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I fell asleep on the couch around 7:00PM. I didn't get much sleep
the night before so I thought I'd catch a little nap. About an hour
later, I woke up and the house was quiet except for the TV, but the
volume was down very low. As I started to shake the drowsiness off,
I heard the distant sound of the mouse clicking on my computer in the
office and following it, some slightly heavy breathing. I quietly got
up from the couch and by the time I was standing, I had a pretty good
idea of what was happening.
Recently, I've noticed that things in my office and on my computer
weren't exactly as I'd left them. "No big deal", I thought to myself,
everyone in the house is welcome to use it. Then I found a bottle of
Astroglide tucked neatly away in my bookshelf. I think many men might
have been upset over finding this. Instead, I found myself staring at
the bottle with my mind filling with visions of my girlfriend getting
herself off while reading erotic stories on my computer.............not
to mention feeling an incredible erection straining against my pants.
I quietly made my way to the office, the breathing sound becoming more
defined, accompanied with the soft wet smacking sounds and muted moaning
I knew all so well. I peeked through the cracked door, left that way,
I'm sure, to hear if I awoke, and what I saw was so much more erotic
that I ever could have envisioned. She was naked and almost completely
reclined in my chair, the toes of her left foot barely touching the
floor, her shapely leg outstretched and well defined, her right leg
was pulled up with her knee resting on the armrest and her left hand
was busy massaging her clit while she read what was on the screen. With
each breath, her back arched, pointing her perfect breasts and erect
nipples toward the ceiling. The look on her face of total sexual immersion
was almost more than I could stand, yet I stood there for maybe 2 minutes
watching her and massaging myself through my pants until I thought my
dick would burst through the fabric.
I flung the door open and in a stern voice, demanded, "WHAT THE HELL
IS GOING ON IN HERE??" With a look of complete shock on her face, she
looked at me and began stammering almost incoherently. Shame and guilt
pouring off her like water, that is......until she saw the tremendous
bulge in my pants. Seeing this she started to lighten up a bit, but
I still kept up the act. "WELL?" I demanded. "WHAT HAVE YOU GOT TO SAY
FOR YOURSELF, I AM VERY DISAPPOINTED IN YOU. YOU DO KNOW THAT THIS CANNOT
GO UNPUNISHED!!" She looked at my quizzicaly and then when told her
that she'd better not move a single inch until I have returned, she
seemed not only very confused, but almost scared.
As I walked away, I couldn't help smiling to myself, pleased with the
control I seemed to have over her at the moment. Although I knew it
would probably be shortlived as she has always been independant and
does not like it when someone tries to order her around I thought I
would still try to make the most of the moment. I quickly made my way
to the kitchen and found my favorite wooden spoon, the only one I use
when I feel like cooking a special meal for the two of us. It's about
10 inches long, relatively flat, a wide round head and worn smooth from
years of use. I lightly slapped the palm of my hand with it. At the
sound it made, I thought, "This'll do just fine." My now painfully constrained
crotch seemed to agree.
Upon reentering the office, I saw that while she was still sitting
in my chair, she had picked up her clothes and had them covering her
and I could tell that she wasn't completely happy with what had just
happened. I snapped, "What the hell is this? Can't you follow even a
simple order? I told you not to move!" She started to say something,
my guess something along the lines of "How dare you" or "What do you
think you are doing", but she noticed the wooden spoon in my hand. "W-What
are you going to do with that?" she asked in not nearly the forceful
tone as I think she wanted.
Over the past year or so, I had taken to playfully giving her a swat
on the but now and again during foreplay, but I had never given "real"
spanking as part of our lovemaking a thought, before then. On those
occasions, she certainly did not seem to be turned off or repulsed but
they were only playful little swats. However, I did notice that right
after my playful ministrations, her nipples were always very erect and
she would be wet to the point that I could smell her pleasing musky
scent in the air.
"I think you know exactly what I'm going to do with this, don't you?"
I barked. She tried to get up from the chair and as she did I grabbed
her by the wrist, and don't ask me how, but I managed to move into the
chair behind her causing her to spin around and land face-down across
my lap with her perfectly sculpted ass placed right in front of me.
At the moment she realized what had happened, she began to struggle.
The odd thing was I knew that she was much stronger than she seemed
to be at the moment. Still holding her left wrist behind her back, I
quickly threw my right leg over the back of hers keeping her from being
able to thrash out of my grasp. Once I had her movements under control,
I looked down and marveled at the sight before me. She must've know
just how turned on I was because I could feel my dick pushing into her
stomach. I took my free hand and started to lightly caress her smooth
ass. After 10 or 15 seconds, I said "You think you can just do anything
you want around here, don't you? Well, I'm afraid that is just not the
way it is. Letsee, tonight alone, you've been sneaky, defiant and disobedient."
Continuing to rub her smooth cheeks, I noticed her scent filling the
air around me. "There it is" I thought to myself, "She really does like
it; She really wants to be spanked!" I then continued, "For your infractions,
you will get 30 across your rear, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?" As I expected,
she did not offer a "yes" in complete submission. That would have been
too easy. She started to thrash as best she could and protesting. "Don't
you dare!" "You better let me up right now!" At that, realizing that
I lost the spoon in the scuffle, I raised my hand, not so high as to
affect my aim or to cause too much pain, and brought it down squarely
on her left cheek making a fairly light SMACK sound. This caused her
entire body to shudder and a soft moan to escape her lips. She began
to pump her hips slightly while uttering more protests. SMACK sounded
the second, third and fourth, alternating between cheeks. Her body continued
to shudder and she moaned even louder. Her hips were pumping much faster
now and she was breathing quite fast. I stopped for a moment to rub
her ass where I had struck. "You are going to learn your lesson once
and for all, Missy!" I said in a stern voice. She began to plead, "Please
don't...." "Please!!" "No! dont spank me.." But her body continued to
say the opposite. "SMACK, SMACK, SMACK." Still not so hard to cause
her real discomfort, but her cheeks were starting to turn a light pink.
I looked down between her legs and could see that her pussy was now
completely soaked with her juices and her rectum was opening and closing
as she clenched her cheeks trying to alleviate the stinging. "Please,
I'll behave. I'm sorry" she said quietly.
By the time I got to the tenth, she was more turned on than I had seen
her in a while and I wasn't far behind her. I stopped again and rubbed
her back, her rear, the backs of her legs and the insides of her thighs.
She continued to moan lightly and breath hard the entire time. Especially
as I worked my way up the inside of her thighs. She turned her head
and looked up at me with those beautiful hazel eyes, now wet with her
tears and said, "I can feel your dick. I can feel how hard you are!"
Her breath started to hitch slightly. There was nothing I wanted more
at that moment than to be inside of her, to feel her hot, wet, soft
pussy squeezing my rock hard dick as we fucked eachother until we both
exploded.
Needless to say, I didn't get all 30 swats in. She took advantage of
a moment while I was caressing her skin and my mind was elsewhere and
slid right off my lap. Before I could say anything, she had my zipper
down and her mouth around the head of my dick. Who was I to argue, besides,
I think she learned her lesson. She continued to suck my dick for a
few minutes and then move backwards and lied down on her back, brought
her knees up and spread her legs. She didn't need to say it, her look
was enough, "Fuck me, Please fuck me!"
I hopped up off the chair and knelt between her legs and placed my
hands down next to her shoulders to support the upper half of my body.
I began rubbing the shaft of my dick between her slick lips and against
her clit. She started to shake again and begged me to put it inside
of her. She reached down and guidedthe head of my dick into her. I pushed
and slid all the way inside, filling her. Her hand still there, began
massaging my balls. I held it there, just for a moment feeling the heat,
the wetness completely engulfing me. As I began to pump faster and faster,
she held on to my forearms, her nails digging into my skin. She then
wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me in deeper with every stroke.
She started repeating "YES!" each time I plunged back into her and her
head was thrashing from side to side. I knew she was close and I could
feel myself boiling up inside my groin. She started screaming as she
began to cum and that was all I could take. I started to cum with more
intensity than I can ever remember, my hot cum shooting in spurts deep
inside of her. Feeling the heat from my cum as it coated her insides,
she came harder than i've ever seen. Violent shakes racked her body,
her lungs desperately gasping for air and her nails digging even farther
into my arms causing some blood to ooze out from under her nails.
As we began to subside, I lied down next to her and held her in my
arms for what seemed like hours. Every few seconds, her body would twitch
involuntarily as the ebbing orgasmic waves washing across her body diminished
and we both drifted off to sleep.
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