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Get your own Free Home PageAfter lunch she led me to the couch and said she wanted to do something romantic. I suggested we light a fire in the fireplace and she shook her head saying, "Its too light outside but I'd like to do that if we come back and spend another night here." We quickly agreed to return next Friday so we could spend two nights together but she showed me what she had in mind for this afternoon by kneeling on the floor and putting herself on the couch in the same position she was in yesterday. I was catching on so I situated myself as I was then and she explained, "I was just playing when you caught me like this but as soon as you gave me the first little swat something happened. I started to get turned on. I had a few fantasies about what it would be like to make love with you but this was the first time I associated you with some of my more perverted ones and I didn't know how to handle it. We'd somehow kept our hands off each other in the past and this was brand new territory. I liked it. The swats you gave me certainly didn't hurt but it was the idea of you actually spanking me that had me reeling for a minute. I vaguely remember we joked about it and then you said you wanted to take my pants down. I pictured us with my ass hanging out and you giving it the kind of attention I'd only dreamed about. Unfortunately, I couldn't bring myself to take you up on your offer. Believe me I wanted to. When you were teasing in the car and said you were inches from where I was dripping with lust you didn't know how right you were. If you had taken matters in to your own hands and done anything towards stripping me I wouldn't have stopped you and who knows what might have happened. You're not the type of guy to force himself on a girl against her wishes and I really am glad about that but at the time I was secretly wishing you would just pull my pants down and do it anyway. Asking me to tell you my spanking fantasies was close but I still couldn't bring it out in the open. When you pulled my head down and I could see just how you reacted to the idea of spanking me I felt really foolish but by then I was too embarrassed by the whole incident to bring it up again. I'm not sure how we got to talking about it on the way home but I'm glad we did."
I kissed her and said I was glad about where we ended up too. She said, "Speaking of end up, I want to make believe toady is yesterday only this time don't be such a nice guy. We'll start here." She arched her back and pushed her rear end out as she continued, "I've got plenty if protection so spank away. Your hand is going to wear out before my ass does." They might not have been the exact words she said yesterday but it was close enough to elicit my answer as I gave her a few light slaps, "Maybe we should even the odds." We went through the joke about me wearing a glove and came to the part where I suggested bare skin. Emulating our previous actions I was rubbing her bottom as she said, "A girl would have to be crazy to let you do that." It was time to deviate from yesterday's script and explore new territory so I answered before she got to her 'don't you think this is perverted' speech. "I'm not talking about you letting me. I'm talking about a naughty little girl who needs to be taught a lesson. I don't intend to wear out my hand on these poor innocent clothes."
She put her head on her arms and pleaded, "I'll be good. Don't spank me. I'm sorry I tickled you." I replied, "Too late. I asked you to stop and you wouldn't so I don't see any reason why I should listen to you now. They're coming down and that's all there is to it." So saying I reached under her and started the process. She did nothing to assist me but she did nothing to hinder me either other than pleading for me to stop before things got out of hand. I villainously replied, "On the contrary My Dear, I've got you under my hand and you're going to stay there." I managed to get the jeans and long underwear down to just above her knees. When I put my fingers in the waistband of her panties she reached back and grabbed my wrists as she begged me to leave them on. I thought about the fantasies she told me earlier and remembered that the discovery of how aroused she gets occurs after the punishment. Pulling the underpants down now would expose her wanton desires prematurely. I magnanimously agree to leave them on but added that I would have to spank harder to make up for the extra protection they provided. I demonstrated with a few hard swats.
She voiced her objection to swats and my comment. "Ouch, Don't. (etc.) You don't have to hit so hard. They don't give me any protection. It hurts just as much with them on." I asked how she could make such a statement when we hadn't made the comparison unless my hand wasn't the first to grace her bottom in this manner. I showed her what manner I meant a few more times. Between her silly little yelps she protested my insinuation and swore she had never been spanked by anyone else. I stopped and said, "Then that brings us right back to the point. You don't know if a spanking will or will not hurt more on a bare rear end. However, I'll make you a deal. You may keep them on for now and I will not hit as hard if you agree to three things. One: The clothes bunched up at your knees come off. Two: You ask me to spank you for being naughty. Three: You agree to take the last five swats with your panties down. Your alternative is I take them down now and still hit just as hard. You've got five seconds to make up your mind. One... Two..."
She complained that I didn't give her much of a choice and I said, "Three..." She dejectedly answered, "I accept you kind offer." I decide to let the sarcasm pass and with her assistance of lifting each knee, the jeans and long underwear were thrown to one side. I asked if she wasn't supposed to say something now and with her face buried in her arms I could just make out the words, "Please spank me." I waited a moment and prompted, "Because..." She finished, "because I was naughty."
I restarted my swats and interspersed comments about how she asked to be spanked and wasn't she happy to get what she asked for. I also added that she hadn't asked for this because she was naughty but because she just wanted to be spanked. Of course, she denied the charges. In accordance with our deal, I was not hitting very hard. I stopped after about twenty more slaps. Her ass was now moving as if to relieve more than a little stinging. My hypothesis was supported when that very same bottom which had remained sticking out to accept its due and never once tried to evade my hand was now pushing out even farther. Her moans didn't sound like she was in a lot of pain either. I made her wait and watched that perfect ass seeking more attention before I asked, "Do you want me to stop." Her answer was whispered but immediate, "No."
I leaned close to her ear and said, "Tell me what you want." Her whisper again, "Spank me more and do it harder. YES, that's the way." I had obeyed her wishes and continued to do so for another dozen. When I stopped again it was to announce that she had five to go and it was time to get those panties out of the way. She implored me to leave them on as I slowly pulled them down. I had intended to bring them down just far enough to bare the target but in spite of her continuing entreaties, she lifted one knee and then the other as I took the hint and eventually added her panties to the pile of clothes to my left. I gave her a hard swat and rested my hand on the warm surface. It naturally slid down and as her legs opened I made my 'discovery'. "What's this my little minx. Someone's very wet. Spanking turns you on doesn't it." She disavowed this but her physical response didn't agree. The area is question tried to follow my hand as I moved it back. I planted another good smack and went back to my probing. The sounds she was making seemed to suggest approval of my action but she still would not own up to spankings causing her arousal. I gave her another two really hard slaps and she finally said in a panting voice, "Yes. Getting spanked turns me on". I moved back to her wet spot which was wriggling in a most enticing manner and asked if she wanted anything else.
She turned her head towards me and smiled as she requested, "You promised to give me five after you took my panties off. You still owe me one and then I need you inside me." I pulled my hand back and delivered the last swat as hard as I could. It kept her attention occupied while I quickly unzipped and moved between her legs. My entry was easy and fast followed by hard slamming. In the process, I got the rest of her clothes off and with her help, put myself in the same state. Suffice it to say that we never got out to do any more skating that afternoon.
During the ride back to the college we discussed a number of things including a few plans for our next trip to the cabin but that's another story.
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