PRIVATE QUARTERS#SATSPANKS#AGEPLAY

  

Hi there and welcome back to my blog. Please keep in mind that The President's Little Sweetheart  was a period piece written as a throwback to 1966. And here is a quick peek at David taking his girl for a trip on his presidential aircraft!  Hope you enjoy!!

Taking her hand, together they teetered back to the rear of the plane until they reached a door that was clearly marked Private Quarters for the President of the United States.

A Secret Service agent opened the door, while David and Cassidy walked into a private study outfitted with enough telephones and chairs that could accommodate a small meeting. “I get a lot of work done here,” David pointed out. 

Cassidy’s grin was crooked as she crossed one leg in front of the other. “Right. Sorry about that.” 

Opening another door, David revealed a bedroom with an adjoining bathroom. “Here you go, sweet pea.”

Cassidy opened the door and her jaw dropped. There stood a toilet along with a vanity and a shower stall. “David, this is beyond unbelievable.”

“Just one of the perks of the job. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to fly commercial again once my term is over,” he joked, sitting down in a chair that was adjacent to the queen-size bed. “I’ll wait for you here.”

“I’m sure there’s another four years ahead before you have to worry about that,” she reassured, holding onto the door frame. “I’m so glad to be here with you.”

“And I can’t imagine my life without you, kitty cat.” He paused, angling his head toward her. “Did you need to use the bathroom?”

“Be right back,” she said, pointing one finger in the air.

After about ten minutes, his fingers began tapping on the arm of the chair as he wondered what was taking her so long to return. Standing, he finally walked over to the bathroom and gently knocked on the hard, smooth surface.

“Is everything okay in there?”

“Could you come in here, please, Daddy?” she asked quietly.

“Daddy?” His brow wrinkled with worry as he reached for the knob, but his demeanor changed as he opened the door and witnessed her crouching on top of the covered commode on her knees, her miniskirt wrapped around her waist, peering over her shoulder. Cassidy’s top was tight and the stiff tips of her nipples poked against the black nylon fabric. Her dark bangs were falling into her eyes, and her lips were pursed in that cute little pout…

With a soft moan, he adjusted his aching cock, hoping for a bit of relief as he watched her toss the long-angled side of her bobbed hair.

“I’ve been waiting for you, Mr. President,” she purred in a low, throaty tone.

Blinking twice, trying to clear his head as he backed up against the open door, he looked both ways, hoping no one had noticed how long they’d been gone from their seats. “We shouldn’t do this in here, kitten.” His voice was gravelly as he clenched and unclenched his fists, trying to control himself.

“Since when did you start caring what anyone thinks?” she asked, baiting him.

“Keep this up, and my tongue will fuck you so hard, you won’t remember who I am.”

“Oh, I’ll remember you, David Buck. You’re the President of the United States of America.”

And now the blurb:

  

When President David Buck sees his secretary’s assistant, twenty-five-year-old Cassie Miles, surreptitiously smoking a cigarette outside his Oval Office window on a cold January day in 1966, his desire to lovingly dominate a woman returns for the first time since his wife’s death.

Receiving a stern lecture from the most powerful man in the world brings a blush to Cassie’s cheeks, but the idea of being chastised like a naughty little girl arouses her deeply and over the coming days she cannot get the thought of being taken over the president’s knee off her mind. Her fantasies become reality soon enough when her sharp tongue gets her into trouble and David bares her bottom and spanks her soundly, informing her that from now on he will be the firm, loving daddy she needs.

Before long David is bathing his little girl, caring for her when she is sick, and spanking her bare bottom whenever she is naughty. Cassie delights in her daddy’s attention, and being taken in his arms is better than she would have ever thought possible, but as their relationship deepens David and Cassie face the scrutiny of political friends and foes alike. When it becomes clear that there are more sinister enemies lurking in the shadows who will stop at nothing to gain power, will David have to choose between his love for Cassie and his ability to lead the country?

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Well, that's it for me today. Hope you have a great week!! ~ Shelly

A PRESIDENTIAL SPANKING#SATSPANKS#AGEPLAY

Hi there and welcome back to my blog. Please keep in mind that The President's Little Sweetheart  was written as a throwback to the 1960's. And here is a quick peek at David introducing his girlfriend Cassie to an age-play lifestyle in 1966!  Hope you enjoy!!

“Cassie, I want to take care of you. Is that something you’re still interested in?”

She nodded.

“Well, then you need to trust that I’m going to make the right choices. We’ll figure things out as we go along.”

“I do trust you, but moving in here is just the craziest fucking idea I’ve heard in a long time.”

The president patted his thigh. “There can’t be buts when it comes to trust between us.”

Slowly, she moved in his direction. “You want me to sit on your lap?”

“No, I want your backside over it. Now come here and put yourself across my knee,” he said, curling his finger in the air.

“You can’t be serious,” she managed through a nervous laugh.

His arms crossed as his eyes darkened. “Your gorgeous heinie deserves to be spanked for two reasons: One, for not trusting that I have your best interests at heart, and two, for the unacceptable language that shouldn’t be flowing from a young lady’s mouth. Especially my young lady. Now, are you coming, Cassie? Or should I come and get you?” he asked, calmly drumming his fingers on the cushioned couch fabric.

Taking a deep breath, her face flushed a bright shade of pink as she inched her way toward him and lowered herself right across his muscular thighs. After taking his time to reposition her bottom nice and high over one knee, he pulled up her skirt, exposing her white cotton panties, and landed a heavy swat straight across her lush raised behind.

“Good lord!” she yelped. “That hurts!”

“Yes, a spanking usually does, sweet girl,” he advised before his open palm smacked her fluttering buttocks a second time. Cassidy’s inherent spunk kicked in as she sprang upward and squirmed to escape his grasp.

“There’ll be none of that now,” David scolded, scissoring his legs between hers. “And while you’re face down across my lap, I might as well remind you who’s the head of this house,” he added, reveling in her round, blushing cheeks poking out from the bottom of her underpants, quivering with each swift smack. As the intense heat spread across her sensitive skin, he imagined how much his chastisement stung her beautiful behind and noticed that Cassidy’s eyes had pooled with tears as she writhed and wiggled. Watching her trying to get free, he couldn’t help but stare lustfully at her naked sex, which she managed to expose in the process of shamelessly thrashing about.

"For God’s sake, you’re the president of the United States. I know you’re in charge!” she shrieked. 

And now the blurb:

  

When President David Buck sees his secretary’s assistant, twenty-five-year-old Cassie Miles, surreptitiously smoking a cigarette outside his Oval Office window on a cold January day in 1966, his desire to lovingly dominate a woman returns for the first time since his wife’s death.

Receiving a stern lecture from the most powerful man in the world brings a blush to Cassie’s cheeks, but the idea of being chastised like a naughty little girl arouses her deeply and over the coming days she cannot get the thought of being taken over the president’s knee off her mind. Her fantasies become reality soon enough when her sharp tongue gets her into trouble and David bares her bottom and spanks her soundly, informing her that from now on he will be the firm, loving daddy she needs.

Before long David is bathing his little girl, caring for her when she is sick, and spanking her bare bottom whenever she is naughty. Cassie delights in her daddy’s attention, and being taken in his arms is better than she would have ever thought possible, but as their relationship deepens David and Cassie face the scrutiny of political friends and foes alike. When it becomes clear that there are more sinister enemies lurking in the shadows who will stop at nothing to gain power, will David have to choose between his love for Cassie and his ability to lead the country?

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Well, that's it for me today. Hope you have a great week!! ~ Shelly

A DANGEROUS TEASE#SATSPANKS#AGEPLAY

 

Hi there and welcome back to my blog!!  The President's Little Sweetheart was written as a throwback to the 1960's with a look at how a fictitious president and his girlfriend would've sparkled in a world of age-play imagination.  Hope you enjoy!!

Cassidy gazed at the stars that shined outside the large picture window of their bedroom. “Sometimes, I can’t believe this is happening. Who would’ve thought I’d be in a relationship with the president of the United States?”

David slid his arms around her waist. “Don’t let the job description fool you; we have hot blood running through our veins just like everyone else.” He turned her around and touched her cheek. “You looked exceptional this evening, Ms. Cassie. Have I told you that already?” Tenderly tilting her chin up, he hungrily pressed his mouth against hers.

“Mmm hmmm, but unlike the rest of the world, I love when you’re redundant,” she whispered.

“Smart ass,” David joked with a swift smack to her rump before unzipping the back of her black dress. Watching closely, he reveled in her sexy gyrations as she gradually shimmied out of the long satin fabric. “But you’re my smart ass. All mine.”

Detaching Cassidy’s bra with nimble fingers, he continued down her silky, smooth back to squeeze her round, ample behind. She quietly mewled as he kissed her belly, his hands effortlessly sliding her dress to the floor. Pulling her against his chest, his finger barely touched and teased her warm and wet folds. “My naughty girl isn’t wearing panties tonight,” he whispered, leading her to the bed. “Do you know how dangerous it is to tease me like that?”

Quickly shedding his clothes, he placed her in the center of their king-sized bed and admired the luscious feast before him. Slowly, his lips lowered onto hers, and their mouths locked into a searing, deep kiss as he reached underneath to stroke and caress her smooth, silky bottom. Bending into him, she moaned as his moist tongue slid across her collarbone, and after he gently took a mouthful of one pillow-soft breast, she reached to lightly touch his swelling cock, wrapping her fingers around his taut skin. Fondling and caressing him, she desperately wanted to guide him deep inside her drenched sex.

“Not so fast, sweetie,” he insisted, his light tone instantly morphing into a deep, serious one. “Place your arms above your head and grab onto that railing behind the bed.”

  

As she complied, her lips curled into a wry smile. “What are you going to do?”

He contemplated his answer, tweaking and rolling one nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “Well, you teased me, so it’s only fair…”

“Daaavid!”

Dipping his head, his gaze tangled with hers. “Don’t you dare let go of the metal until I give permission,” he warned with a cartoonish cat about to eat the mouse grin on his lips. “I intend to nibble on that soft pussy of yours until you scream.” As he lowered his mouth to relieve the ache between her thighs, David brushed the slit of her velvety smooth lips with the flat of his tongue from top to bottom as Cassidy parted her legs even further. The corners of his mouth curved upward while she uncontrollably twitched and writhed in anticipation of a climax. The intoxicating scent of her arousal filled his nose as he relentlessly sucked and nibbled on her sensitive bud.

Cassidy lifted her hips off the bed in hopes that his tongue would fuck her tight cunny. “Deeper! I need you deep inside me, David!” she begged.

“What happened to that polite, sweet girl we all know and love?” he teased.

“Please. Please. Please!”

As he nodded, her fingers quickly let go of the bars, and David’s firm shaft pushed between her legs while pulling his girl close. The swollen tip of his aching cock penetrated ever so slightly, and with each stroke he permitted another fraction of an inch to enter her. Cassidy’s hips wriggled as her hands grasped at his ass, hoping to force him deeper inside, but only gradually did he edge his broad shaft into her drenched, swollen sex to stretch and fill her tight canal. Finally pushing his full, hardened length downward, he exited leisurely—only to drive back anew with deep powerful thrusts, and she moaned in gratitude, her pussy clenching onto his cock, trembling with excitement. David’s strokes were long and rhythmic as her hot, slick muscle pulsated around him, and when she arched dramatically for one last final thrust, he exploded and remained deep inside while her clit pounded with a strong and steady beat.

With their bodies locked as one, their hearts beat wildly and their lungs fought for air until each sensation of their intense orgasm was savored. With the gaze of a man head over heels, he patiently stared at her satisfied expression, waiting for those beautiful emerald green eyes to open. Threading his fingers in between hers, he extended her arms upward and kissed her mouth tenderly. “I love you, Cassie.”

She wrapped her arms around him and snuggled under his chin like a little kitten. “I love you more.” Her voice was quiet and low. “David?”

“I’m all ears, baby.”

“It sounds like there’s someone in the hall.” There was a soft knock on the door.

  

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And now the blurb:

  

When President David Buck sees his secretary’s assistant, twenty-five-year-old Cassie Miles, surreptitiously smoking a cigarette outside his Oval Office window on a cold January day in 1966, his desire to lovingly dominate a woman returns for the first time since his wife’s death.

Receiving a stern lecture from the most powerful man in the world brings a blush to Cassie’s cheeks, but the idea of being chastised like a naughty little girl arouses her deeply and over the coming days she cannot get the thought of being taken over the president’s knee off her mind. Her fantasies become reality soon enough when her sharp tongue gets her into trouble and David bares her bottom and spanks her soundly, informing her that from now on he will be the firm, loving daddy she needs.

Before long David is bathing his little girl, caring for her when she is sick, and spanking her bare bottom whenever she is naughty. Cassie delights in her daddy’s attention, and being taken in his arms is better than she would have ever thought possible, but as their relationship deepens David and Cassie face the scrutiny of political friends and foes alike. When it becomes clear that there are more sinister enemies lurking in the shadows who will stop at nothing to gain power, will David have to choose between his love for Cassie and his ability to lead the country?

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Well, that's it for me today. Hope you have a great week!! ~ Shelly