Not original color on this one. Supposedly from France in 1974.

 

Well Mary found I had been watching some Hetro porn..

I needed to be punished

 

SO yummy

 

I knew I shouldn't have lied. Mary fixed me with that look which says she knows what I have been up to and asked what I had been watching.

"Nothing " I replied trying to remain calm, my eyes roving over the outline of what I guessed was a strap on hidden inside Mary's jeans

"Follow me " Mary said, her voice firm and commanding

I followed like the naughty school girl to the bedroom where she beckoned and there on the bed was my laptop, open and playing on a loop a porno. A young girl with large breasts and a shaved pussy was being fucked by an older man

It was the of course the porno I had been looking at a little earlier while Mary was out .

"Kneel " Mary said pointing to the edge of bed

I shot Mary a glance, wondering whether I should apologise, appeal, or contest my guilt

"Kneel" Mary repeated, my eyes slashing past her crotch, imaging myself as the naughty school girl and Mary as the older man his big cock, eager to fuck my inexperienced pussy.

I knelt in front of the bed my stomach and arms stretched out over the mattress gazing at the sight of the young girl, her legs being forcibly parted

Mary lifted my skirt and paused, then carefully pulled my panties down to reveal my bare buttocks.

I shivered as Mary took a leather paddle from under a pillow and tapped my cheeks with it gently, making its presence known, reminding me of the punishment which was going to follow

Mary rubbed the flat of the paddle over my ass, turning it around and running the side between my ass crack, pushing it between my legs as across my soaking pussy

I gasped, and the paddle landed hard against my left buttock. I screamed out, then again, the paddle landing, this time on my right buttock

"So you lied " Mary said, bringing the paddle down on me once more. I didn't know whether to beg forgiveness, I didn't know if I was enjoying the punishment or no. The pain the pleasure. I looked at the girl squirming against her older dominant, the pleasure of his cock inside her a contradiction.

Before I could stop the words, they spilt from my lips in low moans of pleasure and pain

"Fuck me, fuck me "

I saw Mary put the paddle down, there was a pause before Mary began to undo her jeans. I climbed on to the bed, yanking my panties off from around my ankles

 

Papyrus vignette from the Book of The Dead of Henuttawy, c. 1069-525 BCE.

Every time there's a thread here about sucking your own dick, I always say I never could but I dream about it once a year. Guess it's a pretty old dream!



The winged serpent god Nehebkau is depicted on the left. In the center of the papyrus is Osiris, who lies beneath the personification of the night sky. On the right side of the scene, the goddess Nut arches over her consort, the earth god Geb (depicted here with the head of a snake).

The scene of auto fellatio is a variant on the usual scene of the cosmos as Nut and Geb (seen on the right of the frame); here however, specifically the night sky seems to be represented, and as a male who is identified as ‘Osiris Foremost of Westerners, maker of heaven, maker of earth, maker of the netherworld …’. The other figure is identified as ‘Geb father of the gods, the great god who made the earth and all that the sun encircles’. The fact that Osiris is ithyphallic presumably refers to the fact he is potent and resurrected, while Geb’s autofellatio is presumably a way of representing him as self-sustaining fertile – like the masturbating creator god: although alone, he is still capable of creation. The motif of Geb’s posture (but not the sex act) is paralleled in other scenes, which show the deity as androgynous to indicate fertility (see O. Kaper, The Astronomical Ceiling of Deir el-Haggar), Journal of Egyptian Archaeology 81 (1995), p. 179-82. Geb's aroused state is paralleled in other mythological papyri where is rising towards Nut.

 

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Mary punished me today. Bent over our kitchen table she told me to pull my jeans down. I did as I was told undoing my belt, pulling my jeans down to my knees, revealing my thong panties.
"Those too" she demanded, slipping her leather belt from the hoops of her pants. I pulled my panties down too and waited, my breath heavy and my heart pounding in anticipation.

I watched as Mary wrapped the belt around her hand and shut my eyes, unable to contain the rush of excitement at the thought of being spanked, scared, turned on, in need of that rush which the pain always gives to me.

 

Mary sidled up to me on the bed and lay there in silence for a few seconds before rolling on her side and planting a delicate affectionate kiss on my cheek. Mary ran her hand over my soft cotton top, feeling out my solid nipples which poked obviously through the fabric.

"No bra " she whispered. I smiled as Mary pulled on my nipples before traveling down across my stomach, pulling my top up a little and grazing her fingertips across the naked flesh of my belly.

"Tell me about the french guy at the hotel " Mary whispered, nuzzling my neck, planting gentle butterfly kisses across my neck.

I gulped as Mary pulled my short skirt up and pushed her hand into the waistband of my panties, her strong fingers searching through the thick tangle of dark blonde pubes to my damp hole.

"His name was Victor " I groaned as Mary pushed a finger inside me and my memory replayed the scene in my head as if I were a third party observing the sexy play unfolding in the hotel room

Victor undoing my blouse, pushing my breasts free before ordering me to turn around. I saw myself bent over the bed, reaching back to feel Victors dick through his jeans, glancing at the condom packet he had thrown to the bed.

I could relive that feeling of excitement, of longing and of lust. Victor pulling my panties down and sliding his cock into my soaking pussy as I yelled out in pleasure and surprise.

A man I had only met a few minutes before was fucking me and why not, it had seemed almost inevitable from the moment he walked up at me at the bar, the way we looked at each other, sometimes you just know.

Mary pushed her finger into me harder, "Wet " she said. I didn't reply I was enjoying Mary's running commentary, loving how she was fingering me, how I could myself getting wetter and wetter. I had no idea if it was the thought of Victor or Mary, perhaps both

" He was nice" I groaned, reaching down to pull my panties down for Mary. " He began to fuck me from behind " I grunted as Mary played with my clit.

"Were you shaved then " Mary asked

I nodded. " I bet that turned him on even more " Mary said playfully pulling at my pubes, before parting my moist lips

"Tell me more " she moaned, sinking two fingers into me. " were you very wet, was he married "

"I bet he was married" she whispered in my ear

 

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