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I always came to class early.  I liked to do a dry run of my lesson plan before the students arrived.  As I walked in this morning you were at the board writing something.

“What are you doing?” you were always in trouble here and I could immediately tell today would be no different. 

“I figured I would get a head start on all the naughty shit I am going to do today!”  You dropped the chalk and walked over to me.  Taking my laptop bag off my shoulder and holding my hand you walk me over to my desk.  “I needed to talk to you about extra credit.” 

“There is not enough extra credit on the planet for you to pass.  You don’t think just because you wiggle a bare ass in a skirt that your grade will skyrocket do you.”  I fold my arms as you shake your head no.  “No I know, but I was thinking something else?  I see how you look at me in class.”  

“You need to spend time *thinking* about your school work” I did look at you, how could I not the way you dressed like every man’s dream and teachers nightmare.  When you went to your knees and pulled my belt open I knew what you meant.  I looked at the door and back down at you.  Those soft wet lips, fingers pulling the zipper down.  I felt your hand move under my shirt and over my stomach as your other pulled me free.   Wide eyes and a gasp, your smile lightly wrapped around my cock.  

I could feel you moan with my cock in your mouth.  The thumping of my cock on your tongue as you attempt to swallow it.  I watched you choke it down and bob furiously on it as I felt the rise.   Your hand stroking, mouth sucking, nails dragging as I groan and lean back against the chalk board.  That naughty little *give it to me look* as you pull your mouth back, stand and bend over my desk.  I swatted your ass as pressed into you.  A little squeal as you look back and take every thrust.  My balls swelling and full as you push back into me.  Then I felt you pussy spasm and grip my cock as it erupted into your slick cunt.   You reached back and held me to you, making sure every drop was inside you.

“I guess you found out how to raise your grade.”  I tucked my cock back in my slacks as you stood and smoothed out your skirt.  “Give me your address and I will come over tonight an make it an A.

You were so willing, so wanting to be under my spell.  My words slipping inside of you as you lay back in the comfortable chair.  A test, a simple word to see how deep you had let me in.  “Undress” 

You stood, peeling off your clothes as your eyes locked on to the crystal.  Such a beauty you were, your need so great.  “Open your legs for me.” they spread as your lay open still captivated by the slow swing of the pendant.  “do you feel me inside you?  show me that you feel me.” Your hand moved up to your bare breast and teased your nipple stiff as your other hand slipped between your legs.  masturbating slow.  Your little finger gliding in your wet pussy.   “You are mine now, with I click my fingers you will wake feeling peaceful, rested.  When I click my fingers again you will cum on the spot, anytime, anywhere.”  I stopped the hypnosis with a click of my fingers.

Embarrassed a bit as you were touching yourself but quickly stopped.  A red hue to your cheeks and a dampness to your pussy as you start to sit up questioning what happened.  *snap* You gushed on the chair crying out with an intense orgasm like no other you have ever felt.  When your body stopped convulsing you started to reach for your clothes *snap* you screamed you came so hard as I stood over you.  “my god what did you do to me?”

“made you mine”

I started painting as a hobby, a way to privately express myself, relax, refuel a bit.  When one of my friends wived heard I painted she suckered me into face painting at a birthday party. How could I refuse a friend, so I looked up face painting.   I went to the party and the excitement in the kids faces pulled me in.  I started doing things at the schools and that summer decided to get a booth at the local fair.  Not only was it fun for me, it was actually beginning to be some great side income.  On the second night of the fair this girl approached me for a floral painting on her cheek.  I will admit she was smoking hot and she knew it.  When I was done she looked in the mirror and was so excited she kissed my cheek.  She handed me cash “If you let me take your picture and use it to show my work you can have your cash back.”  She agreed eagerly as i handed her money back and took her picture with my cell of her painted face. 

The next day she came back with a few of her friends.  “Wanna give them the same deal you did for me?” A bitten lip and flirty smile I did her and three of her girlfriends.  I snapped pics on my phone as they all bragged that they had the better paint job.  I was pumped that they were excited and welcomed the hugs and kisses I got before they ran off to enjoy the fair.  A few hours later they all returned as I was working on a little boy turning him into a dragon.  I smiled at them watching as she came over and whispered in my ear.  “Sure of course” I laughed at the question and replied.  She wanted to know if the paint could be used on bodies.  She nodded to her friends “we want you to come to a party next weekend.  you will make a killing” 

“Sure of course, a birthday?  graduation?” they giggled together “not exactly a family oriented party…”  she snagged my cell and texted herself a quick note so she had my number.  “I will text you the details.”  I nodded and thanked them all.  The fair ended and I had really raked in the cash.  I went and restocked hoping the girls were not messing with me about this party.  That night I got a text with an address.  I knew where this was and now presumed they were bullshitting me.  “That’s the nude beach” I responded and she replied it was.  Then she sent me a selfie of her in the bathroom mirror wearing nothing but her smile “Can you paint this?” I stared at that sexy little body and could feel the excitement, my mind racing.  “I will cover you in flower beautiful” she sent me a few more that night for inspiration.  I was inspired three times that night and twice in the morning.  Through the week she and her friends sent more selfies asking if i would be able to paint them as well.  By the time the weekend was here I so worked up I was not sure I would have a steady hand but there was no way I was passing this up.

I arrived at the beach to find it was some sort of festival, had no idea what for but a mix of young and old, bare or not strolled the beach under the decorations and hot sun.  I set up a table next to a woman that was selling massages and another couple that was selling jewelry that they made.  I heard her voice behind me as I lay out all the paints and my brushes.  I turned to see her and one of her friends naked and holding hands.  “You ready for us?” They had no idea how ready I was.  “Absolutely” she sat down.  “Actually for me to work on your body would you mind standing?”  She giggled and hopped up walking over in front of me.  I had her pick out a few colors and started on her shoulder. Moving around her breast and down her stomach.  She fought off the ticklish feeling as I took my time on her.  Down over her mound and along her thigh I painted.  Up and down adding new colors and detail.  Her nipple puckering as I painted the center of one of the flowers on it.  She was obviously aroused by the experience and so was I.  When I finished she stepped back moving around so everybody could see.   Her friend stepped up next “How much?”  Before I could say the girl covered in flowers said “$25 bucks!   I have to go show everyone and ran off.” Her friend wanted to be a warrior and loved blue so I went to work creating the look for her.  

I worked on her face and body and as I moved down along her pussy she leaned down and asked me to turn the brush around.  I looked up confused as I turned it in my hand, she looked around then she stepped closer and rubbed herself on the brush handle.  I just watched as she played until the blonde came running back.  She stepped back and I flipped the brush back around and finished her.  “You look amazing!” she looked over her freshly painted friend “I love the way the brush feels” She handed me the money with a wink as they walked off.  All day I painted faces, hands, arms, breast and even a few backs.  one bald guy had me paint his head.  I did refuse to paint cocks, just couldn’t do it.  The girls returned with other friends and just to watch and talk into the dusk.  I started to pack up with it getting dark as my flower lover returned.  “So why didn’t you use your special brush technique on me?” playfully teasing “I had no idea what she was doing…” she giggled “I know she told me but would you?”  I picked up a larger brush and turned to her.  I turned it around and gently glided it between her legs as I saw her hips move.  She looked around hoping nobody was watching but she ran her folds along the brush handle up to my clutching fingers.  I could feel how wet she was.  “Put it in me.” she whimpered as I slipped it inside.  “oh my god, oh fuck” she held my forearm and stepped into it.  “right there, please god” I moved it in and out as she tightened her grip and spilled cum down the wood and my hand.  She pulled herself off of it with a blushed smile.  “I needed that so bad, hope I see you next season” She turned and walked off into the night toward the bonfires they had lit.  “fuck” what a wild day.

I finished packing and loaded up my truck.  I made over a thousand and watched two girls get off on my brushes.  I was chuckling to myself as I loaded the last box of paints when I felt a tap on my shoulder.  Turning to see her she kissed me and rubbed her hands over my cock.  “I think you have another brush that should be used tonight….besides i didn’t pay you for everything you did for me so come on.”  She was obviously still horny and honestly I was rock hard so I locked the truck and let her drag me off in the shadows of the beach.  She pulled my clothes off “it is a nude beach you know” as she tossed them aside and got down to suck my cock.  I groaned as she devoured it,then pulled me down in the sand.  I felt her pulling me into her, legs parting and wrapping around my hips.  I eased into her and pumped slow and deep.  She clung to me and bucked under my thrusts.  She could feel I was close….”Paint me….paint my body baby please.” I knew what she meant so I pulled out and watched the warm splashes of my cream paint her body.   She stroked me and milked every drop on her body and rubbed it in.  

She walked back to my truck with me as her original floral painting was now glazed.  “I will text you my address so you can come wash all this off of me, give you a new pallet to play with.”  She kissed me again and rushed off in the dark.  I slipped on my pants and hopped in the truck.  I still had no idea what her name was but my cell lit up and another address popped up.  I wonder how may times I would paint her body before the morning?

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It started out as a girls night of drinking and confessions of sexual excursions.  Stories turned into bragging and a comparison on skill was challenged.  On a mission they rushed out of their sorority and over to the dorms to find a willing subject.  An easy task as they find one of the frat guys just coming out of the community showers wrapped in a towel.   They rush him talking over each other trying to explain their need for him to play a game.  

Looking over the girls how could he resist as they pulled him down the hall.  He pointed out his room as they impatiently waited for him to unlock it.   Shoving him through the door and re-locking it they push him back on his bed and start to undress.  A wide grin and a tented towel rising higher knowing he is about to have some fun.   They explain as they toss their clothes away that they each bet they were the best at giving hand jobs.  Pulling the towel away then knelt and set the parameters of the challenge.  No use of mouth, only their hand, rotating each girl every 60 seconds.  

The brunette grabbed his erection first and started tugging on his cock.   Every minute on the clock another set of fingers wrapped around his shaft as the others pouted.  They each stroked him harder as he fought not to cum.   They begged for it, wanting to be the champion of masturbation and as they each took their turns he was losing control.  Finally!  His cock spilled his cum on his stomach as they each took a turn to taste the benefits of the game.  One that they planned to do often.

You protested hiking in the woods but I ensured you it would be worth your wild.  Down the open trail into the treeline and up the steadily rising path.   Sun only able to peek in between the canopy of leaves and branches.  Nothing but sounds of nature until I pinned you to a broken oak.  Ripping your clothes from your body and swatting that cute little ass.  Turning you to hold the fragments of bark as I push my erection in deep.  Rough thrusts and mauling hands as you cry out.  Nobody can hear you so you let every animal in the forest know how good you are being fucked.   I can feel your cum pouring out of you as I drive my rod in faster, deeper.  Burst of cum erupting into you as I yell out.   We lay in the leaves and dirt laughing and looking up at the streams of sunlight poking through as you admit you could get use to the outdoors.

Kick off the new year with me!  A wild kinky party to get you hot and wet followed by a more intimate gathering at my place.  

We can share a few drinks after we slip out of our drenched clothing.  I will pop my cork and share a burst of something tasty with you.  Plan on spending the night as the roads will not be safe, curl up with someone special and share passion.

May you all have a playful, wild, naughty new year and hopefully you will let me into your mind and body again in 2017.

Kisses and spanks my sexy friends!

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I have to keep a sense of humor considering the draining year that 2016 was for me. I can’t complain, I have YOU to keep me smiling and surrounded in the warmth of your love. I think for 2017 I will just stay in bed……for the whole year. Care to join me for a year of passion and playful love?…..spanks and snuggles?…..I hope you say yes, you’re my smile. I need you here!

The temp agency warned her that the last few girls they sent to the firm came back complaining about harassment from the partners.  They would call in for a two day assignment looking for a new girl but rarely did they stay to finish the job.  She desperately needed the work and what would a few flirtations comments and a random slap of her ass really matter.  She dressed conservatively on her first day and immediately understood why the other girls said harassment.  These two were complete alpha males, loud, strong, controlling, degrading pigs and it was obvious they took what they wanted.  Any time she passed by there was an *undressing* look over and if she got too close, a grope.  At the end of her first day they complimented her work but quickly advised her that her attire was less than stimulating.   Catch their attentions they said.  They would expect anyone wanting to be a part of their team would do anything to help with getting their clients returning often.  

The next morning she dug a bit deeper in her closet  and pulled out a short little skirt and jacket with a white blouse that always fit her tightly.  She showered and put on matching bra and panties, slipped on her clothes and looked in the mirror.  She had a smoking little body but as she looked at herself she knew it would not be enough with these two.  She took off the blouse and then her bra.  She put the blouse back on with a few less buttons closed with a wicked smirk.  Then she reached under her skirt and slipped her panties off.  Hell maybe she could use her sex appeal to win them over for a full time position.  

“Lets see who is in control today!”  

Back to the office and she found her choice of dress was exactly what they wanted.  She could feel their eyes on her all day, when she went into one of their offices they found extra tasks to keep her there.  They even called her into two separate client meetings in the board room just to serve drinks.  The whispers kept her smile pasted on, she had their attentions alright.  She started to wonder by lunch time if she would actually have bruises from all the slaps and grabs to her ass but she really didn’t mind it.  She found it almost arousing.  

She did notice a few of the other office girls would go in and shut the door from time to time, they always came out looking a bit, used.  They would just straighten themselves out and go back to their duties.  She had to make her final push as the temporary assignment was over today.  After lunch she saw both partners working on a file together and there seemed to be some heated words about the direction they should take to close the deal.  She knew this was her chance so she walked into the office and closed the door as they both looked up “not now dear we have real work here…” she ignored them as she walked over and sat down with a slow crossing of her legs.  “You both have been arguing for close to an hour now and maybe you need a woman’s touch on this one.”  Their laughter was so loud and obnoxious she almost walked out with her middle fingers extended in the air but she fought the urge.  “Come on, you’re not afraid are you?”  

They looked at each other as they puffed their chests.  They walked over with the file and held it out for her to look at with a glare.  She was not talking about the file when she meant a woman’s touch.  She reached over and unzipped the file waving partners pants and reached in pulling out his cock.  Then the other partner, not as long but thicker.  She started to stroke their cocks at the same time.  “I think what you boys need is to relieve a bit of stress, you will think much more clearly don’t you think.” They agreed as they quickly took liberty with her breasts.  Pulling the blouse open and feeling her up as she stroked their egos in a way that would surely win her a spot here.   When they started to groan and maul her chest she knew the control was finally hers.  Now finish them off.  “I think you need this kind of attention daily, I mean who does not need a stress release from a HARD day.” she squeezed their cocks harder, stroked them faster, more deep groaning “Then I think you boys better find a position for me that satisfies both of your needs, I mean you want me here don’t you?” Nods and brutal grips on her tits with a full time offer stuttering from their lips “Awe you do want me, don’t you.  Ok boys I accept, you can cum on my tits to seal the deal.” They both shot thick streams of cum on her chest as she milked them.  Then a kiss to each crown and tucked them softly into their trousers.   She buttoned up her blouse over their seed “Now one of you call the temp agency and tell them you found your girl.  The other one needs to call HR and make sure to give me a package that makes me smile, I know you want this mouth smiling.”  She walked out with both of them picking up their phones and dialing.  Attentions caught!

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Photography was just a hobby, nothing more.  I would take my lunches or evenings when the mood struck me and head to the park or to the industrial sector, to a lake or to peak.   I had to admit I had a way about finding beauty in anything.  I had seen you before around town but today you were sitting out on the pier as the sun set.   I had been clicking away until I noticed your head down.  I walked carefully up from behind not wanting to startle you.  “Hey is everything ok?”  I pretended not to notice you drying your eyes.

A simple nod as you look out over the water.  I sat down beside you, not too close but close enough to start a conversation.  Maybe I should of left you be but I didn’t like to see people hurting.  Some light chatter exposed your recent break up, left for another after a long term relationship.  I admitted my own faults in dating and picking the wrong one but assured you that with your beauty it would not take long for another.  You thanked me but modestly denied my sense and sight.  “I beg to differ, I have an excellent way of seeing beauty and trust me you are a breath taker!’ A light laugh and repeated thanks.

We talked about our jobs and my hobby and after a bit we found ourselves walking the beach.  I clicked away at the final moments of the setting sun making sure to catch glimpses of you in the frames down to the silhouette at the end of dusk.  “That blush looks good on you.”

Now I was really not trying to hit on you, I mean any man naturally would but I recognized the fresh sting of your break up and didn’t want to be the rebound guy, been there, done that.  You invited me for a drink as we got to the lot and although surprised I accepted.   The next few hours at a local tavern our casual conversations became bolder, flirtatious, playful, and revealing.    Leaning into each other in laughter, light touches when we spoke as the night grew late you asked if I had ever photographed people.  It was an odd shift at the point we were but maybe you had realized we were headed for a one night stand and neither of us were really that person.  Attractions aside I reminded you of my dabbling hobby and that any portrait work was for a graduate or random person in the scene I was creating.  You asked to see my work sometime and I openly invited you anytime you wanted to stop by.  With that you stood up and picked up my cell phone.  you typed in your cell number and added it to my contacts.  

I smiled as I had obviously made a new friend and this rough day a bit easier on you.  I paid the tab as you dialed your number on my cell so you now had my number.  You wished me a good night and another thank you as I stood “Pleasure is mine for sure.” You leaned to me and kissed my cheek and walked off.  I finished my drink and wondered if I should try and call you in a few days as I walked to my car.  When I got home and slipped into bed my cell vibrated.  I looked down to find a message from you asking for my address and if I like wine.  I typed in my location and let you know I would have the glasses ready tomorrow night along with some pasta if it would please you.

The next night you arrived and we shared a bachelor prepared meal and a bottle of wine.  Warm conversation and laughter, we ended up in my living room flipping through books of photographs.  You complimented me and revisited the question about taking pictures of people.  “Well if I had a model like you I would spend my whole day taking pictures” a flattering flirt as you set down your glass.  “Get your camera as you stood and started to undress.”  Now you had never mentioned nude photos but I was not about to pass up this playful moment.  I grabbed my camera, where would I take them?  I started off lighting a quick fire and having you relax on the couch.  The flames highlights flickered over your body as you posed.  Was the hottest thing I have every done in my life and your smile was delicious.

You had mentioned the other night certain things you liked, the beach, a bottle of wine and I recalled one of the issues your ex had was you were too wild for him.  Always wanting to push boundaries as he was more traditional.  Now it hit me, this photography in the nude was just you trying to be……….you.  I refilled your wine and took some fun playful pics in the kitchen as you drank and teased.   I was so aroused by you I could barely think.   I needed something off the charts for you, really make the experience and push my own boundaries.   I took your hand and led you to my spare room.  You saw the bed and immediately climbed up, you were ready for more than pictures.  I was not the only one turned on by the shoot.  “Give me a minute..” I rushed out of the room and too the garage, found what I wanted…made a few cuts and rushed up in the room.  As I looked at the bed you were gone and I worried for a split second that you left only to catch you sitting in the tall chair.  You had moved it in front of the mirror and had opened your legs, admiring your body.  Hell so was I.

I didn’t ask, I moved behind you and pulled your arms back, when you felt the rope you smiled at me in the reflection.  I bound your wrists then your ankles.  I took pictures through the mirror of you as I could see you watching.  Then I set the camera down and went to untie you.  Kneeling at your legs you told me not to let you go.  I looked up at you, moved my hands over your thighs and ran my tongue into your juicy flesh.   Your moans were intoxicating and we spent the night releasing you into kinky pleasure.  When I woke in the morning you were gone although the bed was still warm next to me.  I sat up to a rattle of my cell on the nightstand.   Your message was an address and this “Tonight you can bring the wine and I will bring the rope!”

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I catch you out of the corner of my eye quietly stepping toward the door.  You were already in trouble for breaking curfew and your grades, now I watch as you try and slip out the front door.  “I didn’t know I had a son cause you must have balls to be trying to go out of this house while you are grounded!  Get over here!” I turn off the tv with a scowl.  There you were, standing in front of me with your eyes to the floor.  I look you over.  “Well no balls……..know how I can tell?” you shake your head no.  “Cause I can see your camel toe through those tight yoga pants.  Didn’t I tell you to stop wearing that out?” 

You could hear my anger, my frustration but you knew I had a weakness.  Something you found on my laptop on day and you really wanted to go out with your friends to the mall.

This was your chance knowing I was looking at your pussy.

 Biting your lip you looked up.  “Yes daddy I am grounded, but my friends are all out and if I don’t go they will never talk to me again.  Lets make a deal.”  I scrunch up my brow as you notice me still looking over you.  “Never again huh, maybe you need better friends.  A deal, you have nothing to negotiate with me!”  You had a loose shirt and no bra and I could see your nipples were stiff.  “Beside you might as well start going bare ass since you seem to not bother with underwear or a bra, I can see everything!”

You smirk a bit “Do you like it?” I stand up fuming, “What?  do I like it, obviously I don’t” But your eyes now move over me and my thick bulge gives away my arousal.  “I don’t dress for my friends like this Daddy I dress like this for you?” I was totally caught off guard.  “What?  dressing for me, what are you on?  Drugs?  Drinking?”  I watch you move over beside me making sure you brush against me before bending over holding the back of the couch.  You turn your head to look back at me with your ass lifted up.  “Daddy I know you like my body, you love young girls, and by the porn you watch on your computer spanking them too……….so I dress like this so you think I am sexy and so you will spank me when I am bad.”  Now this was not true actually true, you dressed like that for the boys in your school but if you wanted to get out of this house before 30 it was good grades or teasing me.

“So do it……” I look at every curve of your body in position for discipline.  Should I be pissed that you were on my computer?  Should I throw you back in your room and lock the door till the end of break?  “Do what?”  “Spank me.  Spank me like you really want to, spank me like you need too, but let me go out with my friends.  If I let you spank me when I am bad, then I get to go out.”  I started to laugh until I realized you were serious.  “Jesus I am not going to spank you, your in high school.”  You frown, it was not working.  “What am I too old for your tastes Daddy.” 

I growled “Damn it no………I mean yes.  No.  Damn it!” and I grabbed a hold of your leggings and tore them to shreds as your plan took hold.   You just had to hold on for a few minutes you figured as you felt my large hand rubbing your bottom to measure my strike.  Then without any forgiveness I wacked your bare ass and at first it scared you, it stung.  I was rough, angry, slap after slap your ass burned and grew crimson as you winced.  Gripping the couch and praying for it to be over, maybe this was not a good idea.  As your bottom got numb you looked back at me again totally focused on tanning your ass.  The look in my eyes, the arousal you could clearly see.  It made you wet.  A soft moan.  “Daddy harder!’ I looked at you, eyes locked and I could see the dark hunger for it in you.  I cracked my hand over your ass and your legs pressed together.   More moaning and now my cock what throbbing.  Uncomfortable pressure as I had to stop.  I rested my hand on your burning butt as you took deep breaths.  “Daddy does it always get you turned on?  I’m…….I’m wet.”  Embarrassed a bit but realizing I was not as twisted as you thought the first time finding my fetish.

“Yes baby it does.  I don’t know why but it does.”  I could see your hips moving as you stayed in position and your soft puffy pussy glistening.  I let my hand move carefully along your bottom toward your crease as you watched me.  You parted your legs as I looked at you.  A timid nod as my hand slipped down between your legs.   My fingers parted your tight silk as you moved against my touch.  Within minutes you came.  “I am tired daddy, I am going to go lay down.” You headed to your room and lay there thinking about what just happened as you still felt the echos of my hand and fingers.  You masturbated several more times that night.  

The next day at breakfast not much was said, a nervous, uncomfortable moment until we both blurted out apologies.  Smiles and blush, some fumbled conversation and we started to eat.  You cleaned the dishes and I went to the living room to flip on the new.  Shortly after I watch you tiptoeing right across the foyer toward the door.  What the hell were you doing, I was not mad this time just dumbfounded.  “Baby?”  You looked over pretending to be caught and rushed over to stand in front of me folding your hands together.  “What are you doing?” I noticed you had a pair of yoga pants on and another loose top with no bra.  The lightbulb went on at the same time as you spoke.  “Oh daddy I am so sorry I know I should be punished” and you grabbed the back of the couch.

I stood up as you looked back with a smile.  “Daddy maybe this time you could slip off your pants when you punish me.”  I unbuckled and pushed my pants down off my hips leaving a thick hard cock right before I tore your leggings to shreds.