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“Hi, cousin Julia!” Katelyn's voice sang, as she stood in the open doorway to our house. What the hell was she doing here so early! I thought to myself, standing there in front of her, in such a compromised position. I was wearing nothing but a pair of orange panties and white socks, and the panties...

I know it is hard to find time to write and post these days, especially with your other sites that you maintain. Still, this is such a marvelous story and interest is still high in seeing what happens next. I too would like to see more whenever the opportunity presents itself for you to continue. Yo...

Chapter 4 - The pool Emma awoke the next morning to her father knocking on her door. Groaning when she heard the noise, unable to believe she was already awake. Her late-night escapades were still fresh in her mind, “I could swear I fell asleep 10 seconds ago,” she thought through the morning haze. ...

Chapter 5 - Beauty Sleep When Emma walked into the house the first thing she did was make a cup of coffee. Her parent’s looked at her like she was crazy, “You’re having coffee at 6pm? You’ll be up all night!” her mother said. “You have no idea,” mumbled Emma under her breath. “The sun took more out ...

The following is applicable to all chapters of “A Bare-Bottomed Spanking:” © September 2006 by Blondie. This is a work of fiction, and is fantasy only. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author's imagination and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or loca...

Part 22 Falling back on one of my mental options from a few minutes ago, I decided that heading outside was the best idea. I did so immediately upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, as the winter air wouldn’t be quite as bad now that I was dressed again. Sure enough, there were a few people bravi...

https://thumbs4.imagebam.com/04/e1/07/MERKOPT_t.jpg Chapter 3: The Spanking and Aftermath Nicky clumsily—there was no graceful way to go about it, especially with her panties stretched out around her ankles—draped herself over Miss Davenport’s lap. “Awkward” did not begin to describe how she felt. ...

My apologies to the few folks who were so patient and supportive with my last story, "A Small Price to Pay". Some people are able to just write and write, and the well just never seems to run dry (I'm looking at you, NeverDoubted!) I, unfortunately, hit long stretches where the idea just ...

“Oh, Julie, are you ok?!” mom asked me with worry. “I-I think so…” I said, still kind of in a daze. I was sprawled out on the floor, with my legs spread towards everyone. Only then did I realize what I must be showing them, my panty wedged pussy and butt, and I started to close my legs in embarrassm...

Oooo what if they use julie body as the Christmas card have people write there Christmas wish on her then send the family copys or poster of her