Australian Penthouse

I’ve been a long-time reader of Australian Penthouse’s Forum section and have almost every back issue—many of them extremely dog-eared. My favourite stories are the ones about female dominance. As much as I love the magazine, I’ve never bought a subscription, preferring to purchase the soft version at a local newsstand. Every time I do, I get a little thrill, slightly embarrassed that other customers might see what I’m buying and know I’ll soon have my shorts around my ankles, with your latest issue in one hand and my cock in the other. In truth, though, I know that no-one is paying the slightest at­tention to what I’m buying, despite my fantasies. At least, that’s what I thought—until last month, when real­ity collided with my dreams in a way I’d never expected. (continue reading…)

I was coming home from work yester­day on the train. I’m a secretary at a law firm in the heart of the CBD. I sat down, very tired from a long, hard day at work, and I noticed a newspaper lying beside me. (continue reading…)

As my hand landed on Jackson’s arse with a resounding smack, I felt a tin­gling in my palm; I was enjoying the spanking as much as he was! (continue reading…)