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Friday, December 31st 2021

Brother-in-Lust

“Hi! I, um, wasn’t expecting to see you. What a lovely surprise!” My brother-in-law Michael greeted me affably at the door as I turned up unannounced.

“Well, I’m actually here to see Penny. Thought I’d drop in and show her some New Year sales shopping.”

“Ah, that’s pity as Penny’s out tonight. New Year drinks. Didn’t she tell you?”

“Oh no, I really should’ve checked first, shouldn’t I?”

“Not to worry, she should be back in a couple of hours, and you’re more than welcome to come in and wait.”

“Thought you’d never ask! It’s not been much fun carrying all of these shopping bags around in the rain, so it’ll be great to get warm and dry.” Michael took the shopping bags from me and guided me in through the front door. I handed him my black leather trench coat, black wool beret and scarf, all heavy under the weight of the wetness. It was a relief to be rid of those outer garments and just be in my leopard print chiffon blouse, red leather skirt and black knee-length stiletto-heeled leather boots. I seated myself on my brother-in-law’s leather sofa in front of his roaring fire, such a comfort on a cold January evening like this. Even more comforting to get such a warm welcome from a family member who was a guilty pleasure fantasy of mine.

“Glass of wine?” he offered.

“No, it’s fine. I’m doing dry January.” Yet how wet my pussy got when his hand brushed on mine, an electrifying tingle, as he agreed that he was too.

“Sparkling waters all round then.” Oh yes, something was sparkling, I could see it in Michael’s eye. “I know how much you love showing Penny your sales bargains…why don’t you show them to me?”

“Really? I’m sure you won’t appreciate them as much,” I teased.

“Isn’t that a Casadei carrier bag there? Their shoes are phenomenal! Have you seen their Blade collection?”

I was deeply impressed by Michael’s knowledge of the high-end shoe world.

“Michael. I got a pair of leopard print Blades today. Would you like to see?” That was a rhetorical question, my brother-in-law was positively salivating by the time I pulled my new heels out of their box and untwined them from the tissue paper they were wrapped inside. I pulled off my leather boots to reveal my black nylon stockinged legs and I felt Michael’s eyes all on me as I slipped into the metal spike-heeled shoes. “I could do someone an injury with these,” I winked.

I decided to raise the temperature in the room by a few degrees by turning the living room into a catwalk. I strutted across the room, looking every inch the supermodel in my new Casadeis as Michael’s jaw dropped. Ever the opportunist, I decided to crank the seduction right up by sliding up my leather skirt to show the tops of my fully fashioned nylon stockings. But he was already won over.

“It has always been a fantasy of mine to fuck on a rug in front of a roaring open fire in the middle of winter…but I didn’t expect for one moment that it would be with my brother-in-law.” I stood in front of the fire, a tall powerful silhouette in my killer heels. He practically fell prostate at my feet, kissing and worshipping those irresistible heels, but I encouraged him to work all the way up my legs and thighs, not missing an inch of nylon, until he reached the bare toned flesh of my inner thighs.

“I don’t think I’m doing dry January any justice,” I said as he moved his lips to the crotch of my panties and pulled them aside.. .to reveal one very hot wet cunt. Michael remained on his knees while he probed my pussy with his tongue, giving me the licking I had longed for. So dangerous, Penny could walk in at any one moment. This really was a one-in-a-million chance to have our wicked way with each other…and we seized it with both hands. Just like I seized my brother-in-law’s head with both of my hands, guiding me ever closer to the rousing orgasm I craved in front of the fire. Fuck…that was me cumming like an inferno! It was almost like the fire was blazing at full throttle in imitation of orgasmic throes of passion.

I hastily pushed Michael down, face up on the floor, and pulled open his fly to reveal the large erection that Penny had told me about in their early days of dating. And now I was about to ride it! I slid onto that hard cock, that looked exactly as I’d visualised it, and fucked my brother-in-law while the fire crackled away. I rode him hard until I came again, my panties still pushed to the side as my pussy grew juicier still. There was more thrusting and gyration as I threw my hips back and forth. The result was an epic cum-fest for Michael as he came to a vociferous climax and blew his load inside me, a load big enough to put the fire out. We smiled remorselessly at each other while we caught our breath back from this fierily energetic opportune sex session and began to arrange ourselves.

As luck would have it, we had barely smoothed out the creases in our clothing and finished our glasses of water before we heard the door go…it was Penny with some carrier bags from the sales. “So lovely to see my sister, what a wonderful surprise! I’ve just been for drinks with my colleagues, but not before I hit the sales! Would you believe it, I found these amazing leopard print heels in the sales at Casadei.”

I smiled at Michael…he would have a permanent reminder of our familial liaison in his house this winter….

Wednesday, October 27th 2021

Kinky Poltergeists

It happened one night on Halloween. Charlie was lucky. The very last room in the very last hotel in town was free, and he could check in after a long day of meetings. The landlady was very no-nonsense and matter-of-fact as she handed over the key to room 13. Charlie was to make no noise after 10pm and breakfast would be served 7am on the dot. But the landlady also had a warning for him.

“Do you believe in ghosts, Charlie?”

“Don’t be silly of course not!” The attractive landlady’s face contorted, showing her disdain for his skepticism.

“Well, I’ll only warn you once...” The landlady’s voice lowered, and although Charlie expected that what she was about to say would be entirely preposterous, he somehow felt compelled to listen.

“The ghosts of three ladies of the night, a blonde, a brunette and a redhead, are said to haunt room 13.”

“Oh. Really.”

“Word has it that you can summon them with the phrase ‘O spirits of the night, come upon me’. But do take care as these spirits are true sirens and they’re addictive! So the adage goes, 'Summon them once and they’ll please you. Summon them twice and they’ll tease you. But summon them thrice and they will destroy you!'”

There was something about the way the landlady enunciated those last few words that gave Charlie a chill down his spine, despite telling himself that this was totally ludicrous.

“See you for breakfast,” Charlie said, wanting some time alone in his room. The landlady wishes him a good night.

After such a long day, Charlie was eager to get some sleep. He undressed and slid under the covers of a bed that was perfectly comfortable...but despite the curtains giving complete black-out and there being not a sound to be heard, Charlie just couldn’t fall asleep.

He had been tossing and turning for over an hour when he started feeling frustrated...and a bit horny too. He got out from under the covers, put the bedside lamp on, paced around his room then sat down on the end of the bed.

“Ha. It would be good if those poltergeists could come and entertain me now!” he chuckled to himself. “What was that phrase now? O spirits of the night, come upon me?”

Suddenly the temperature in the room dropped by five degrees. Charlie could see nothing in the now dimly lit room...but he could feel something...fingers...lips...tongues...all over his naked body. It felt sensational! Were these the sexy poltergeists he’d been warned about? If they were, he was glad to believe in ghosts! It was difficult to differentiate, but yes, there were three pairs of lips and six hands. They continued to stroke him, caress him and whisper softly in his ears. They sounded so seductive. The lips when down his body to his cock, where he felt the gentle lapping of tongues on his cock. Then one mouth around his cock, another around his balls, and another going from nipple to nipple. Charlie was so aroused and already addicted! But in a flash it was all over and they were gone.

His first experience of ghosts had been phenomenal? Were all ghosts like that? If so, the supernatural world did not seem a bad place to be! He tried to sleep, but felt compelled to summon them again. ‘Summon them twice and they’ll tease’? That didn’t sound too bad. What red-blooded male doesn’t like to be teased? Still, a sense of apprehension was there, until he finally succumbed and summoned them, from his seat at the foot of the bed.

“O spirits of the night, come upon me!”

Immediately Charlie felt a violent force push him flat back onto the bed. Invisible cuffs were placed on his wrists, an ankle spreader down below. This time the spirits didn’t whisper...they giggled playfully, dragging their fingernails lightly and teasingly all over his torso. What was that slightly sharp sensation? A pin wheel running up his thighs? He felt a sudden tightness on his nipples…were they being sucked? Pulled? Or were ghostly clamps being applied? There was a lot going on as the three spirits chattered away mischievously but indeterminibly. Charlie started to feel he was losing control…and he liked it! At least he did until something sticky was attached to his hard cock and aching balls, and all of a sudden he felt an electrical charge through his body. Nothing too strong, but who knew where this could go next? His cock was raging, he was ready to cum, he was on the brink of explosion, when as quick as a flash the sensations and the spirits disappeared as swiftly as they had come. There was only he, his erect penis and blue balls left there.

Charlie could not believe they had edged him like that and just left him wanting more! He tried to masturbate, but he couldn’t recreate those incredible feelings the kinky poltergeists had given him. They had opened a door that he could not close.

“‘Summon them thrice and they’ll destroy you’? She can’t have meant literal annihilation, can she?” Charlie pondered while he agonised over calling the three spirits again. But his genitals had already made the decision…

“O spirits of the night, come upon me!”

He felt their presence. But didn’t feel anything at first. The silence was deeply ominous. But then there was a chorus of laughs…not light giggles like before, but loud, sinister, menacing laughs! Charlie started to regret his decision…but it was too late. He felt fingers penetrate his throat, much more roughly than before, and he felt a similar sensation at the entrance to his anus. He was way out of his depth now. Two of the spirits were about to spit-roast him with supernatural strap ons! He was levitated into a position on all fours on the bed, and felt a dildo in his mouth. He sucked on it while another began to fuck him from behind. The kinky poltergeists were nowhere near as gentle as before as Charlie received a royal roasting from two of them while one tugged on his hard cock. He loved it even more than the first two rounds!

He heard a scary female voice in his ear, “That’s the trouble with you mortals. You just want more and more and more! Face it Charlie, you can’t live without us! Do you want to come with us to the spirit world…forever?”

“Yes, yes, take me with you, I want to come…with you.” And with that the rising cum in his balls exploded in the most incredibly powerful orgasm Charlie had ever had, which blasted him straight to the other side. And that was the end of Charlie.

The landlady climbed the stairs to room 13 in the morning, when Charlie failed to arrive for breakfast, fully knowing that she would unlock the door to be greeted by an empty bed with a great many stains on the bedding. She did wonder why they never needed her warnings…were they really that good? Maybe she would try summoning them sometime…

Sunday, October 17th 2021

Blowjob Bromance

Now I’ll be very honest with you. Even though I advertise offering MMF services (that means a booking with two guys), I don’t do it very often and am highly selective over who I carry out this kind of booking with. But when I received a call from one of my favourite regulars, Alex, saying his best friend Mike was visiting and they were feeling hot and horny for some action with me, how could I refuse?

Knowing that Alex had known his friend since they were teenagers, I knew that this was going to be a fun and safe threesome. When I arrived at his new place, Alex greeted me warmly and introduced me Mike, whom I gave a big smile to and embraced. I sipped on a glass of Chablis as I took my place in between both of them on the sofa. I felt very powerful as I began to chat to them, in the knowledge that I was the key to an incredible ground-breaking new experience. But I was yet to find out exactly how mind-blowing the encounter would be!

After our initial chat, I gave the newbie on my left, Mike, a big snog, all the while stroking Alex's thigh on my right. I then took my lips to Alex's, kissing him passionately as I always had done. I felt a very prominent erection while tenderly caressing Mike at the same time. Things were about to get hotter...suddenly! The music changed from gently ambient to a more upbeat pulsing track. We all felt it at the same time...”Let's get naked!” Clothing and underwear was flung with wild abandon, and we were all completely nude and ready for action...with no apparent embarrassment or uneasiness either! The atmosphere was buzzing as I demonstrated to Mike how I sucked Alex's cock. There was a very particular technique that Alex enjoyed that Mike was unaware of. I loved being watched by Mike as I devoured Alex's lovely, rock hard cock.

It was Mike's turn to experience one of my sublime blowjobs next. His cock had already responded well to the voyeurism, but now I had my lips around it, it was positively raging! After giving it one hell of a sucking and licking, Mike requested that I suck Alex again. Clearly he had loved the voyeuristic side? But once I took Alex's cock in my hand again once more and placed my lips around the head of his cock, something neither of us expected happened...Mike joined in the sucking! I looked up to see the expression on Alex's face, and while it was of complete surprise, there was also acceptance of what was going on. What could I do but give Mike a little gentle encouragement? I touched his head and pushed him deeper onto Alex’s cock. If he was going to give his best friend a blow job, then he should do it to the high standards of my own splendid deep throating! After guiding and training my well-honed technique, we sucked dick together, licking each side at the same time then alternating between the cock and balls. Still in a bemused state, Alex had no complaints.

Now that deep dark urges has come to the fore, there was nothing more to hide…so we went rampant and fucked in as many positions as we could think of. Spit roasting, skiing, squatting…we even attempted an elaborate formation with Alex lying on the floor while my legs were hoisted up by Mike wheelbarrow-style. This did not last long and ended hilariously in fits of giggles. Luckily, the guys did last long, and after a couple of hours of furious sucking and fucking (with even more assisted BJs from Mike on Alex), I jerked them both off simultaneously…ending in an epic cum-fest!

Well, that was a game changer! I was very proud to be involved in a session that unleashed such hidden desires and even prouder to teach my own tried and tested technique to a fellatio novice, and have a willing person on the receiving end…but it did make me think. We all joke about “bromance”, but how many guys fantasise about sucking their best friend’s dick?

Sunday, October 17th 2021

Silencing my opponent

Apart from the barman, I was the only person left in the hotel bar, sipping on an Old Fashioned and getting ready to retire to bed for the big day tomorrow. But who was that coming into the bar at this late hour? It couldn’t be Dylan, could it? My handsome ex-colleague…and now my rival, since he had joined our closest competitor. He must be meeting Keith to pitch to him tomorrow too…

“Having a nightcap are you Dylan?” He turned around looking slightly surprised but pleased to see me. “I take it you’re here for the same reason as me…you must be presenting to Keith tomorrow?” Dylan gave me one of his warm but enigmatic smiles and nodded. “Why don’t you have a seat here with me? I’m not going to give anything away about what’s up my sleeve, but it’ll be good to catch up.” He sat down next to me with the drink he’d just got from the bar,

I flirtily stroked the suspender straps under my leather pencil skirt while he told me his news from the past three months or so. We had had great fun together when we’d been on the same team, and had got temptingly close to kissing on a couple of occasions at work conferences. However, tonight I now had another reason for ensuring I ended up in his bedroom. I sipped the last of my cocktail, smoothed down my nylon stockings and got up to leave the bar, saying I was heading to bed…then looked over my shoulder to add, “Unless you’d prefer me to head to your bed.” I didn’t need to ask Dylan twice, although we both knew it wasn’t the best preparation for tomorrow.

“Fuck it, let’s have some fun!” I cajoled, as Dylan handed me his keycard and told me to head to room 31 while he sorted out the bill and consulted the receptionist over a query he had. His meeting was scheduled for 10am, mine 9am.

I unlocked and stepped into his room, and unzipped my bag. Good job I had brought my BDSM kit with me on this trip. I always managed to seduce someone hot on my business trips, whether male or female, and corrupt them with my kinky ways. A bit of rope was all that was required to put my quickly-hatched plan into practice, not to mention a gag. I heard footsteps. I was ready to pounce. In he came, and quick as a flash, I had entrapped him, restraining him with the rope and gagging him. Although startled by my swift and dominant action, he thought it was just part of our sex game…and it was…at least at first.

I overpowered him easily now he was unable to move his arms and legs, and pushed him onto the bed. I teased him, slowly stripping off my lace blouse and leather skirt until I was just in my lingerie, nylons and heels. I knew he would adore that…and his erection grew as I popped it out of his trousers and began to massage it. I pulled open his shirt and tugged on his hard nipples as I grew wetter at feeling my power over him. I tied him to the bed to ensure there was absolutely no escape for him. He seemed to enjoy it as I pulled my knickers to the side and demanded he lick me to orgasm. His tongue action on my clit was sublime. I came hard, trembling as I began to edge him. I masturbated his hard cock again snd again to the point of climax. The tension of the rope around his wrists, ankles and torso only adding to his intense pleasure. I had to ride him. After slipping a condom on him, I squatted above him, sliding myself onto his tempting hard-on. I lowered myself down then pulled myself up again and again and again, fucking his cock furious and enjoying the sensation of it entering me and getting really deep inside me. I think Dylan was enjoying it just as much as me as his stifled orgasmic sounds emanated from behind the gag. He came hard. It was time for my plan to kick in!

As he gestured to me to untie him, I simply ignored him and got dressed. “Thanks for the ride Dylan. Shame you won’t make your meeting though. My knots have got rather good. I’m sure the maid will find you after checkout time though…that’s at 12pm, right?” I winked at him and turned on my heels to leave while I heard some rustling and muffled cries…very muted indeed. Nobody would hear him. With my main rival bound and gagged in a hotel room, the meeting with Keith would be a pushover...

Saturday, October 9th 2021

Homewrecked Husband

I had summoned him to my office. Despite being his wife’s boss and not his, I felt this was a matter to address with her submissive husband. Jon trembled in my presence. Quaked in his boots. I knew how much power I had over him from the get-go, and my power-dressing only added to my strength and control of the situation. I could see that he loved my short pinstripe skirt suit, shiny low-cut white satin blouse, fully fashioned nylon stockings and heels.

“Jon. It may seem odd to speak to you rather than Sarah, but you need to be made aware of your wife’s behaviour. Sarah has had her head in the clouds over the past month or so, completely lacking focus or direction. Anyway, I thought I’d bypass HR and go straight to you. Has she been acting like this at home as well?”

“Oh yes, I’m afraid to say she has. She’s very distracted and forgetful, and it really has taken a toll on our relationship.”

“I’m sorry to hear that Jon, but relieved to hear we’re on the same page with Sarah. It can’t have been easy for you having to deal with this, I guess you’ve been a bit…neglected.” I stared straight at Jon’s crotch. He visibly twitched.

“Errrm yes, you could say that.”

“Shame. And even more a shame that I’m going to have to let your wife go, so poor her performance is…”

“Oh no, please don’t do that,” begged Jon, “I’ll do anything!”

“Thought you might say that,” I winked. “Then how about we make a little deal? There are certain ways you could redress the balance and allow Sarah to keep her job. You’ve already mentioned you’re not getting much action in the bedroom department, and although I certainly am, I am always on the hunt for more. Such is my voracious sexual appetite…”

Jon was not about to say no. I moved around my desk to where he was sitting, grabbed him and kissed him passionately, leaving red lipstick smeared on his face. I hitched up my tiny pinstripe skirt to reveal my stocking tops and suspender straps, which he had already caught sight of. I sat on the desk in front of him, pulled my knickers to the side and pushed Jon’s face towards my wet pussy, glistening and ready for worship. I kept both my hands clamped around his head until he had worked his tongue around my clit and brought me to the edge of ecstasy.

“Oh yes. Just there!” I instructed as the pleasure intensified rapidly and I entered the orgasmic state, very noisily but then again it was MY office and I was the boss.

Jon was rock hard, I couldn’t wait to sit on his cocktail and ride my new toy. However, just as I’d slipped a condom on him, his phone rang. It was Sarah.

“Answer it,” I ordered.

“Hi Sarah,” he began. She began to talk, but it wasn’t going to stop me from what I was about to do. I sat on Jon’s lap, facing him, while I guided his throbbing hard-on into my very wet pussy and began to take Jon on the ride of his life, while he responded to a mundane call to his wife. I have to commend Jon on his ability to stay composed during the call as the chair he was in nearly toppled over due to the hip-thrusting movements that went on. Seconds after he ended the call, Jon came.

As he began to clean up his smeared lipstick, I gave Jon a menacing heads-up about what was to come next. “You know I know where you live. Your wife is here at work tomorrow. I’m taking the afternoon off to come round to your place. Prepare the marital bed. We’re going to fuck on it.”

Wednesday, September 22nd 2021

Activist Alert!

After easily getting into his bedroom (being trained to an elite level in break and entry), I found the piece de resistance quite simple to get my hands on: the laptop belonging to the CFO of one of the world’s worst polluters, Petroarch. It was all going to be a breeze. I just needed to get the information I needed on my USB stick (a 5-minute operation) and I would be out the door. In went the USB stick as I located the folder I needed conveniently on his desktop, the contents of which would expose Petroarch for the environmental decimators that they were. I waited for the folder to download…and it was 97% done…when I heard the door handle being turned. I slipped into the bathroom to buy time until the CFO realised his belongings had been tampered with. I was sick and tired of hiding and being the prey in these situations. As I climate change activist, I needed to get active and be the predator!

The millisecond that the CFO cottoned onto what was going on, I leapt out of the bathroom with my lengths of rope. The element of surprise had left him dumbfounded, and he froze rather than fleeing or fighting. He was an easy prey, who I overcame by wrestling him to the bed, pinning him down and deftly securing the rope around his wrists and ankles as well as gagging him. Tied to the bed, he’d be unable to escape from my eager grasp, and unable to cry for help or contact anyone. I straddled him. It was so satisfying to have such a powerful and influential man between my thighs. I gripped him tightly between them as I contemplated the many atrocities that Petroarch had committed. Now that he was lying shackled and beneath me, the fun could begin.
“I was counting on not having a close encounter with you, but since I’ve got you under me and your data is now on my USB key, I’ll share some information with you that I have on you. The Eco Rebels, who I work with…”

The CFO rolled his eyes at the very name of my organisation…and received a stinging slap for his reaction.
“The Eco Rebels have some rather interesting intelligence on you and your personal preferences. Apparently you are partial to a bit of pegging!”

He started to look very nervous and mumbled something desperately through the gag. That was all the confirmation I needed to rifle through his travel bags…and it wasn’t long before I found a few items that were phallic…some larger than others!

“Hmmm I don’t think you were quite expecting to get fucked by an Eco Rebel today…but here I am!”

I fastened the largest phallus of them all onto a harness from the bag and strapped it firmly around my waist and hips. I was going to give this CFO the pegging punishment he deserved on behalf of Mother Nature! I positioned myself so that I could look him in the eye with every pelvic thrust I made. The huge strap-on cock lay at the entry point to his ass. I sunk it in deeply and watched his face contort…with an emotion that was difficult to interpret…

“THIS is for the oil slick in the North Sea!” I whispered menacingly while I launched my phallus into him. He squirmed almost uncontrollably.

“THIS is for what Petroarch’s done in the Amazonian rainforests.” Another major stroke of the big cock put him in his place.

“And THIS is for displacing indigenous communities around the world!” One hell of a thrust meant I was balls deep inside the CFO.

“And these…are just because I’m enjoying fucking your slutty ass.” I pushed his knees up against his shoulders and began to pound. I revelled in every single stroke of my strap-on dick in and out of his butt. It really felt like Mother Nature’s revenge!

As soon as felt satisfied that he’d taken the pounding he deserved, I took off the harness but left the cock inside of him, taped to his butt cheeks with gaffer tape. I grabbed the USB stick, which now had all the data I needed.

“Goodbye Mr CFO. I think I’ll leave you like this. Someone will find you eventually!”

The muffled cries were almost hysterical as I left the hotel room and fled down the emergency exit to jump in a van driven by one of my female colleagues. It was only later that we discovered that we had not only got all the data we hoped for on the stick, but also a few choice home porn movies of the CFO engaging in his favourite sexual act!

Thursday, August 19th 2021

An explosive introduction

They arrived together, a couple who had met not so long ago, and had decided that sexual adventure was what they wanted to try. They were obviously a good match, especially as their fetishes complemented each other very well. But most importantly, this was a birthday treat for Hannah, the female and submissive side of the couple, gifted to her from Simon, on the male and dominant side. Simon’s role in this encounter was to be of comfort, support and voyeurism in this meeting however, rather than having any hands-on role. That was for me to take care of.

Hannah had fantasised about a dominant woman taking charge of her sexually, but had not experienced being with a woman before. There was a little apprehension, but she was ready to surrender. I could see that this was perfect time to pop the cherry she craved so much.

After a glass of wine and an honest and candid chat, we aligned and were ready to play. I stripped Hannah and undressed myself in front of her, making eye contact all along. Once both of us were naked, I led her to the bed by her hand, where I blindfolded her and slipped shibari rope around her wrists, tightening the rope enough to leave an impression she’d remember this encounter by over dinner later. The energy of the room changed instantly from the warm chattiness of earlier to a suspenseful, edgy silence. Who knew what would happen next? Words were not necessary. Simon sat close by to Hannah on the bed to read her in the way a loving partner can. Hannah was already in sub space.

I began to caress Hannah all over her body, exploring her first with my fingertips, very lightly and sensually. She trembled and moaned softly as I brushed the pads of my fingers over her breasts, honing in on her nipples, which were hard and inviting. I began to tease one with my tongue, making her writhe with pleasure and shudder a little. The gentle touch of my tongue was accompanied by the sharper sensation of my long glossy red nails travelling around her stomach and downwards. The trembling became even more intense as my face followed my fingers, my destination being the beautiful pussy that awaited me, glisteningly wet.

Simon had prepped me that Hannah was prone to cumming very easily, a wonderful thing for a woman! However, I was not going to allow this yet. There could easily be scope for a whole lot of erotic teasing at this point…and this is what developed. I flicked my tongue over her swollen clit, making her twitch with pure pleasure, but never allowing her over the edge. Her partner joined in with some seductive kissing stroking at this point, so that she felt two pairs of lips and hands on her. So tantalisingly divine! My fingers slipped inside her very wet cunt as I gently probed her, then feeding her my fingers with her juices dripping from them. She was incredibly turned on, and she begged me to let her cum, but I refused and continued to tease. Her pulse raced, her face flushed, her mind almost in sensory overload, she could bear no torment…so I turned things right around.

“I’m going to let you cum now,” I announced, “but just not in the way you hoped.” I smiled at Simon, slightly evilly, and produced a Doxy wand. Pressing it to Hannah’s clit, I turned it on high. She came immediately, explosively and loudly, her body undulating with the pent-up orgasmic joy that needed to be released. But as the climactic waves settled, I didn’t stop pressing the Doxy. Simon helped restrain her as she pretended to resist, but we both knew that after that huge amount of teasing, we weren’t going to stop at one orgasm. She surrendered and came again and again, animatedly and vociferously, but it wasn’t until she squirted projectile, soaking the sheets she was on, that we finally stopped, relieved her of the Doxy and untied her.

We were all a little breathless after that! A beautiful chemistry between two loving and adventurous partners and someone that could bring their fantasies to life. I hope that they continue their fetish exploration and keep discovering new sexual highs together. This encounter certainly made the facilitator very happy indeed.

Monday, July 5th 2021

Bow Down to Stepmom

My hypnotherapy patient had arrived, and what a keen young specimen he was. He said he was here to cure his unrequited lust for his stepmom as it was distracting him from the major issues in his life. But I could see this wasn’t about to get fixed. Rather something to play with, like the young man, David, himself. A mere toy in the hands of the hypnotherapist he had put his entire trust in.

After some initial chat, it became apparent that I was of a similar age and of similar looks to his stepmom. I could see where this was going to go, even if he couldn’t. I couldn’t wait to put him under my spell and take advantage of him. So naive and so susceptible was he…he wouldn’t be able to resist for a second…

He relaxed pretty quickly in the armchair, after casting his eyes over my generous breasts, small waist and lovely long legs, indeed the act of taking in my figure almost put him under before I had even counted him down and snapped him into a trance. He was mine to play with now. There was to be no cure for distractions…in fact I was to be the distraction! I whispered the triggers into his ears as I gently touched him on the shoulders.

“Whenever I say the word ‘stepmom’ you will want to worship me…intimately. You will want to use your tongue on me…my clit, my pussy and my ass. You will want to please me as much as I want. You will be my sex toy. Repeat! ‘I am a slave to my stepmom.’

‘I want to please my stepmom sexually.’

‘I want to bring my stepmom the ultimate satisfaction.’

‘I want to be the best stepson I can be.’

‘I want to be a sex slave to my stepmom.’

As he repeated the words after me, I asked him to strip naked…and then I brought him out of the trance, counting down and waking him up.
On the count of one he opened his eyes, momentarily looking down at his own naked body and looking confused, but I quickly clicked my fingers and uttered the word ‘stepmom’, and his expression instantly changed to unbridled lust, matching his large erection, getting harder by the second.

“I’m your stepmom,” I told him, looking deeply into his eyes and stroking his bare, muscular shoulders, “I need you to worship me…and satisfy me.” I began to unbutton my pale blue satin shirt to reveal a blush coloured bra beneath it. He was completely under my spell as my blouse, then my black leather pencil skirt fell to the floor, revealing the gorgeous set of black satin lingerie I had put on this morning (already having envisioned how this encounter would go). But what I wanted him to worship first were my legs, clad in black seamed fully-fashioned nylon stockings. David got down on his knees in front of me and began to kiss my bestockinged feet, savouring the feeling of the nylon on my firm legs while he showered them with his kisses.

“Not too enthusiastic!” I complained as he seemed to get so lost in the moment he was beginning to take on feral qualities. “Stop right now. Stepmom has other special places that she wants you to lavish your attention on.” With that, I pulled on my satin bra, teasing David with a glimpse of my nipples.

“I know how much you crave my breasts. Yearn to touch them. Are eager to lick and suck my nipples. Stepmom will let you do that now.” David was rock hard and leaking precum onto the floor. As soon as I ordered him to worship that area, he was gone again. Into a silent world where my two large soft mounds were his Gods…or even twin Goddesses. He hungrily explored my breasts with his tongue and lips, as I gently guided his face down my toned stomach to another very special place.

“Now David,” I instructed, “Make Stepmom happy and lick me right there, between my thighs, where my clit is throbbing with lust and wants to be pleased.” He immediately ran his tongue over that sacred area, paying great attention to his job as I grew wetter and wetter from the stimulation. I held his head and stroked his hair as he worshipped that cherished place and soon had me sighing uncontrollably in the throes of orgasm. I thanked him for my hot climax by presenting him with my delicious ass, which he pleasured beautifully, before I rolled back over.

“Now fuck me, stepson.” I put a condom on him so he could slide his sizeable cock into my still-hungry pussy and pound me in as I lay beneath him with a leg over each shoulder so he could go nice and deep inside me. The lustful frenzy continued with me on top, squatting on his cock as I bounced up and down, relentlessly, increasing my pace, crescendoing the energy and making David’s cum rise. David asked permission from me to cum. Granted. Explosion!

I ordered him to put on his clothes again and sit down in my therapy chair to bring him out of the hypnotic trance and check his well-being. I clicked my fingers, “I’m your therapist David. Any intrusive thoughts about your Stepmom?”

“No! And I feel great!”

I thought silently to myself that of course he felt great, he’d just emptied his balls of days of cum, and had just had the fuck of a lifetime. He’d be back again as soon as that cum started to rise again.

I had noted that my “stepson” clearly had not encountered a woman who fucked like I did…but I bet his Stepmom did!

Saturday, June 5th 2021

Now that’s what I call a massage

It was our first encounter for nearly a year as Michael had been extremely cautious with the restrictions. Being a lot more relaxed by now, Michael was up for exactly that...relaxation. And what better way to relax than with a soothing massage? Except this was no ordinary massage. We had laid out towels all over the bed to allow for things to get a little wild...and messy!

The massage gel stood on the bedside table, a blend of seaweed and aloe vera with a consistency of somewhere between lube and oil. Michael noticed it as he walked in, so much tension in the air from far too long without meeting. So many months to massage away the tension with. But this was not to be your typical shoulder and neck massage...in fact I had something planned for the full body...for both of us.

It started as a kiss, tender and passionate, as we began to undress each other, slowly, garment by garment, resisting the urgency with something more gentle. Michael’s cock was rock hard. I was wet.

We settled on the bed, stroking each other, the tension melting away with every caress. I beckoned for Michael to turn over onto his front as I stranded him and reached out to the pre-mixed nuru massage gel and warm water as I dipped my hand in it and start to rub it gently into his back. I reached back for a more generous amount until Michael’s back was awash with the gel...and after I had spread it all over with my hands, I lay down in him, pressing my breasts into his body as I massaged his whole body...with mine. I was sliding all over him, getting wetter, as he delighted in the slippery sensations he was feeling between our bodies. Sliding in such erotic fun!

I instructed Michael to turn over as I continued the massage, but this time face to face...well, sometimes face to face, as once I’d applied a glut of gel to his chest, my face was slipping as far down as his cock...very tempting indeed! I took his hard dick in my mouth and sucked sensually on it (luckily the taste of the gel was fine!), and I rotated so he could enjoyed feasting on my soaking wet pussy while I continued to take his slippery cock down my throat. A delicious, lubricious dance!

We had worked out the practicalities in advance, and found nuru massage gel that worked with condoms, so after I had slipped one onto Michael our sliding intensified, although this time we had the anchor of Michael’s cock inside me to keep me firmly on top of him. We fucked and we slid, unbridled wanton safe fucking, while we both picked up our rhythm and climaxed together (the nuru gel worked well sliding my clit over Michael’s pubic bone to give me the explosive orgasm I wanted), moaning and writhing in the glistening gel left on the towels that weren’t on our bodies...a mutual shower left us all clean...and the legacy of the nuru massage left us with glowing smooth skin for days afterwards...not to mentioned the smiles and feelings of relaxation.

Wednesday, May 12th 2021

Focus on My Feet

He came into my bedroom a little shyly, and little wonder. I was neck to ankle in smoky black transparent latex and black patent high heels, with my hair tumbling on golden curls on my shoulders. It was enough to make any mere mortal quake in their boots. But boots were not the reason Michael was here. It was my shoes and what lay inside them that was the object of fascination for him. I beckoned him onto the bed with me and immediately ensnared him, placing my 6” heels on his chest. He was already captivated but I told him not to move a muscle and certainly not to touch my feet.

He dared to doubt me when I told him that I could hypnotise him with my feet alone. Big mistake! I dangled my stilettos tantalisingly from my toes then dropped each shoe to the floor, one after the other. Michael’s eyes widened and I knew it was time to begin the induction. I swung my feet from side to side like a pendulum as he focussed on them. I gently whispered words of encouragement to begin with, lulling him into false sense of security and under my spell. He went under faster than I’d even seen before, my soles swinging as he fell deeper and deeper in the trance. He was utterly spellbound as I counted him down from ten to one, then became completely under my power.

“Lick my soles. Taste them. They are the most divinely delicious thing you’ve ever had in your mouth.” Michael did exactly as I said and tongued them as if he was eating a wonderfully-flavoured ice cream voraciously , after hours of being hungry. I pushed the soles into his face, almost suffocating him.

“Suck each toe in turn. I want you to lick between the toes too. Lavish pure adoration on those divine digits.” Michael sucked them like his life depended on it. In his mind, my feet were his sole deities, and he was here for worship.

Even though he was still fully clothed, I could see Michael growing hard in his trousers. I began to touch him in that area and coax him out of his trousers, pants and socks until I had his cock in his hand and was gently rubbing it. He began to suck my toes more enthusiastically, so I cruelly snapped them away from him. Poor Michael was in a state of confusion having his Goddess’s feet whipped away from him like that!

But he wouldn’t complain about what followed...a lengthy and highly erotic foot job. I wrapped the dainty arches of my petite size 5 feet around his lovely hard cock, wanking it gently to begin with, then taking one foot away to press into his face while the other stayed on his cock, making massaging circular motions on it. Michael was highly aroused by now and was close to cumming, so I returned the other foot to his cock and gripped it with the toes of both feet. I bent over to spit on his cock. He was on the brink. I wanked him fast and hard. This time I pushed him over the edge snd he began to erupt in a torrent of warm spunk over my gorgeous feet. And when he started cumming, he kept on cumming and cumming.....my feet were drenched by the time I had finished with him by the huge cummy load...and he would leave the room being vulnerable to being triggered into a trance at any point pretty feet came into view...

Wednesday, April 7th 2021

Kathy Comes Home

Kevin turned up to one of my hypnotherapy sessions feeling particularly anxious. He’d been having intrusive thoughts about being a woman and had even started cross dressing experimentally in his bedroom at home. All he needed was the help of an unscrupulous hypnotherapist to push him over the edge into the great ocean of femininity for once and for all...and Dr Phoenix was there to help, clad in her best silky satin blouse, leather skirt, fully fashioned nylons and heels, all in black.

“I really need an extra push to feel that I have become a woman Dr Phoenix. Can you help?”

Of course I could help...but while I was to be hypnotising to Kevin to become Kathy, I thought it best that he release something else other than his manhood...his freedom! Oh yes, this was also my chance to put Kevin in a trance, make in into Kathy, and make Kathy my personal maid, in permanent servitude to me.

As the watch swung from side to side, it became clear that Kevin was extremely susceptible to hypnotism, and fell under almost instantly. This was going to be a very easy task for me. I brought Kevin deeper into the trance and dropped suggestions into his mind which he lapped up wholeheartedly.

“You will become more feminine. You will become more under my power and control. You will want to serve me as my maid. When I snap my fingers, you will come out of the trance and feel like a woman. You will feel wonderful. Your name is no longer Kevin. Your name is now Kathy.”

With the click of my fingers, Kathy was out of the trance. “How do you feel Kathy?” I enquired.

“Wonderful! Very calm and confident Dr Phoenix.”

I smirked, knowing fully well that Kevin was now Kathy, at least in terms of mind.

“Fantastic. Now we need to get you out of those clothes into something more your style Kathy.”

Kathy responded to her new name, “Oh yes Mistress,” and looking down on her dowdy masculine garments uttered, “please help me dress in something suitable. These men’s clothes really aren’t me at all.”

I responded to my new term of address too. “Let’s get you into some gorgeous black vintage-style lingerie to start off with.” I helped Kathy into a pair of satin panties and suspender belt, helping her attach each of the six straps to the fully fashioned nylons I had given her. A conical 50s style bra (with a little help of some enhancement in the cups) added to the stylish look. Kathy slipped into a blue satin skater dress, which had a wrap-over top and a skirt that flared out and came to just above her bestockinged knees. I pulled out a pair of blue shiny patent size 10 heels, which she slipped into with ease. However, the look was not quite finished! A chic shoulder-length wavy brunette wig gave a distinctly elegant feel to the look, but it wasn’t until the makeup was done that the transformation was complete...and Kathy did look fabulous in her full makeup, including the long, luscious eyelashes and glossy red lips. Lucky for Kathy then that Dr Phoenix was also quite the dab hand with makeup, creating such a glamorous look for Kathy!

“Some training is needed now Kathy. I’d like you to demonstrate how you walk in those heels.” Kathy sashayed around the room with ease...and it became clear that the hypnosis had been extremely effective! Dr Phoenix had the perfect reward for Kathy, and produced a metal chastity device. “I’m going to cage you now Kathy. You won’t be needing your cock any longer, so it’s really quite useless. From now on it will be your clit. Being under lock and key suited Kathy perfectly. Now they could concentrate on the ass training.

“Your ass needs to function like a pussy from now on. Go to the bathroom to douche, and make your pussy feel as much like a velvety cunt as possible.” Kathy disappeared momentarily, but came back looking rather pleased with herself. The last part of the training was about to begin. It was my turn to disappear to the bathroom momentarily, re-emerging with a splendid-looking spiral 10” strap-on cock...and nothing else but her trademark stockings and heels. Kathy submissively assumed a position on her back with her legs held up high, while I plunged my phallus deep into her welcoming hole. The fucking was as satisfying as it was deep. Kathy cried out in pleasure while I pounded her. She felt what it was like to have multiple anal orgasms, all the while when I was looking her right in her beautifully made up eyes. Kathy finally felt fulfilled. She had come home...and I made the executive decision not to bring her out of the hypnosis...

Sunday, February 28th 2021

The Nurse of St Josephine's

He was back again for a new term. The elite boarding school for sixth form girls had been closed since Christmas due to government COVID regulations, just like any school, but it was about to reopen and James, just like any other teacher at the school, has been sent to the school nurse for his health MOT.

One of the secretarial members of staff sent him to the shower to make sure he was clean and gleaming ready for health assessment. Nurse Phoenix arrived in the surgery room as James hosed himself down, taking care to attend to his most intimate parts, knowing they would be under close scrutiny. A disembodied voice sailed into the shower room, “Hello James, Nurse Phoenix here. Make sure you shower properly. A lot of people don’t realise there’s right way and wrong way to shower.”

“Erm...I-I didn’t actually realise that,” stammered James.

“Let me come in and demonstrate.”

James had not met Nurse Phoenix before but and was trying to picture what the voice might look like, but when a vision in white walked in while he was mid-shower, his body acted appropriately inappropriately. Nurse Phoenix wore a white coat, bulging where her ample breasts were, ending mid-thigh length under which white fully fashioned stockings were clearly visible. She wore a pair of very high-heeled white stilettos on her feet, and pearl earrings and a matching necklace completed the look. James’ erection told her that he thought she looked sensational, but the trained professional that she was had a job to do.

“You need to use the anti-bacterial shower gel and rub it into each area of the body for at least fifteen seconds,” she said, demonstrating the action on James’ chest. He grew ever harder as she rubbed the soapy suds in and they dripped down his body onto his cock. Nurse Phoenix was clearly not perturbed by intimate parts of the body. “Like this,” she said as she rubbed his cock and it responded with a clear twitch. “Now you must ensure that you rinse properly too.” She sprayed warm water over him in a manner that was slightly sensual and almost teasing.

“Good, it’s essential that we maintain these exemplary standards of hygiene as we enter this new term at St Josephine’s.” Nurse Phoenix beckoned James out of the bath and wrapped him in a towel. James finished off drying his body, barely disguising his blatant erection with the towel, and followed Phoenix into the surgery room. There was an array of what looked like medical items at first glance on a table next to the consultation chair, which James sat himself down on. However, on closer inspection he realised that these were too brightly coloured and softly shaped to be medical items. James tried not to react to obviously when it dawned on him what they actually were. They were sex toys.

“With term about to start I need to test your sensitivity to these various items. The school will be filling up with female members of staff, and as you are still the only male teacher, you must learn the art of self-discipline. I saw how you reacted to my presence with a rather big erection. This will not go down well (pardon the pun) once term begins. You need to be milked of your cum regularly so that your sexual urges are less obvious to your colleagues,” announced Nurse Phoenix.

James was agreeable to Nurse Phoenix’s suggestion (though perhaps it was more of an order than a suggestion...), as she picked the first item from the table, a cock ring. She placed the metal ring around James’s now semi-hard cock and balls. It wasn’t long until it started bulging hard, making his genitals tauter than before. “This will ensure your erection is as strong as possible and prevent you from cumming too quickly. I want to edge you for as long as possible for an optimum milking session.” Next Phoenix snapped on a pair of black latex gloves and began to probe inside James’ ass with a lubed finger, before inserting a small prostate massager butt plug inside him. “Further stimulation for you James. Your cum must be of the highest quality.” Phoenix then produced a massage wand, which she began to apply to his cock, balls and perineum, at times holding it against the tip until James shuddered. She teased him, all the while getting closer and closer to him.

“Do you like white fully fashioned stockings James?” asked Nurse Phoenix. James replied that he did. “Go on and stroke them.”

Practically no sooner had James started caressing the silky material of her stockings that Phoenix began to climb onto the chair, straddling James with her white coat hitched up high. Although she was still using the wand on his cock, her pussy was barely a few inches away. He hadn’t seen it on the table, but Phoenix conjured up a condom seemingly from thin air and slipped it on his ragingly hard dick.

“The best way to finish an edging and milking session is with you finishing off inside me,” and before James had time to object, Phoenix had slid her lovely tight pussy onto his cock and was gyrating hard, so hard James feared the chair would break. He felt the cum rising in his balls as Phoenix ground into him while pulling hard on his nipples. “Cum for me James, cum now.” James only needed to be told once before bursting forth a torrent of cum inside the highly-sexed Nurse. “Well done James.”

After putting on his clothes again, Nurse Phoenix again congratulated him on his cum production, and did concede that this process would normally be done manually rather than vaginally. “You see, I’ve been in this school practically alone with only a handful of female staff, and I’ve been aching to have a male member inside me.”

“I’m happy to assist Nurse Phoenix. Have I passed my Health MOT then?”

“Yes, but I’m going to need you back here every week for milking sessions. You are a very virile man after all James.”

James trotted off to the staff room, ready to meet the other teachers for the new term with a sense of lightness due to the emptied balls...and a sense of excitement that this procedure was to become a regular occurrence.

Wednesday, October 14th 2020

The Governess of St Josephine's - Part Two

James returned to Governess Phoenix’s office wearing a simple white towelling robe after being hosed down by the two Sixth Form prefects in the shower room opposite. “Drop your robe James,” Phoenix demanded. The robe immediately feel to the floor. Phoenix circled James, examining his body inch by inch. “Well, you certainly look fit,” she commented, running her fingers over his chest, his arms, his buttocks, his legs...and then started to rub his cock and balls. “But I wonder if you have the stamina to match?”

James now had a raging erection. “It’s wonderful to see you so aroused and so virile. But I want to make use of other parts of your body first. I want to ride your face.” He lay back on the chaise longue while Governess Phoenix gathered up her long satin skirt, daintily dropped her panties and climbed over him with James’ face between her thighs. “I am only the first. There are plenty more who want to feel your tongue on their clits and inside their pussies! Make it good and the job is yours.” Phoenix ground against him, getting wetter by the second and making every moment with James’ tongue, tasting her eagerly, last. She had wanted this orgasm for a very long time, and it did not take long to achieve this until she was stifling her screams of pleasure being heard by those in the corridor outside her office. “You’re pretty good James.” She smiles as he licked his lips, savouring her sweet taste. “But what I’d really like is to fuck you. Stay on your back while I climb onto you.”

Phoenix slid herself onto his ragingly hard cock, feeling his full length inside her, until she had his full nine inches inside of her. Still in her satin, she unbuttoned her blouse and took off her bra so he could see her gorgeous tits bouncing up and down as she rode that cock. James felt the satin of her skirt against his skin as her rhythm picked up. But suddenly she stopped. “Time for you to show your stamina James.” She stayed still as he stated to buck back at her, gyrating against her so that she could feel the repeated stabbing of his cock inside her hard and deep. This was what Governess Phoenix wanted! After they fucked on the chaise longue they moved to her desk, then the window sill, oblivious of anyone who might have been passing and seen. Their fucking was frenzied and passionate. They both came hard simultaneously.

“You have excelled today James, and I would be delighted to employ you in the role of the sole male teacher at St Josephine’s.” James was elated! “Now please head off to the French department, left outside this office then up the staircase. Madame Dupont is a cougar with an extremely high sex drive and in need of your attention right now.”

Friday, October 9th 2020

The Governess of St Josephine's - Part One

It was a Tuesday morning as James drove through the large iron gates of the remote Devonshire landscape that provided host to elite girls’ boarding school St Josephines. The prestigious school was headed by Governess Phoenix, surprisingly a very attractive woman in her late thirties, with tumbling wavy blonde hair that passed her shoulders, rather reminiscent of a 50s movie star femme fatale. James was ushered into her office by a couple of sixth form prefects. The Governess turned around. She looked dazzling, though there was hardly a patch of bare flesh he could observe on her excepting her face and hands since she was dressed from neck to ankles in shiny satin. She wore a bright red satin blouse, pussy bow tied at the neck. It had voluminous sleeves, with neat cuffs at the wrists. Her satin skirt was black and down to her ankles, flaring out ever so slightly, but James could just about make out that she was wearing fully fashioned nylon stockings that had those giveaway wrinkles around her ankles. On her feet, she wore black red-soled high heels, with peep toes and a small platform to raise the Governess to a fearsome height. When she shook his hand, it was if she was towering over him although they were actually the same height with her in that splendid footwear. It must have been that the Governess’s personality came before her. But despite feeling quite intimidated, James could not help finding her utterly desirable. Her red lips and pearl earrings completed the devastating look.

“Sit down James,” the Governess ordered, rather than invited. He took a seat opposite her, trying not to observe the startling fact that underneath all of that satin, there was a wonderful hourglass figure. “You come with a fantastic resumé with exemplary credentials James! But I must ask the question...why do you want to apply for a position that would mean you were the sole male teacher among 30 female staff in such an isolated part of the country?”

James stumbled over his words at first but blurred out that he had been deeply impressed by the stunning reputation of St Josephine’s and it would be an honour to work with them, even if it did demand that he made a few sacrifices. The Governess nodded, as if realising that this might not entirely be an honest answer...or was it?

Governess Phoenix changed her position to a long green leather couch on the other side of the office and beckoned him over.

“James. Let me cut to the chase. Your qualifications and experience are second to none. But I am concerned you may be unaware of some facets of the job.”

“What do you mean Governess Phoenix?”asked a baffled James.

“Well, the position requires a male member....of staff....who is willing to go beyond the call of duty. You wouldn’t see this on any official job description, but the chosen candidate will be required to see to the needs of the female staff members.”

“I think I know what you’re asking actually, please go ahead as I will treat your words with the utmost confidentiality.”

Governess Phoenix leaned towards him to elaborate, her voice lowering to a more hushed tone. “It can be awfully frustrating at times for us ladies here. The weeks go by in this very remote place without us encountering any gentlemen whatsoever. Although we do have a lot of liberated fun with each other, the desire to see and feel a male member is most desirable. Even getting the repairman into service the boiler can get..let’s say...overwhelming for him and those who happen upon him. So similarly, we do expect you to be of use to us on the lonely days and nights here...and make yourself sexually available to us.”

“Actually, Governess Phoenix, I did anticipate some...er...interaction with the staff, but perhaps not to the extent you are suggesting. I can truly say that I can live up to the performance expected of me.”

“Well, there’s only one way to find out if you’re being truthful, isn’t there?” the Governess winked at him. “Go and getting showered in the room opposite. My helpers will assist you and give you a robe to wear on your return to my office.

James trotted off, excited but somewhat apprehensive about living up to Phoenix’s obviously high expectations...