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April's bottom was still stinging from her bare bottom six strokes of the cane as she walked up the path to Becky's house. April was staying at Becky's whilst her mum was away for the month on business. Today though Becky and her mum were away overnight leaving April with Becky's older sister, nineteen-year-old Clara.

April was still in her school uniform and gave her bottom a final rub before ringing the doorbell.

Clara opened the door and smiled at April. She had always liked April and even fancied her a little bit although she didn’t make a play for her as she was her younger sisters friend.

April also had a crush on Clara. She loved coming to Becky's because it gave her the chance to be close to Clara. She had even deliberately gone in to the bathroom when she knew Clara was in the bath and although apologising immediately she saw enough of Clara's naked body to give her a great orgasm when she masturbated just a few minutes later.

April decided to raise the subject of the punishment letter immediately. She looked at Clara who she thought looked so gorgeous in her red vest top and white shorts showing off so beautifully her bare legs and bare arms and with her breasts pushing out her vest top. She almost came just looking at her. "I, erm, need to tell you something, Clara," April said blushing.

Clara could see April's embarrassment and smiled to put her at ease. "What is it, April love?" Clara said affectionately. She had even considered making an advance today as Becky was away although quickly shelved the idea as Becky would be back tomorrow.

April held out the punishment letter as she explained, "I got the cane today and was given this letter. It asks for a parent to give me a bare bottom spanking at bedtime as a reminder and to teach me another lesson."

Clara really did smile this time. She had watched as Becky was spanked by their step-mum just last week for pretty much the same thing and of course she had been spanked by her mum several times when she had been at sixth form college. Clara always thought it unfair to start corporal punishment at sixth form college but now she saw April's embarrassment she was rather pleased. 

Clara took the letter and speed read it as she knew what it was likely to say, and it did. She put a stern look on her face and said, "Well mum is away so what do you want me to do?" It was almost rhetorical as Clara was wetting herself in anticipation as she was pretty sure what April would be asking.

April blushed and stuttered her reply, anxious not to make her feelings of attraction towards Clara too obvious, "If I don't get a spanking then I will get six more strokes tomorrow so as you are the only other person here I was rather hoping you would spank me," April knew that she more than hoped Clara would spank and was gagging for it. After all she knew she could have thrown the letter away after getting the text from Miss Summers and it was her choice to ask for the spanking.

Clara didn't know all the facts of course and so only focussed on the request she spank April. She certainly liked the idea of having her bare tummy lying across her bare thighs but wondered if that would make April hate her? She supposed though that April was fully aware that someone had to spank her and as she was the only logical choice reckoned she wouldn't really hold it against her.

Clara knew the rules and asked, "You know it has to be a proper discipline spanking?"

April winced but caught her breath as she glanced at Clara's bare thighs and bare arms and felt flutters flying around her vagina. She so wanted to make out with Clara but knew she would have to make do with lying across her bare thighs and having Clara rub her bare bottom with her hand. At least that was something she could masturbate thinking about. 

However, April did know that the purpose of the letter was that she be given a hard spanking and still blushing nodded her head albeit trying to look reticent as she replied, "I know, Clara, I know you must spank me really hard."

Clara nearly came at the docile and submissive reply and already couldn't wait until bed time. Well, April's bedtime anyway. "The letter suggests an early bed time, April, so how about you do your homework and then we have supper and straight afterwards you shower and get ready for bed?"

April liked the idea as if sent to bed early she will get to masturbate that much more quickly. "Okay, Clara," April agreed looking at the floor to make herself appear more contrite although she couldn't resist looking at Clara's bare thighs again knowing she would soon be lying across them.

April went off and did her homework. She had a test in the morning and needed to revise for it but then she was a conscientious student so that wasn't out of place. However, she was glad when the revision was over and she called down, "I've finished my homework."

Clara called back up, "Okay, April. Dinners ready so come downstairs as soon as you can."

April packed her books away and taking a deep breath made her way back downstairs. She knew though that she could easily avoid being spanked by telling Clara the letter was a joke. Mind you, she then reminded herself that she didn't have proof of that as she had deleted the text message. In fact, if she said anything then Clara might well just think she was a liar and hate her for it. On the other hand, she quite liked the idea of being forced to be disciplined with no get out as it made her even more aroused.

In addition, April also knew that Becky's step-mum hated her lying to her and spanked her whenever she caught her lying. Therefore, she might find herself getting another spanking when Becky's step-mum got home in the morning. April smiled to herself thinking how she could so easily end up just being spanked by Becky's step-mum which she didn't want and so as she got downstairs was still pleased she was going to get the spanking she wanted from Clara.

The girls chatted happily enough over dinner although there was a definite undercurrent of expectation. In fact, they both seemed to want to discuss discipline to get themselves attuned to what was going to happen straight after dinner.

April was more tense than Clara as she gave a stroke by stroke commentary of her caning.

Clara had also been caned at sixth form college and could relate to April's vivid description. However, it actually turned her on and her erotic feelings intensified when April told her that several of her friends had to be undressed when spanked and asked Clara what she thought about that.

"Oh, definitely," Clara said enthusiastically, continuing with, “I think humiliation is part of the discipline process and so naked is definitely right." After a moment, Clara blushed as she added with a less enthusiastic tone for effect, "Of course a discipline spanking isn't sensual or sexy and so being naked is a part of the punishment." 

April saw Clara blush and wondered why she was embarrassed at the discussion over being naked when spanked. April even wondered what Clara would think of her naked body but she knew that for a sixteen-year-old she had nice breasts, a flat tummy, and well-toned legs and arms and looked great in a bikini. At least her friends told her that and she knew from the looks she got from the boys that they thought so. She was in to girls though and didn't care what he boys thought. 

What April also knew was that she did find the thought of being spanked by Clara sensual and sexy and being naked made those feelings even stronger.

The girls finished supper and Clara ordered, "Okay, April, go and get showered and ready for bed. Call down when you are ready and I will spank you in the spare bedroom. In the meantime, I'll wash up and put the things away."

April licked her lips and swallowed hard as she got up and went upstairs to her bedroom. She quickly unbuttoned her school dress and pushing it downwards stepped out of it putting it on a hanger and hanging it on the back of the bedroom door. She unclipped her bra and let the straps slide down her arms catching it and putting it on a chair before slipping her thumbs inside the elastic of her knickers, pushing them down, stepping out of them, and putting them with her bra.

April looked at herself in the mirror and again felt good about her body. She saw her nipples were taut and she knew from the flutters flying around her vagina that she was so turned on at the thought of Clara touching her naked body. She did turn around and look at her bottom in the mirror and seeing the raised welts she felt tense at the thought of a hard spanking over the welts, but taking a deep breath though she picked up her bra and knickers and took them with her to the bathroom where she put them in the linen basket.

April spent a good few minutes in the shower soaping herself with her pink sponge and even carefully washed her butt hole to make sure she was especially clean there. She actually enjoyed washing herself there and had often wondered what it would be like to be kissed there. Maybe she would find out one day but doubted it would happen today but knew that she was going to experience something far more painful she knew.

April got out of the shower and looked at herself in the mirror as she dried herself and as she dried her pussy lips she felt aroused again. Of course, she still doubted Clara would give her anything other than the spanking and her sexual feelings would still have to be satisfied when alone in bed afterwards, just as she had done so often in the past of course.

April put the towel on the rail and taking a last look at her naked body turned and walked along the corridor and towards the stairs. When at the top she called down, "Ready, Clara," and walked to the spare room and waited for Clara to come up to deal with her. 

When Clara walked in to the bedroom April thought the look on Clara's face may have been the longing type of look she got from the boys and other girls who were in to girls rather than boys. It made her catch her breath. However, the look quickly disappeared from Clara's face and April even assumed she was mistaken.

Clara had looked longingly at April's naked body but reminded herself that she was out of bounds because she was Becky's friend. So, she quickly put a stern look on her face and sitting on the high-backed chair looked up at April and ordered, "Right, young lady, let's give you the spanking that your school has demanded you be given. So, come here and get across my lap."

For April, the mention of school immediately drove away any sensual feelings she had and she realised she had made a bad mistake thinking that Clara fancied her. She now knew it was going to be a discipline spanking and then straight to bed by herself and quickly reconciled herself to that fact albeit that it was disappointing.

April stepped across to Clara and eased herself down across Clara's oh so sexy bare thighs. She looked at the backs of Clara's sexy legs and felt Clara's hand rubbing her bottom and had such mixed emotions of desire and concern as her head dropped almost to the floor.

Clara looked up at and saw April's breasts and so wanted to kiss and suck them but as April hadn't shown any interest in her she hid her feelings of desire and kept her stern look even as April's face passed so close to hers. Once April had lowered her weight on her lap she looked longingly again at the lovely bare back, bare bottom, and bare legs. She looked at the back of April's head and could see in the dressing table mirror her freely hanging breasts but saw no look of desire on her face and so she grudgingly accepted she would spank April and then send her to bed alone.

In fact, Clara was getting annoyed with April that she showed no feelings towards her and even decided to spank her harder and for longer than she had originally intended to. After all, if the girl deserved a spanking then it should be a hard one. 

April loved the feel of Clara's bare thighs and the close-up view of the backs of her legs and the backs of her thighs. She felt so aroused but knew that she couldn't show it as Clara had always been a bit stand offish toward her whenever she was with Becky. She had hoped that with Becky away maybe Clara would look on her differently but she hadn't and now she was across her lap and about to be spanked she reluctantly assumed that she would end up in bed alone crying her eyes out and rubbing her bottom as she fell asleep.

Clara pursed her lips as she raised her hand and brought her open palm down firmly on April's bare bottom cheek. As she heard April gasp so she spanked her other bottom cheek and proceeded to land spank after spank on alternate bottom cheeks as she turned April's bottom deeper and deeper shades of pink and then red.

April gasped at the first spank as the stinging surprised her until she remembered the caning and that her bottom was already in a tender state. As spank after spank landed so she struggled more and more to cope with the increasing pain and soon realised her eyes were filling with tears which was causing her vision to blur. 

Clara kept on landing spank after spank on alternate bottom cheeks until she decided she should spank several times on the same spot on the same bottom cheek which she knew from watching her step-mum spank Becky and other mums spanking siblings of friends caused increasing anguish and tears and that is what she did to April. Soon she heard louder and louder gasps and saw April squirming around on her lap and kicking her legs and clearly struggling to cope. It only led her to spank harder though because of her annoyance at the lack of sexual attraction that April showed her.

April gasped with each spank and as the pain intensified knew her tears would soon follow. She wasn't even aware that she was squirming around on Clara's lap nor that she was kicking her legs but just focussed on dealing with the awful pain. She hadn't reckoned a hand spanking could hurt so much but realised that it was the earlier caning that caused the current pain to be so much worse than usual. Indeed, the whole point of the punishment letter scheme was to renew the pain suffered at school in time for an early bedtime and April knew that part truly did work well.

Clara changed to spanking April on the soft skin where her bottom joined the tops of her legs knowing it was very painful and after spanking the soft spots there continued downward and spanked the tops of her legs. As she heard April sob so she spanked even harder having written off any chance of the two of them making out together afterwards.  

April fought back her tears but succumbed and as well as involuntarily squirming around on Clara's lap and kicking her legs she dissolved in to uncontrollable blubbering and even thought how humiliating that was as she lay across Clara's lap. All she wanted now was the spanking to end and she told herself how silly she had been to delete the text from Miss Summers.

Clara kept on spanking April even as she heard huge loud crying sobs, at least until she realised that April was really crying and that she had spanked her far too hard. So, with a sudden feeling of deep remorse she stopped spanking April and rubbed and squeezed her bottom in a bid to make things better.

April knew the spanking had stopped, or if not stopped was in abeyance for a while. She did find the squeezing of her bottom and rubbing and shush shushing all very helpful and indeed erotic as she settled down and stopped crying although still let out regular sobs. However, although the pain still gripped her she felt increasingly turned on by the attention she was now receiving from Clara.

Clara on the other hand was feeling remorse at the way she had dealt with April. After all, whilst she was supposed to give a hard spanking she knew she had been rather more aggressive than she needed to have been. "Get up, April, I think I have spanked you enough," she said knowing that that was an understatement.

A still crying April eased herself up from Clara's lap and immediately rubbed her bottom feverishly whilst stepping from foot to foot. She even forgot she chose to be spanked and just kept repeating, "I'm sorry," time and again.

Clara felt even worse and holding her arms out she said with feeling, "Let me hug you."

April fell in to Clara's arms and still crying hugged her back. Slowly she recovered and although still sobbing pulled herself away slightly and looked into Clara's eyes and without thinking leaned forward and kissed her on the lips.

Clara was taken aback by the kiss but still managed to press her lips back against April's and parting her lips ran her tongue along April's lips, easing her tongue inside April's mouth.

April felt Clara's tongue and immediately parted her lips and welcomed Clara's tongue in to her mouth, intertwining her own tongue with hers and soon both were kissing passionately. 

Neither spoke as they continued to kiss. Clara cupped April's breast in one hand caressing her and then took her other breast in her mouth and sucked and kissed her taut nipple.

April ran her hand down the front of Clara's vest and inside her bra and squeezed her nipple and realised it was taut and that Clara was clearly aroused. April groaned showing how turned on she was with the way Clara was caressing and kissing her breasts.

Clara pulled away and smiling at the still naked April crossed her arms and pulled her vest top over her head throwing it on to the dressing table. She undid her shorts and catching her knickers pushed both down to the floor and stepped out of them, scooping them up, and throwing them on top of her vest top.

Clara and April smiled longingly at each other and without speaking Clara took April's hand and led her out of the spare bedroom across the hall and in to April's bedroom.

Clara asked, "Best be in your bedroom as I have to leave by six o'clock in the morning and mum will get back at seven."

April smiled and replied, "Good thinking. I don't need to leave until eight-fifteen."

Moments later they were entwined in bed kissing and sucking the others taut nipples, kissing each other's tummies, and kissing licking and sucking the others pussy lips until they both climaxed together.

They smiled at each other as they kept on caressing and kissing and licking and fingering and bringing each other to another even huger orgasm. Even then it wasn't enough and they carried on making out with each other with their tongues deep inside the others vagina licking the others taut clit.

The making out continued until they were both exhausted but deliriously happy. Still they hardly spoke but their loving looks for each other spoke volumes.

Clara was the first to mention Becky. "What happens when Becky gets back?" she asked fearing the answer.

April laughed. “She knows I really fancy you and she said she didn't mind so long as she and I still hang out. She just didn't know how you felt about me but I guess I know now."

Clara smiled quizzically. "I'll give her a piece of mind for not asking me."

April laughed, "So will I as I didn't think we would make out tonight."

Clara laughed and said, "We aren't finished yet," as she leaned in and kissed April again.

It was another hour before they were both drained and fell asleep in each other's arms both feeling secure and loved.

When April awoke, she saw a note and bleary eyed read, "Sorry my precious, but I had to go to work. See you tonight. Can't wait to share a bed again."

April put the note to her lips and kissed it just as her bedroom door opened and Becky's mum came in. April was surprised but managed to say, "Hullo, Mrs M."

Karen Mason came in smiling wickedly and sat on the bed. "Hey, sweetie, I see you have a punishment letter downstairs that says you need a spanking? What happened?"

Karen had been surprised to see the punishment letter on the kitchen table as she had received a text from Miss Summers explaining how April had been inadvertently caned due to an error by Miss Coe although that error had been dealt with. She went on to explain that April had received a punishment letter but had been sent a text telling her to destroy it and April confirmed she had torn it up when going back to see Miss Coe for an apology. She also was happy to tell Mrs M that April had been made a Prefect.

Karen had intended sympathising with April for being caned when she shouldn't have been and congratulating her on being made a Prefect. However, when she saw the letter she couldn't help wondering how come she still had it when she told Miss Summers she had torn it up. 

April froze when Mrs M asked the question. She had forgotten the letter and presumably Clara had forgotten to sign it. What now she wondered? If she told Mrs M she was supposed to tear it up but let Clara spank her then she would have lied and Mrs M hated lying. It would be better to tell Clara that she let her spank her and hope she saw it as the ice breaker to making out, she told herself.

"Oh, erm, well," she stuttered.

Karen wasn't expecting April to stutter but just to say it wasn't valid and didn't need enforcing so reckoned something was amiss. "Did you get caned, sweetie?" She asked sounding as innocent as she could.

April didn't dare tell Mrs M that Clara had spanked her but couldn't think how to avoid answering Mrs M with anything other than, "I was, Mrs M, and I got given the punishment letter."

Karen still expected the truth but when April gave her answer she tried, "So do you need me to deal with you, sweetie, so you don't get caned again today?"

April licked her lips trying so hard to find a way out but saw Mrs M glare at her just as she did when telling Becky off before spanking her so she said dolefully, "Yes please, Mrs M."

Karen still couldn't understand why April didn't tell her the truth but reckoned if she didn't then she should get a spanking anyway. So, she said firmly, "You had better get up as I will need a good fifteen-minutes to spank you properly.”

April winced as her bottom might not be stinging now but she still had the memory of yesterday's spanking from Clara. Her lover, Clara. However, she was sure she couldn't tell Mrs M about that and so she pushed the covers away from her and got out of bed only then realising she was still naked.

Karen ignored April's nakedness and ordered, "Spare bedroom, please," pointing to the door.

April saw that Mrs M was in a white vest top and a floral quite short skirt with bare legs and knew that once again her bare tummy would at least partially be lying on Mrs M's bare thighs as she reluctantly but obediently walked across the hall and in to the spare bedroom looking at the chair that Clara had sat on just a few hours ago to spank her.

Karen called out, “Becky, come and watch me spank April in the spare bedroom.”

Becky was wide-eyed but smiling as she ran in to the spare bedroom and saw the naked April and the very cross look on her mum’s face.

Karen sat on the chair and pointing to her lap ordered, "Get across my lap young lady so I can deal with you."

It was a nightmare scenario for April. As much as she had wanted to be spanked by Clara and wanted to again so she didn't want to be spanked by Mrs M. She so loved having made out with Clara no matter how hard the spanking but knew after Mrs M spanked her all she would do is cry by herself.

However, April knew she had no choice. She could not admit to Mrs M that Clara had spanked her nor that the punishment letter had been withdrawn as in either case Mrs M would be bound to insist on disciplinary spanking rights for the rest of her stay.

Notwithstanding all of that, April knew that she had no choice but to accept that Mrs M was going to spank her on the presumption that she needed to have the letter signed to prevent her getting caned again at school and so without any argument she eased herself down across Mrs M's lap and as the floor once again came up to meet her face so she could not avoid seeing the backs of Mrs M's legs and the backs of her thighs that hung over the front of the seat. She also saw Becky’s legs to the side and heard her giggle. Once she felt the palm of Mrs M's hand rubbing her bottom she knew the spanking was moments away.

Mrs M was happy enough having April across her lap as she had suffered her answering back and flippancy for two weeks so far and there were plenty of times she would have been spanked her had she been Becky and so she reconciled that a spanking was at least deserved even without the punishment letter. As she rubbed April's bottom she saw the six raised welts which she had expected to see but thought her bottom looked red as though she had already been spanked. That was unlikely she reckoned unless she went to see someone yesterday on her way back from school but if she had then why hadn't that person signed the letter and why didn't April say so? It all seemed so strange to her.

However, she decided to try one more time and asked, "You do need this spanking to avoid being caned again, don't you April?"

April winced as she squirmed around and looked up at Karen and replied, "Yes, Mrs M, I do really need you to spank me," before turning away and looking at the floor again. 

Karen shook her head in disbelief as she took a last look at the back of April's head before raising her hand and brought her open palm down on April's bare bottom cheek. As her hand smacked down on April's bottom cheek and she heard the resulting gasp so she decided she may as well give the same long and hard spanking she usually gave Becky and used to give Clara before she turned nineteen-years-old. As spank after spank landed on alternate bottom cheeks with each one drawing louder and louder gasps she reminded herself of all the times she had wanted to spank April over the last two weeks and once again got in to the mind-set that they were the reasons for today's spanking.

April found the spanking even harder to take than when Clara spanked her. Of course, she had thoughts of passion when across Clara's lap but felt nothing like that right now. In fact, she felt more like a naughty schoolgirl than ever before as she fought back her tears and realised her vision had blurred again. As the spanks continued to rain down all over her bottom and the backs of her legs she gave up fighting and accepted the tears rolling down her face whilst knowing she was kicking her legs and squirming around on Mrs M's lap. 

Whilst April wanted the spanking to end she also knew Mrs M wouldn't be cuddling her afterwards as she never cuddled Becky either even though it was generally accepted that after a spanking she was a good girl again, at least until she misbehaved again anyway. 

Karen saw that she had turned April's bottom cheeks and the tops of her legs even redder than she normally did when spanking her step-daughter's. Even so she landed another couple of dozen even harder spanks on each bottom cheek and the top of each leg drawing especially loud cries from April as she kicked her legs and squirmed around on her lap before deciding to stop the spanking and sit with her arms folded as the crying continued.

April felt the stinging cascade around her bottom even after the spanks had stopped and as she tried to recover told herself that she had earned the spanking all by herself for lying and manipulating Clara. It was her own fault that she didn't get Clara to sign off the letter and put it out of Mrs M's sight as well and so really, she deserved everything she got.

Once April's crying turned to sobs Karen ordered, "Okay, April, get up."

April eased herself up and once standing rubbed her bottom furiously just as she had after Clara had finished spanking her. She looked at Mrs M hoping for a maternal hug at least but saw her sitting with a frown look on her face and her arms and legs crossed staring sternly back at her.

Karen saw the distress April was in but had little sympathy as she had lied about the Punishment Letter and clearly someone had already spanked her and so she decided to press with a firm, "You know, April, I already spank Becky and it seems to me that now I have spanked you once I should have disciplinary control over you for the two weeks you are staying here. Do you agree?"

Becky smiled and even though April was her best friend couldn’t stop herself saying, “I agree, mum.”

April winced but supposed she knew it would come to this and as Becky had already told her she thought it unfair that only she was spanked even when they both earned it she had no choice, and nodding her head replied, "Okay, Mrs M, I guess so." In any case, April supposed she was now used to being spanked and it wasn't anywhere near as bad as she had thought it would be. Then again, maybe it was more correct to say that the spanking itself really hurt but afterwards the stinging became erotic and even if she didn't make out afterwards she would certainly masturbate.  

Again, Karen was astounded by the quick acceptance and lack of argument but smiled and standing up said, "Good, I'm glad that is settled. Now let me sign that letter of yours.” 

April had once again forgotten all about the letter and now reckoned that was because she wasn't going to be caned if it wasn't signed. Mind you, Mrs M may have asked tomorrow whether she had been caned again if she had forgotten so it was just as well she picked it up.

Half-an-hour later April was dressed in her school uniform and was walking to school with Becky albeit her bottom really stung. She quickly explained what had happened about being caned wrongly, not tearing up the punishment letter, and Clara spanking her and then making out. 

“So, you got two spankings you needn’t have got if you had told the truth?” Becky said in an astounded tone.

April blushed as she admitted, “I thought it would be a good way to get close to Clara as I knew you wouldn’t mind. I just didn’t expect Mrs M to spank me as well.”

“But a spanking? Was it that sexy?” Becky asked still amazed.

April admitted with a smile, “Actually a stinging bottom isn’t anywhere near as bad as I thought it would be and Clara likes the idea of spanking me again. I think it will make us even closer.”

“Yeah, but what about mum now she also has the right to spank you?” Becky asked with a smile as she was definitely pleased about that and just thought how cool it was that they would both most likely be spanked again by her step-mum.

April blushed and returned Becky’s smile. “That isn’t so good but I guess I’ll have to accept it.”

As they walked April’s phone rang and she saw it was Clara.

"Hey, I didn't sign your letter but it’s okay as I sent a text to Miss Summers telling her I spanked you last night,” Clara explained with a cheery tone. 

April swallowed hard as she had told Miss Summers she had torn the letter up, but she couldn’t admit that to Clara who might think she had been hoodwinked in to spanking her. “Oh, erm, that’s cool, Clara. Thank you for that.” 

April reckoned that she would probably get asked how come she got spanked but she would tell Miss Summers it was a joke text. That should do it, April told herself. Mind you, she still had to tell Clara how come Mrs M would most likely spank her if she misbehaved, but she supposed she could just say she had to accept the same rules and punishments as Becky did, and so she felt relaxed about that as well.

Clara continued, "Hey, it was so cool spanking you last night and then making out afterwards and we have to repeat it at least when Becky isn't around. Anyway, how is your bottom?"

April admitted smiling at Becky as she replied, "My bottom stings but quite nicely, actually. Becky will be fine if we go out, just so long as I still hang out with her. Really she will be and I will definitely be staying her best friend."

Clara was relieved. "That is great, April. I have a party on Saturday night and need a plus one so can you be it?"

"I'd love to," April replied happily.

April played over in her mind how she would answer Miss Summers about ’s text and reckoned she would pull it off. She still had the letter signed by Mrs M and of course that was going to go in the bin for sure this time.

As April kept walking to school she knew her life had got more interesting. She would never have expected to have found being spanked or caned so erotic and yet she had. It wasn’t the pain alone, she realised. Was it the feeling of submission with the upside view of the backs of ’s and Mrs M’s legs perhaps? Maybe more than that she realised that it was the feeling of being loved and that Clara’s love for her was emphasised by the hard spanking she gave her. The same was likely to be true of the spanking by Mrs M which was a truly maternal discipline spanking. Yes, that was it she told herself, and she so wanted to be spanked again and have those same loved feelings.

April also acknowledged to herself that her life had also become more complicated. She had a girlfriend who would spank her and make out afterwards although the older sister of her best friend, and for the next two weeks she would be subject to being spanked by Mrs M as well. So, either way she knew she would get spanked several times over the next two weeks but smiled to herself as she rubbed her bottom as she walked and knew it was going to be far better than her life of just a few days ago.

It was even stranger as the changes to her life had all stemmed from a mistake by Miss Coe, April reminded herself as she kept on rubbing her bottom. Of course, if she misbehaves at school it will be a caning she would most likely get rather than a spanking. Did Prefect’s get caned she wondered, and had the weirdest of feelings that she was likely to find out.

April and Becky got in to College and Miss Summers saw them and waved them over. April quickly played over again in her mind the lie she would tell Mrs Summers about Clara’s text. However, what April didn’t realise yet was that she had left the punishment letter at home by mistake and Mrs M had also sent a text to Miss Summers saying she had spanked April to satisfy the terms of the punishment letter.

 

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Can all mistakes be fixed? MISTAKES… Some mistakes can’t be overcome…. I came home at my normal time on Friday and was surprised Susan, my wife wasn’t home yet. I got off at five o’clock and was always home by five thirty, every day. Susan got off at four and was home before me all the time. I assumed that she was going out with her coworkers after work. She did that a lot on Fridays. But she almost always told me she was going before she went. I started dinner...

Wife
3 years ago
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When Mistakes Happen Chapter 5

April and Becky glanced quickly at each other as they saw Miss Summers beckon them over. Remembering immediately how she had lied about tearing up her punishment letter, April knew this could be a difficult discussion but she had prepared her answers so hoped for the best.Miss Summers was her usual authoritarian self as she glared at April and said sternly, “Miss Coe wants to see you in her study.” Miss Summers didn’t wait for a reply but turned her stare to Becky and ordered, “You can go to...

Spanking
1 year ago
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Altered Fates The Mistakes of Others

Altered Fates - The Mistakes of Others By KathyB Learn from the mistakes of others; life is too short to make them all yourself. Chapter #1 Jim Collins was nothing if not methodical. An engineer by trade and obsessive compulsive by habit, he carefully planned his day's activities so as to minimize wasted effort. He rose routinely at 5:00 am, tended to personal hygiene as the situation warranted, poured a cup of hot black coffee from his...

2 years ago
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Mistakes Happen

I like to write stories like this, but I'm no good at it. It's all in good fun I'm Gre9ory. My household consist of just me and my mom. It's been that way since as long as I can remember. I don't know my dad. All I know is that he's black. Mom never mentions him. She won't even tell me his name or age. My mom is a fat lady. She's both fat and not so attractive. I know since she's my mom, I should think she's beautiful, but she's a little below average. For some reason, she...

3 years ago
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My wife paid for my mistakes

Introduction: It started out innocently enough…… My wife paid for my mistakes It started out innocently enough….. My wife Kelly and I were driving back alone after dinner out with some friends. I turned to Kel and said hey, its early, why dont we go over to that Gaslight bar and have a drink maybe a dance before we call it a night. Its right down the hill from the house. Kel, said sure, for all time weve lived here weve never gone there, lets do it. Kel reminded me that her friend Joy said it...

3 years ago
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Mistakes

This is just a bit of fun. It was supposed to be quite short, but it sort of got away from me. It pokes a little fun at the cuckold stories on the site. As such it could have found a home in ‘Loving Wives’ but I think that would put the emphasis in the wrong place. It could have gone into ‘Humour and Satire’, I suppose. Yes, I agree the tale is a little far fetched, and the moral issues raised are complex, but don’t let that spoil your fun! If it does – stop reading: there is enough suffering...

2 years ago
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New employee pays for her mistakes

I'd been running my own publishing company for some time now and had also made a lot of money from my photography. My first couple of of books and art pieces had been a major success as well, so I suppose you could call me semi famous, definitely rich; and now with the publishing company definitely in a position of power. So I had asked an employment agency to send me a personal assistant to work closely with me and because of the amount of work I had. I needed someone who would follow my...

3 years ago
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If you dont make mistakes you dont make anything

If you don't make mistakes, you don't make anything... My friend Steve made a mistake that got him a wardrobe full of girl's clothes. It happened at the beginning of the summer before our final year at school. We needed more money to do what guys our age do, so we both tried our parents. It felt to us like they had discussed it and made a joint decision on how to respond to us. When Stevie told me what his parents said: "It's time you learned that money doesn't grow on trees, get...

3 years ago
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A Mothers MistakesChapter 5

Chris was still filled with emotions the following Saturday. He sat at the breakfast table in a tee shirt and jogging shorts eating a bowl of cereal thinking about what he should do. His anger had only grown during the week and he knew that it would eat at him until he said something. "Good morning Chris," Allison said as came into the kitchen and went over to make her morning cup of coffee. "Morning," he mumbled in reply. She set the coffee maker and turned to Chris. "Chris, we have...

3 years ago
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MistakesChapter 4

A fourth major event happened four weeks or so before Christmas, on a Friday in November. The two of us went to my favourite restaurant to celebrate Cassie’s birthday. She always told me it was the day her age caught up with mine a little: instead of being six years younger, she was five! We had finished our delicious main courses when Cassie looked surprised. “Hey,” she said. “You remember months ago a woman came to the flat looking for you? Well she’s just walked in.” I looked up, and...

1 year ago
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Dont make my mistakes

Stacey often wandered round the house naked since her only daughter, Becky, had started university a year last September. Stacey sighed as she looked at a picture of Becky on the fridge at age 10 with her freckled face and blonde hair falling in short soft curls framing her pretty face. “You haven’t changed much despite being all grown up now,” Stacey thought to herself as she recalled how in a whirl Becky had turned 18 then after a ‘total blast in the sun’ as Becky had called it, had packed...

2 years ago
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Dont make my mistakes

Stacey crept down the stairs and quietly went into the kitchen without turning on any lights as there was enough glow coming in from the outside to allow her to see where she was going. “Seems funny creeping about my house,” Stacey thought to herself as she opened the door to the tall upright fridge and was suddenly illuminated in the glow, revealing he naked body. Stacey hadn’t bothered putting on a nightdress or grabbing a gown as the house was still warm though at 2 am it was starting to...

2 years ago
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Paying For My Mistakes

Paying For My Big Mistakes Written by "Christine" Synopsis: A young man pays the price for using a date rape drug on the wrong women. Part I I'm a 25 year old male, a little slim for my 5'10" frame, weighing in at about 150 pds. Completely heterosexual, I love to cruise the bars. Not the best looking man, I decided after many failed conquests to give myself a better chance. After purchasing a 'date rape' drug from a friend, he advised me to simply put one tablet into a girls...

1 year ago
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Johns Property Part 2 Correcting Mistakes

I woke up the next morning when my phone chimed with a text. Noticing it was from John, I quickly grabbed my phone and opened it.-Forget something?I started to rack my brain for what he could be talking about. First, I thought about my gear, wondering if I had left something behind. When I was sure that wasn’t it, I began to replay the night before, that’s when it dawned on me. The video! John had instructed that if I masturbated, I had to send him not only pictures of the aftermath, but also a...

Gay Male
1 year ago
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Mistakes Ive Made A Few But Then AgainChapter 3

Jim decided to take the whole two weeks of bereavement leave. He stayed in and around his house, taking care of some maintenance things like painting his hallways and the living room. He spent a whole afternoon rearranging his closets and getting rid of the junk that just seems to accumulate when you aren't paying any attention. He laid new linoleum in his kitchen and replaced two leaky washers, one in the master bedroom's bathroom sink, and the other on a faucet in the kitchen. While the...

1 year ago
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Fund Raising Redone by RoxanneChapter 8 Wont Make the Same Mistakes Again

We walked back to Brandy's apartment. Along the way, Brandy told me if we wrestled again, I shouldn't expect to win. She said she wouldn't make the same mistakes again. My only reply was "neither will I." I wondered, silently, if she thought I was good, or just got lucky? I knew the answer was yes, to both choices. We spent an hour in her hot tub. Then we went inside, and shared a hot shower. Then we went to bed, but we didn't sleep. I was exhausted when I finally left that evening,...

2 years ago
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Sometimes mistakes do happen but they can be real

A few weeks ago I was wandering round some of the nice tv/gay sites for this area of France when I got a message from a guy asking me if I would like to meet. Well, I was very horny at the time, so nothing new there, was aching to do something to somebody or have them do something to me, you know the feeling, when you ache to feel something nice and long in your mouth or being slipped in your pussy.I thought to myself why ever not, he seemed like a nice guy, he wanted to meet on his way home...

3 years ago
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what ever happenz happens

Also be sure to read my other storys all comments arw welcome ok here goes hi my name is fred i live in k-town also known as kingston upon thames i am fourteen years old and i am about fiive foot and ten centimeters tall i have brouwn hair and Light skin ich haser ein swester (yeah im also half german) she is thirteen years old and slightly shorter than me she has thr same skin type and also the same colour hair and now the story begins i woke up one morning and as i...

3 years ago
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Mistakes and Choices

(This short story came to me nearly all at once. Don't worry, A Bet to Lose will continue.) Polly was under a lot of stress. One of the main sources, at least on a day-to-day basis, was her children. Her seven-year-old daughter, Nicole, usually acted far younger as she was often in a world of her own making, a world where she was usually a special superhero who could and did do pretty much anything. While her mother tolerated her daughter's imagination, it really didn't help when...

2 years ago
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My wife paid for my mistakes

It started out innocently enough..... My wife Kelly and I were driving back alone after dinner out with some friends. I turned to Kel and said ‘hey, it’s early, why don’t we go over to that Gaslight bar and have a drink maybe a dance before we call it a night. It’s right down the hill from the house.’ Kel, said ‘sure, for all time we’ve lived here we’ve never gone there, lets do it’. Kel reminded me that her friend Joy said it was a meat market for middle aged singles but then added...

3 years ago
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Miscues and Mistakes

Chapter 1 We probably all watch television or go to the movies. I know we at least read stories or you wouldn't be reading this right now. I have often wondered how these actors and actresses make love or at best have sex. I watch them and try many of the things they do but it never turns out the same. Maybe it's just me. I know I've talked to a couple of friends and they seem to have a few problems also. Let's see how you relate to some of the situations. Let's start by me undressing...

2 years ago
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Happenstance Part One

Happenstance - Part One By: Light Clark Synopsis: To Reggie Fullerton, nothing was wrong with his life. Sure, he wasn't the most handsome of men, and it wasn't as if his job was going to make him rich, but that didn't mean he felt there was any need for a change. However, one doesn't always need intent for such things, just a little happenstance. Chapter 01 Ert! Ert! Ert! The blare of the alarm clock cut through the morning, ripping me from peaceful slumber and pleasant...

3 years ago
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Forgive Yourself For The Mistakes You Have Made Divine Love Chapter VI

We all make them, the difference is what we do after we make the mistake, how we see the mistake - a learning experience or a failure.Dr. Julie Alexander had gotten up at 3:00 a.m. to see her husband off on his month-long business trip, and after trying unsuccessfully to get a few more hours of sleep, she was now sitting in her office waiting for her first appointment. As she did, the memories of what had happened with Jamie Bradley the day before were still fresh and vivid in her mind, and the...

Incest
4 years ago
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Mistakes Were Made

Renea's big mistake was a simple one. One day she was reading a story on Fetlife. Aroused by the power of his prose, Renea sent some feedback to the Author. The story was called "You Will Submit". It is about a young woman being attacked in her flat, then reluctantly being fucked. The man wore no protection. The chances were high that he made her pregnant.The author received the feedback and replied. He asked her about her fantasies and soon they were chatting online. At thirty two years old,...

2 years ago
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Whoops 3 But Not all Mistakes Turn Out Bad part 1

Phil fought his way slowly back to consciousness. He had only vague surreal thoughts coming and going into focus in his head. He couldn't quite put his finger on it; nothing hurt yet his body felt wrong somehow. His arms were pinned under the blankets, the feeling of being restrained was an irritant. The only logical explanation was that someone had tucked the blankets in too tight. He shifted in bed trying to free his arms and noticed that his ass felt huge, like he was laying on...

1 year ago
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MistakesChapter 5

Four days passed. Cassie came on Wednesday and of course asked me about Rachel. I told her what had transpired and she looked askance then disappointed, saying nothing, but the next day she came back straight from work. “Rod,” she said before she even sat down, “you are the biggest idiot in the universe. Sit down.” I sat; she loomed over me. “This is very important, Rod,” she said, hands on hips, as if talking to a child. “I want the absolute truth. Think carefully about your answer....

1 year ago
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MistakesChapter 12

Somehow after a helter-skelter rush through the flat, we found ourselves in the bedroom and she was standing by the bed, legs apart, hands on hips, now confident in herself, brazen. She was perfect in every way. I moved to take her in my arms again but she held up her hand to arrest my progress and began to strip rapidly. She crossed arms on the hem of her sweater and flung it up and to the left, followed by her tee shirt which flew to the right. Her skirt was pushed down and allowed to fall...

3 years ago
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Short and PointyMistakes

Do you remember the worst mistake you ever made? Well, I do. Vividly. Oh, I’m Anna by the way. You met me and my sister Bella earlier. Anyway, my mistake. It’s only been a couple of weeks, actually, so I can remember every detail. It was a torture session, of course. I was alone, I don’t have a master or mistress at the moment, and my sister didn’t have time to play. So I got myself ready for a nice evening of self-torture. You see, I was lying down on my x-frame. You know what an x-frame...

4 years ago
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Hey It Happenned to Me

Paul, my dad passed away a few years back in an accident that rocked my family to pieces. But we pulled through it with just scratches. We all have our different lives now. When I say we all, I mean my sisters, my mother and me. So let me tell you about us now. My name is Mick. I have two sisters Rachael and Jennifer. Rachael has a body you could call a perfect figure. A real good-looking piece of work. She is doing her post graduation. She occasionally has a boyfriend change. She is a few...

3 years ago
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What i wished had happenned cont from last story

Now in my last story i told of my only almost gay experience of jerkin beside my buddy when we were younger. Ive always thought of what i wished had happened and today i decided to write it down. Read my other story first before reading this one :)....So there we were, two drunk teenager but naked jerking off beside each other watching some porn. As we continued to jerk i couldn't help but watch him stroke his cock. All i wanted to do was touch it. Eventually he looked over and noticed i was...

1 year ago
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Strange Things Happenning Part 1

Hey, guys, my name is Varsha { real name }   It’s my first story nd also of my life. Hope you like my story and give me feedbacks too. So coming on topic   I’m from Jaipur city, Rajasthan and my age is 22 yrs with fair complexion body that is 5’8″ height with fat on perfect places and very sexy curves with 34d boobs and dark nipples. 4 years back I was a guy with not much muscular body but with little chubby chest and curvy ass. My friends in school used to tease me by sometimes squeezing my...

4 years ago
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No Strings Attached Mistakes Are Made

The party is pretty boring. It's full of loads of preppy guys and women just getting on each other. Justin seems to be enjoying himself, though. He and Becka had hardly kept their hands off of each other, and it makes me feel sick knowing I had fucked her the night before. I had told him about it, but he shrugged, uninterested. He just wanted to get laid.I feel like being by myself so I go upstairs into what is evidently a study. I'm not used to being sociable after spending so much time by...

BDSM
2 years ago
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My Wife Paid for My Mistakes Part 2

For weeks following her rape Kel wandered aimlessly around the house in dazed and contemplative silence. We seldom spoke and when we did the conversation was always degraded to the same conversation. I would tell her that it wasn’t her fault and that I should have never let it have gone so far. She would shake her head and say ‘NO’, she talked me into letting him take her into the parking lot, it’s her fault, she’s stupid, she’s a fucking slut who got what she deserved. I tried to...

2 years ago
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Thinking With My Dick Ch7 Permanent Mistakes

Yeah, it's been a while. Life happens, and writing this was one of the casualties. While I do have plans for quite a bit more of this story, it may take some time to actually get the chunks on the page. Sorry to those who've been waiting, hopefully this is enjoyable. =================================================================== I woke up the next morning before the sun came up, disoriented and desperate to pee. I rolled out of bed and almost collapsed sideways into the wall...

2 years ago
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A Mothers MistakesChapter 9

As had happened a lot lately, Chris was in a daze the next morning when he got up. He knew what happened last night wasn't a dream... it had been unbelievable, but not a dream. For the first time, he found that he felt guilty. It almost seemed that he had taken advantage of his mother. She had obviously had too much to drink last night and he could have stopped things before they went too far. Unfortunately, he hadn't had the moral character and now he feared that his mother would somehow...

2 years ago
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A Mothers MistakesChapter 11

It was an early spring morning when Allison and Chris's lives changed forever. Spring was in full bloom and the weather had turned unseasonably warm. The windows of the Hudson house were open and the noise of birds singing in the trees outside awoke Chris earlier than normal. He slipped out of bed and stuck his head out of a window overlooking the driveway and saw that his father had already left for his regular Saturday morning golf match. Seizing the opportunity, he quietly padded down the...

1 year ago
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MistakesChapter 2

We had decided we would not go along with Gary’s plan to cuckold him, and were trying to find a plan which would stop him farming her out to someone else. It was at this point that she came up with the beginnings of a cunning plan. “Well,” she said again, “I know I can trust you, and I already like your company. Gary doesn’t have to know what I actually do with you. I can tell him you use condoms, and I can easily make it look like I’ve had sex. Could we just meet? I want him to suffer for...

2 years ago
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Mistakes Were MadeChapter 2

The following Monday after work I put on the disguise and went to the bar I had followed Parker to on several occasions. He was there when I walked in. He was shooting pool by himself so I got a beer and went over and asked him if he wanted to play. He said, "For a beer?" I said, "Sure." We played three times I won twice he won once. As we were drinking a beer after the last game I introduced my self as Glen Jackson and he said he was Chris Parker. We talked for a while and I asked him...

2 years ago
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What just happened0

there was what looked like a jail cell-style toilet, a drain in the center and sorta weirdly a king-sized four poster bed – quite feminine in its appearance: frilly and fluffy pink pillows and quilt The last thing I remembered was smoking from a pipe with Danell and Donnell McPhillips ,twin brothers I knew from school. And drinking a coke they had told me had a little rum in it. We had become friendly in a kind of a weird way. They were juniors and varsity football players -all...

1 year ago
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it just sort of happened2

Toni gave me mainly bland things items for kitchen etc but I took a different approach I wrote a list for sexual things that I would like, it went like this: I would like a blow job. Sex in a new position or location, Slide up and drip the come from your pussy all over me after we fuck then make me lick your pussy clean while you lick me clean, wear only sexy see through nigh ties while we are home and no panties (which really is not a problem since she does not wear panties most of the time...

2 years ago
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A Strange Happening0

My name is Ian and the story I am about to relate, you might think is a strange one, but it is all true though hard to understand. It started some 18 months ago, I had been working away from home, I am a self-employed software engineer, and had been working in Germany for a month. When I arrived home at about 2200 the house was in darkness, this, I thought, was very odd. My wife Sue and I had been married for 25 years, and when I was away, she always stayed up to welcome me back home in a way...

2 years ago
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A Strange Happening1

My name is Ian and the story I am about to relate, you might think is a strange one, but it is all true though hard to understand. It started some 18 months ago, I had been working away from home, I am a self-employed software engineer, and had been working in Germany for a month. When I arrived home at about 2200 the house was in darkness, this, I thought, was very odd. My wife Sue and I had been married for 25 years, and when I was away, she always stayed up to welcome me back home in a way...

3 years ago
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Accidents Happen2

Some may say that we had a “shotgun wedding” but neither of us felt that way, as we were genuinely in love. Eighteen years into our marriage we were still very much in love with each other. Of course, there are the regular ups and downs like in every long marriage, but everything levels up with time. That summer we noticed that our eldest, “our baby boy” as we still jokingly called him, was starting to mature a lot. He was spending ever more time with his friends outside home. To us he said...

3 years ago
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it happenedon vacation and continued at home pt 5

I don't know why but fucking a girl in the ass is something I always had wanted to do. Sure pussy is great, hell its fantastic but there is just something about the thought of fucking a girl in the ass. Maybe its just the fact of going in thru the out door (so to speak) or a girl being in that submissive position and you know your about to enter where your not supposed to or that you know its a tight tight hole and it just has to feel so dam good, perhaps its all the above and the fact that...

2 years ago
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Howd that happen3

Comments/criticisms are welcomed by me. These stories are meant to be read serially. The next morning I was barely able to get off the ground. It seems something else did come up and I was able to cope with it. Barely. Those ladies almost did me in. This morning I felt like I might not make it so Sante Fe if this kept up. After thinking about that for a while I smiled to myself and figured, what the hell, if it happens I don’t make it I can’t think of a better way to go. But we really had to...

2 years ago
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Howd that happen3

Comments/criticisms are welcomed by me. These stories are meant to be read serially. The next morning I was barely able to get off the ground. It seems something else did come up and I was able to cope with it. Barely. Those ladies almost did me in. This morning I felt like I might not make it so Sante Fe if this kept up. After thinking about that for a while I smiled to myself and figured, what the hell, if it happens I don't make it I can't think of a better way to go. But we really had to...

Straight Sex
2 years ago
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Little Mistakes Ch 1

‘Dear Journal Girl, Life sucks good bye forever’ That’s how I should write it, short, sweet, and to the point, right? Well, wrong I’ve never been accused of being short and to the point, I am long winded in my suffering. So here goes the real writing. ‘Dear Journal, I have been on this planet for all of 17 yrs, and ever since I’ve grown out of my childhood it’s been nothing but pain. To have to fake happiness one more day is impossible. No matter how deep the razor cuts it never seems...

2 years ago
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Little Mistakes Ch 2

It’s midnight and the phone’s going off in Lydia’s apartment, waking her from a peaceful sleep. Her first year at college was really kicking her butt not to mention the part time job she was working. On the third ring she picked it up and knew it would be a bad omen. ‘Lydia,’ ‘Dove?’ ‘Well its been a year almost, and we should be celebrating. However I shouldn’t, three days ago, I forgot what color my blood was… Hell for all I knew it could have been purple. This is a recording if you...

2 years ago
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Chain of Mistakes Day One

Devin: 15 years old. 5 "7 1/2". Sandy, brown hair. Brown eyes. Nora: 16 years old. 5 "7". Long, black hair. Blue eyes. Rose: 18 years old. 5 "8". Semi-long, brown hair, usually kept in a ponytail. Blue eyes (like her mother and sister). I'm writing this because I know they'll be sending me off soon, but before that happens I have to tell you how it all started. It was not my fault and I had no intention of things turning out like this. they just sort of did. I'm sure that if...

3 years ago
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Where mistakes may take you Part 2

Now the kiss had confused Katie. She wasn’t a lesbian, she wasn’t even bisexual, but she could notice a women’s beauty and therefore appreciate it. Admittedly, she had formed a slight crush on Lucy during the short time she had known her, but that doesn’t mean she could go from being as straight as ruler to being either lesbian or bisexual… Could it? Katie entered her squalid apartment, barely big enough to accommodate a dog never mind a fully grown adult, but it was home. After spending the...

1 year ago
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Where mistakes may take you Part One

“I hate public transport. I hate shopping, especiallyChristmas shopping. Heck, I HATE CHRISTMAS!” Katie shouted as she exited the bus into pouring rain with bags of Christmas shopping in each hand. “Why did I sell my car? Why? I’m a fucking idiot that’s why.” She huffed and sighed heavily before snuggling into her scarf and shuffling the mile walk to her house. ******** “Oh well I wish it could be Christmas everydayyyyyy!” Lucy sang in her car as she flicked the tinsel surrounding her rear...

2 years ago
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Making Up for Past Mistakes

 When we’re young we do some really stupid things that we regret for many of our adult years. When I say “we” I’m talking about myself, of course. I don’t like to think that I was a bully, but I’m sure that’s the exact word people would use.In my defense, I can say I never physically attacked any of the boys my “gang” harassed, but that’s a lame excuse. In fact, I’m as ashamed to admit I was one of the wannabe thugs that followed the main bully as I am that I said the things I said.The targets...

Taboo
3 years ago
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Couple makes mistakes in Vegas

This story happened to me (us) at the end of June in Las Vegas. I am nervous and a little on edge. I was told by a friend to write it out and submit it to this site and another one like it. He feels that others on this site may have gone through something similar and would be able to give advice and feedback over what to do about all of the surreal events. My name is Mitch and my wife's name is Megan. We are from Ohio and have been married for 5 years . We have 2 boys ages 4 and 2 and our...

4 years ago
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Where mistakes may take you Part 2

Now the kiss had confused Katie. She wasn’t a lesbian, she wasn’t even bisexual, but she could notice a women’s beauty and therefore appreciate it. Admittedly, she had formed a slight crush on Lucy during the short time she had known her, but that doesn’t mean she could go from being as straight as ruler to being either lesbian or bisexual... Could it? Katie entered her squalid apartment, barely big enough to accommodate a dog never mind a fully grown adult, but it was home. After spending the...

Love Stories
2 years ago
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Where mistakes may take you Part One

“I hate public transport. I hate shopping, especiallyChristmas shopping. Heck, I HATE CHRISTMAS!” Katie shouted as she exited the bus into pouring rain with bags of Christmas shopping in each hand. “Why did I sell my car? Why? I’m a fucking idiot that’s why.” She huffed and sighed heavily before snuggling into her scarf and shuffling the mile walk to her house. ****** “Oh well I wish it could be Christmas everydayyyyyy!” Lucy sang in her car as she flicked the tinsel surrounding her rear view...

Love Stories
3 years ago
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Drunk Mom Mistakes Son For Husband

I am a 25-year-old guy and this  incident happened when I was 18. My mom is a 5ft 2in lady with 32-28-36, pear-shaped figure. Her complexion is wheatish and she is pretty looking. She is a cultured Indian housewife in the early years. When I was around 15, my dad began traveling a lot for his work and my mom would pass time with the neighbourhood aunties. Boredom got the better of her and she began to go to parties with them. She began to drink on social occasions and slowly the habit crept...

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