Bringing the book into it is getting too close to reality for my taste. I don’t want to feel like Mike’s spanking me for something that bugs him in real life—and while it doesn’t make sense that he’d suddenly be offended by my taste in novels, I’m not sure why else he’d bring the book into it. Of course, my brain’s not working at one hundred percent right now because the blood that’s supposed to power it has rushed to my clit. I’m easily confused in this state. We’re not following the script anymore, the script that keeps my fantasies safe. But even though my head’s in a bit of an uproar, I’m still wet and still eager to have Mike—Daddy, I mean—paddle my ass. He flips up my short plaid skirt. Runs his hand over my cotton-clad ass. I force myself to squirm away, but I’m sure he can tell I’m rubbing myself against him, not trying to escape. “You’ve been bad, Cherise. I’m going to spank your bare bottom, like the heroine in that appalling book.” It sounds so corny that I can’t help l
Brief Synopsis – Cady is an Art student and always late for her class. When she is held accountable by her professors, Cady is more than happy to clear all their doubts with full disclosure. CHAPTER 1 “Oh god! I’m late!” Cady fumed as she looked down at her watch. She had changed in the cramped quarters of the women’s bathroom of the restaurant she worked at. She struggled to zip up the skirt and tried to pull it further down. She didn’t remember the skirt she chose to have felt this tight before, but then again time didn’t permit to catch the cross-town train and then commute by bus the other twenty blocks to the college. There wouldn’t be enough time to catch the second bus should she be late to this one. Due to her dorm room being clear across town Cady had packed for any mini emergency having been in the girl scouts and a Cosmo girl. Laundry had been hard to work in due to the scheduling at work. It made setbacks like today horrendous. It was hard enough trying to get t
“Well that leaves me; I’m Mr. Grier, your Humanities art teacher for this semester. I’m hoping we will progress right along this quarter so that when we do the artist labs that we plan to help you understand the human figure better from an art perspective.” The man who stood maybe 5’9 had a full head of dark curly hair and five o’ clock shadow that made her think of Weird Al due to the 70’s style jacket he wore with the patched elbows. She could tell he didn’t get out much. He was probably too involved with creating some masterpiece outside of class to know what was going on in today’s world. Someone brought Cady a towel from the adjoining supply closet as she was dripping wet. “Oh, thank you.” She mouthed trying to not disrupt the class further. She dried her hair and dabbed at her chest and skirt. “Miss Miller, I think you’d be much more comfortable drying off in the women’s bathroom at the end of the hall.” “Oh no thanks, I’m good sir. I’ll just take a seat.” Cady said movi
Cady approached the chalkboard and wrote in the answer to the first of four questions. The second and third one she guessed on. By the time she got to the final one she had erased half the question because her tits being so large she had wiped half of the question off the board with her. She pulled herself away to answer the final question. All that was left was the imprint of her tits on the chalkboard. And chalk on her white blouse. Embarrassed, she quickly took a seat. The boys who sat elsewhere in the class laughed at the blackboard imprint which stood out so nice and clear now. She tried to pay attention but it was never her strong suit. Cady spaced out during the lecture. She played with her pencil in such a way it was more than suggestive. She pushed the pencil eraser into her cheek as if she was giving head and she chewed gently on the end as she tried to concentrate on what the three men were talking about. Cady dropped her pencil and purposely got out of her seat and
“However, we still need to discuss your future in this classroom.” Mr. Drake said still annoyed at her antics in class. “Yes, sir I understand sir. Can we also discuss my desire to be a live nude model for the class one day soon? I’d consider it a great honor, Mr. Drake.” “This is no time to be discussing something like that, young lady, when you’re looking at being permanently dropped from this course because you refuse to have any respect for authority.” Mr. Drake said nearly beet red in the face. “But sir, that’s just not true. I respect all authority. In fact I find it kinda sexy.” Cady said as she bit her bottom lip as she smiled innocently. Her insides went to lava as little fires erupted in the pit of her stomach. “You think you can just skate by with your skin tight miniskirts and wet white blouse that clings to your skin exposing your nipples through your push up bra.” Mr. Drake said getting aroused as he looked at her there in the desk right in front where he demanded sh
She enjoyed running her hand over Mr. Drake’s bald patch. It reminded her of the men in Ancient Rome who wore their hair in that fashion with the laurel leaves around the crown. She grabbed his head and tried to direct his tongue over her clit. Her soft moans encouraged the three men on. She ran her hand slowly over the length of her body. She did it slowly like the models do in the movies. The seductive maneuver captivated their attention.She turned her attention to them as she continued to explore the men surrounding her. Cady was bold in her explorations. Cady discovered Mr. Grier was awfully hairy on his chest. It wasn’t soft fine hair like the light spattering Mr. Drake had between his pectoral muscles. It felt coarse and thick. It took her by surprise when she caressed him under his shirt. He reminded her of a teddy bear. She slowly unbuttoned Mr. Grier’s shirt.He was a mass of bristly hair. It covered his chest, stomach and his entire back.She figured that made Mr. Grier
Mr. Grier wasn’t done just yet with Cady. He helped her put her leg up on the desk, crooked like she was trying to climb on it, giving him a clear view of her tiny puckered ass. He spit on his semi hard cock and rubbed it in as he spread her ass cheeks and licked the tiny hole causing her to hold nothing back. “Oh, you’re such a dirty boy, Mr. Grier!” She moaned loudly. “Oh baby, rim that ass. Yeah you know how I like it don’t you, Mr. Grier.” “That’s so hot!” Cady said as she bit her lip and moved her hair out of the way so she could watch Mr. Grier take her in the tightest of her holes. “That feels so wicked.” Cady moaned.The feel of his tongue there was unlike anything she had ever felt before. He eased a finger in and watched as she tried to grind against it. He finger fucked her ass for several minutes helping to loosen her up so it wouldn’t be as painful when he slid his cock inside her. He removed his finger and spit on his cock. “Fuck it; fuck my ass like I’m the
Cathy Lambert is a 19-year-old college student who needs to spend a week in Manhattan to interview for some internships. She's hoping to get one so she doesn't have to go back to community college in the rural town she's from. One of her parents' best friends from college lives in Manhattan and offers him a guest room. Cathy used to be close to him when she was little, but she hasn't seen him in several years.Matt Dunbar is fit and handsome, freshly divorced, and excited to have her visiting for a week. She's instantly attracted to him, and it's obvious he finds her attractive, but they both seem to resist because he's a family friend. Her first night there, she falls asleep while sitting next to him on the couch and wakes leaning against him with his head on her shoulder. She's completely embarrassed and turned on by that, but goes off to bed, and after she changes into her night shirt, she realizes she doesn't have a glass for water.She comes back downstairs to find him still s