Sleazy Men...and My Bottom Series by J.C. Cummings

A well-rounded new series from the naughty pen of Cummings! Sleazy Men…and My Bottom! Disclaimer : It’s not just sleazy men who have a preference or even an obsession with women’s behinds... moreA well-rounded new series from the naughty pen of Cummings! Sleazy Men…and My Bottom! Disclaimer : It’s not just sleazy men who have a preference or even an obsession with women’s behinds. Refer to nearly any poll out there, and you’ll see that most men (and even a fair amount of women) are pretty darned obsessed with a lovely lady’s soft, warm, and deliciously round mounds filling out the back of her jeans—along with all the nifty cracks, creases, and crinkles that go along with those mouthwatering protrusions.Well, who can blame them? Bottoms, behinds, butts, buns, bums, booties—whatever you choose to call ‘em, they sure are a lot of fun to hold and behold. Firm or soft. Big or small. Young or old. Pink or bronzed. In the end, there’s something for everyone!But whereas most butt aficionados are content to simply ogle the swaying, canting cheeks of a woman on the street, goose a bit of curviness in an elevator, and perhaps play with the tushy of a wife or girlfriend, some of the more shall we say, ambitious individuals out there really succumb to their obsession and, through trickery and cunning, wind up with handfuls of softness that, technically, they’re not really “authorized” to enjoy!Oh, well, the bottom line is that female rear ends are brimming with yumminess, and whether their owners realize it or not, those southern attractions just might enjoy a bit of extra, albeit dirty-minded, attention if only these owners could “see the light” and allow their sexy bums to see the light, too. The light of day!*Goody-goody college sophomore Kathy Phillips sure is grateful that her classmate Jared Wilbur was willing to drive her to her appointment with a dermatologist after her brother got held up at work and couldn’t take her. The bottom of her foot has been hurting so bad that she can barely walk on it, so she can’t thank her school’s handsome star football player enough for his generosity.In fact, his willingness is more than generous because taking her will leave him with barely enough time afterward for him and some friends to make it to a nearby NFL playoff game he’s been dying to see.Kathy prays that her appointment won't run too long and cause him to be late.But as soon as they go inside the clinic, one unfortunate incident after another begins heading her way.For starters, as there are no seats left in the waiting room, Jared decides to go into the exam room with her. That's awkward in itself.But then, things go way beyond awkward when the podiatrist, Gordon Trainor, discovers faint lines running up the back of her leg from her heel to…who knows where?Oh, dear, that means Kathy is going to have to undress completely so Gordon can determine if those worrisome lines have reached her nether regions!Oh, but Kathy is so modest and innocent!And Gordon needs Jared to stay in the room to act as a chaperone!And podiatrists never need exam gowns, so all Kathy gets is a two-foot paper drape that covers practically nothing!And Gordon is very thorough!And then, oh dear, Jared realizes that the exam is taking so long that his friends are leaving for the playoff game without him!And that leaves Kathy so distraught that she'd do anything to make it up to Jared—even if it went against everything her God-fearing Christian upbringing taught her! less

Disclaimer : It’s not just sleazy men who have a preoccupation or even an obsession with women’s behinds. Refer to nearly any poll out there, and you’ll see that most men are pretty darned obsessed with a lovely lady’s soft, warm, and deliciously round mounds filling out the back of her jeans—along with all the nifty cracks, creases, and crinkles that go along with those mouthwatering protrusions... moreDisclaimer : It’s not just sleazy men who have a preoccupation or even an obsession with women’s behinds. Refer to nearly any poll out there, and you’ll see that most men are pretty darned obsessed with a lovely lady’s soft, warm, and deliciously round mounds filling out the back of her jeans—along with all the nifty cracks, creases, and crinkles that go along with those mouthwatering protrusions.Well, who can blame them? Bottoms, behinds, butts, buns, bums, booties—whatever you choose to call ‘em, they sure are a lot of fun to hold and behold. Firm or soft. Big or small. Young or old. Pink or bronzed. In the end, there’s something for everyone!But whereas most butt aficionados are content to simply ogle the swaying cheeks of a woman on the street, goose a bit of curviness in an elevator, and perhaps play with the tushy of a wife or girlfriend, some of the more shall we say, ambitious individuals out there really succumb to their obsession and, through trickery and cunning, wind up with handfuls of softness that, technically, they’re not really “authorized” to enjoy!Oh, well, the bottom line is that female rear ends are brimming with yumminess, and whether their owners realize it or not, those southern attractions just might enjoy a bit of extra, albeit dirty-minded, attention if only these owners could “see the light” and allow their sexy bums to see the light, too. The light of day!* * *Forty-nine-year-old Olivia St. Claire is having the worst day of her life. As a lifelong sufferer of stage fright, she never enjoys giving PowerPoint presentations at work. In fact, her nerves typically get so bad that not only does she shiver and sweat her way through them, but typically winds up making mistakes left and right as a result.But this time, everything’s even worse. Her organic food manufacturing company, Gaia Foods, has invited buyers from some of the largest supermarket chains in the country to her presentation in hopes that they’ll consider doing business with Gaia. There are literally tens of millions of dollars at stake here. The Olivia’s nerves are now so bad that she can barely speak and winds up humiliating herself and her company. In short, her presentation is a disaster.And her boss, thirty-year-old CEO Owen Gabriel, has had it. He orders Olivia up to his office where he informs her of his plan to terminate her high-paying job.Unless…Unless Olivia allows him to “help” her become more comfortable before others by submitting to a bit of “immersion therapy. His plan is to make her do things in front of him and the buyers that are so “unpleasant” ( humiliating to the nth degree) that any future presentation will seem like a walk in the park in comparison…and her stage fright will be cured.Yeah, it’s a load of crap—Owen’s only real intention is to get Olivia naked—and then some! But she’s so desperate to keep her job that she fails to notice.Off come the poor woman’s clothes. Then, shaking and gasping pitifully, she is ordered to do one lewd and embarrassing thing after another in front of a roomful of sleazy, gawking men. It really is disgraceful, all the sinful things she’s being put through.And in the end, it doesn’t seem to be working. Olivia’s humiliation doesn’t seem to be diminishing at all. less

Dear Reader,Let’s talk about butts, shall we? You see, it’s not just sleazy men who have a preference, preoccupation, or even an obsession with women’s behinds. Refer to nearly any poll out there, and you’ll see that most men (and even a fair amount of women) are pretty darned obsessed with a lovely lady’s soft, warm, and deliciously round mounds filling out the back of her jeans—along with all the nifty cracks, creases, and crinkles that go along with those mouthwatering protrusions... moreDear Reader,Let’s talk about butts, shall we? You see, it’s not just sleazy men who have a preference, preoccupation, or even an obsession with women’s behinds. Refer to nearly any poll out there, and you’ll see that most men (and even a fair amount of women) are pretty darned obsessed with a lovely lady’s soft, warm, and deliciously round mounds filling out the back of her jeans—along with all the nifty cracks, creases, and crinkles that go along with those mouthwatering protrusions.Well, who can blame them? Bottoms, behinds, butts, buns, bums, booties—whatever you choose to call ‘em, they sure are a lot of fun to hold and behold. Firm or soft. Big or small. Young or old. Pink or bronzed. In the end, there’s something for everyone!But whereas most butt aficionados are content to simply ogle the swaying cheeks of a woman on the street, goose a bit of curviness in an elevator, and perhaps play with the tushy of a wife or girlfriend, some of the more “ambitious” individuals out there really succumb to their obsession and, through trickery and cunning, wind up with handfuls of softness that, technically, they’re not really “authorized” to enjoy!Oh, well, the bottom line is that female rear ends are brimming with yumminess, and whether their owners realize it or not, those southern attractions just might enjoy a bit of extra, albeit dirty-minded, attention if only these owners could “see the light” and allow their sexy bums to see the light, too. The light of day!* * *Diana Ruhle just had a rough night. The poor fifty-five-year-old secretary spent half of it in the bathroom, throwing up.She feels a bit better in the morning. But when she calls in to work to say she’ll be coming in late, her boss, CEO Geoffrey Beaumont, informs her that she can’t return to the office—and possibly make her coworkers sick—until he first sends someone to her home to examine her to see if she’s okay.Well, Diana is far too modest to relish the idea of being examined—especially at home—so she spends the next half-hour feeling a bit nervous.Did we say “a bit” nervous?Not quite. Not when the “someone” who’s been sent to examine her turns out to be a twenty-year-old premed nursing student at the community college.Not when Geoffrey Beaumont shows up as well! For her protection, of course.Not when poor, shaky Diana is then ordered out of her clothes and onto her kitchen table with nothing but a tiny paper drape covering her.Not when other men happen to arrive—and show no concern for her modesty by staying to watch as well.It wouldn’t be quite so bad if this were a simple cursory check of her tummy. But Diana’s boss is far too much of a pervert to let her off the hook that easily. Indeed, he seems to take great pleasure in ordering the student nurse, Noah Sachs, to turn turn what should have been a quick, simple checkup into the most humiliating and debasing series of slippery fingers, unpleasant instruments, and shameful positions any woman ever endured.Poor Diana—she could never have predicted how horrific this experience turns out to be.She also couldn’t have predicted how incredible it turns out to be, either! If cute women, beautiful bottoms, unscrupulous men, and massive amounts of humiliation are your cup of tea, this story is for you! Get your copy today and less

Dear Let’s talk about butts, shall we? You see, it’s not just sleazy men who have a preference, preoccupation, or even an obsession with women’s behinds. Refer to any poll out there, and you’ll see that most men (and even some women) are pretty darned obsessed with a lovely lady’s soft and deliciously round mounds filling out the back of her jeans—along with all the cracks, creases, and crinkles that go along with those mouthwatering protrusions... moreDear Let’s talk about butts, shall we? You see, it’s not just sleazy men who have a preference, preoccupation, or even an obsession with women’s behinds. Refer to any poll out there, and you’ll see that most men (and even some women) are pretty darned obsessed with a lovely lady’s soft and deliciously round mounds filling out the back of her jeans—along with all the cracks, creases, and crinkles that go along with those mouthwatering protrusions.Well, who can blame them? Bottoms, behinds, butts, buns, bums, booties—whatever you choose to call ‘em, they sure are a lot of fun to hold and behold. Firm or soft. Big or small. Young or old. Pink or bronzed. In the end, there’s something for everyone!But whereas most butt aficionados are content to simply ogle the swaying cheeks of a woman on the street, goose a bit of curviness in an elevator, and perhaps play with the tushy of a wife or girlfriend, some of the more “ambitious” individuals out there really succumb to their obsession and, through trickery and cunning, wind up with handfuls of softness that they’re not exactly “authorized” to enjoy!Oh, well, the bottom line is that female rear ends are brimming with yumminess, and whether their owners realize it or not, those southern attractions just might enjoy a bit of dirty-minded attention if only these owners could “see the light” and allow their sexy bums to see the light, too. The light of day!* * *When a young robber arrives at an old southern bank where sweet Anne-Marie Hollister works as a teller, she assumes that money is the only thing he’s interested in. After all, when he discovers that the safe is locked and that only the bank president, who’s out playing golf, has the combination, the furious man decides to take everything in the drawer and rob all the customers instead. It’s better than nothing!Well, Anne-Marie is too caring a woman to let that happen to all those scared loyal customers. So, after learning how smitten the thief is with her bottom, she decides to be the hero and offer her well-rounded backside to him instead!As one would expect, being made to take off all her clothes in front of everyone subjects her to an appalling and even cruel degree of public humiliation. The poor, frightened woman can barely swallow or catch her breath—especially given how sleazy and dirty-minded this young crook is.But that’s the thing. The man is, in fact, a crook—and crooks are greedy. So, if Anne-Marie thinks she’s going to get off with merely a few squeezes to her bare bottom, she is to be sadly mistaken!Even more She’s about to learn that, apparently, Mr. Bank Robber isn’t the only dirty-minded butt-lover in the room!Oh, dear, maybe she should have just let him take the money instead! If cute women, beautiful bottoms, unscrupulous men, and massive amounts of humiliation are your cup of tea, this story is for you! Get your copy today and discover just how much fun a lovely rear end can be when it’s shaking a mile a minute! less

Kikyo Watabe, nurse’s aide – 23I didn’t mean it! I really didn’t! I accidentally put the wrong medicine in a patient’s IV and nearly killed her! Then, the head of my department, Dr. Stuart Fischer, fired me! This means I’ll have to return to Japan, a failure in the eyes of my family and myself.But now, minutes later, he tells me I’m hired again!If…If I allow a dying patient named Mike Murphy to feel and explore my body however he chooses! The poor man! According to Dr... moreKikyo Watabe, nurse’s aide – 23I didn’t mean it! I really didn’t! I accidentally put the wrong medicine in a patient’s IV and nearly killed her! Then, the head of my department, Dr. Stuart Fischer, fired me! This means I’ll have to return to Japan, a failure in the eyes of my family and myself.But now, minutes later, he tells me I’m hired again!If…If I allow a dying patient named Mike Murphy to feel and explore my body however he chooses! The poor man! According to Dr. Fischer, he has never had a girlfriend or a woman in his life to enjoy. And this will be his only chance to savor a female body as he always wanted to.But I can’t do that! The problem is, I can’t lose my job and be sent home, either! I guess I’ll just have to go through with it, no matter how embarrassing it is!And to make things even more embarrassing, Dr. Fischer told me that Mr. Murphy has a chronic obsession with women’s bottoms! Therefore, that’s the part of my body he plans to spend the most time with—exposing it…fondling it…and…whatever!I feel so sorry for the poor man. I really do. I mean, he only has a couple of days left to live, and I’m the only woman he’ll ever have the chance to finally satisfy his lifelong urges and desires! So no matter how humiliating, I simply have to honor every one of his increasingly lewd and unpleasant requests!Lenny Hayes, multimillionaire – 52Psst! My name’s not really Mike Murphy…and I’m not dying either. I just cooked up this scheme with the help of Dr. Fischer, one of my golfing buddies (whom I paid a fortune in exchange for his help), so I can have a grand old time exploring the behind of one of the many sexy nurses I see here at the hospital while my wife is in surgery for a knee replacement.My wife has always been stingy in the bedroom (particularly in matters concerning her tushy), and this surgery means she’ll be out of commission for months! I had to do something before I go crazy.Well, it wasn’t cheap, but I sure hit the jackpot! Kikyo Watabe is the cutest, sexiest, most innocent little Japanese nurse any man could imagine! And her bottom is as cute as the rest of her!So, okay, call me a sleaze. But I just have to savor this little sweetie before my wife wakes up. And being a greedy, spoiled, entitled millionaire, my demands are pretty damned demanding. Sorry, but I just can’t help myself. Kikyo is just so gosh-darned adorable! And the more she shows and the more she does, the more I want! I mean, you have to see this cutie! Then, you’d understand why I’m doing all this.Even if the poor girl is humiliated to the nth degree—which I admit is a real turn-on in itself!Oh, God, I just hope my wife doesn’t come out of surgery too soon! If cute women, beautiful bottoms, unscrupulous men, and massive amounts of humiliation are your cup of tea, this story is for you! Get your copy today and discover just how much fun a lovely rear end can be when it’s shaking a mile a minute! less

Introducing Tammi Fookes - 44Oh, God, my husband John didn’t mean any harm! While I waited in the car, he broke into a doctor’s home in the middle of the night to steal some things because his company downsized him out of a job, and we need money so badly!But the doctor, Barry Benson, just caught him red-handed and says he’s going to call the police!No! He can’t! I need my husband! He’s all I have! He—he can’t go to jail!Well, thankfully, when John calls me inside to tell me the bad news, Dr... moreIntroducing Tammi Fookes - 44Oh, God, my husband John didn’t mean any harm! While I waited in the car, he broke into a doctor’s home in the middle of the night to steal some things because his company downsized him out of a job, and we need money so badly!But the doctor, Barry Benson, just caught him red-handed and says he’s going to call the police!No! He can’t! I need my husband! He’s all I have! He—he can’t go to jail!Well, thankfully, when John calls me inside to tell me the bad news, Dr. Benson sees me and suddenly has a change of heart. He says he’ll let John off the hook…if I agree to act as a medical model for an anatomy class he teaches at a nearby medical school.Well, I don’t like the sound of that at all! But what choice do I have? I can’t live without my John. So I agree. Besides, this is for a class—how bad could it be?Well, as soon as we arrive, I learn precisely how bad it can be when his son, Brandon, takes me into another room (with men all around) and tells me I have to take off all my clothes and put on a paper gown!That’s degrading enough. But then, when Dr. Benson arrives, I find out that his students are currently learning all about the female bottom—and he then proceeds to teach them everything there is to know about this very private part of a woman’s body by showing them mine!Worse, he does it in the lewdest, most debasing, and humiliating ways imaginable! Why, he has me getting into positions that would embarrass a stripper! It’s unspeakable!But it’s what he and the students do to my bottom that humiliates me to the core. It—it’s heinous! Frankly, I don’t know how I survive everything I’m being put through. Their eyes…their hands…their fingers! It’s the stuff of nightmares!I keep praying that John will step in and save me from this torture.But as it turns out, my dear husband has, um, other ideas! If cute women, beautiful bottoms, unscrupulous men, and massive amounts of humiliation are your cup of tea, this story is for you! Get your copy today and discover just how much fun a lovely rear end can be when it’s shaking a mile a minute! less