, whispering to her & feeling the curve of her back and hip.

Stacey felt Him move His hands up, following the contours of her waist and side, then to her dangling breast. Shifting in behind her, His dick that she so desperately wanted was against her slit ‘hotdog’ style. At long last, He released her clamps. She took in a long gasp as the He kneaded her nipples while the blood rushed back into them. He kissed here ear, and then he said

“What do I want, Stacey?” Read more »

Training Annalise, Pt.5 – PLEASE SEE NOTE

NOTE: I am SO SORRY! I totally flubbed this up when I initially released it as I did not add tags, so I am having to re-post, my apologies & I hope you will enjoy these as much as I enjoyed writing them!!!)

(hey y’all and thanks so much for reading! This is my take on a young woman’s introduction to BDSM. Hope y’all like it! – Both myself & Annalise find ourselves enjoying each other, as new avenues are opened.)

My little pet was doing well, she was taking to the training without even understanding that she was being trained. After I played with her sex a bit more, I lifted my had, flattened it, then, keeping careful eye contact with my new sub, I started a new form of training by giving her nipple nearest me a light ‘slap’. I stared at her, ad did it again…again….and again, the last time just a tiny bit harder. I then smiled as I began to use the same hand to rub outward circles from her areola, then I lowered my mouth to her waiting nipple. She had given little surprised grunts with each pop, but not a big reaction. As I suckled that almond-shaped nipple, I used that same flattened hand to very quickly and very lightly begin to brush VERY quickly across her clit. My new sub-toy reacted immediately, giving a raising wail, and I slowed and stopped, repeating the same process on the other nipple. By the time I was at her clit this round, she was looking at me with a bit of a grimace, and I when I started she began the long moaning wail all over again. Read more »