This short story is an entry in the 2001 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission.  Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice.  The author would appreciate your comments

Category:  Adult
Mostly fiction, 585 words, so I love to break the rules.
 

Susie's Paddling

By

Dave Martell <davemar@hotmail.com>

Susie was a cute girl with big brown eyes, a small nose, short dark hair, and a full round feminine bottom that jiggled nicely when she walked.  She was 28 years old, and she knew exactly how she liked to be spanked.  We had tried several different paddles, but my big fraternity paddle was her favorite.  "I like the weight because it feels like being fucked from behind," she once said.

"Bend over my knee Susie, you're going to get a spanking," I ordered, for no particular reason.  She didn't need to be bad, we both enjoyed these spankings.  I sat on the corner of the bed, and Susie bent over with her legs straight and her ass raised high.  White slacks stretched across her bottom, and I spanked her with my hand.  I love the feel of my palm on her bouncy bottom.

Susie's asscheeks quivered as I spanked her, and she shifted from side to side to spread the spanks more evenly. When I spanked her low near her pussy, she said "Yes, yes, I like it there."

"Enough warmup, go get the paddle," I announced.  She returned with my big fraternity paddle, 22 inches long, 4 inches wide, and 5/8 inch thick.  It packs a wallop.

"I want you naked, Susie, take everything off." She began by unbuttoning her blouse, and soon stood before me nude and vulnerable.  "Bend over the corner of the bed."

Susie laid down over the bed with her toes on the floor, legs apart, and her pubic mound pressed into the corner of the bed.  I touched the cool wood paddle to her soft bare bottom and rubbed it back and forth.  Then I brought the paddle down firmly, and it must have hurt, but she held still and said nothing.  She began to squirm a little after the sixth swat, and she grunted and moaned in a sexual way which told me she was enjoying her spanking.  I stopped after ten swats to let her rest, but she continued to grind her clitoris into the bed, rocking her hips suggestively.

After a minute or so, I paddled her again, but now I spaced the swats 15 seconds apart.  She could simmer like this for a long time.  Susie's ass turned bright pink, and she continued rubbing her mound on the bed, and telling me how the spanking was making her hot.

I pressed the long paddle to the middle of her bottom to show her where the swat would fall, and spanked her hard. The big paddle sunk 2 inches into her soft bottom and it bounced back.  Ripples spread across her ass to her thighs and pussy.  "Oh god it hurts," she cried.  I gave her another hot swat, and then let her cool down.

Soon she reached down with her fingers and found her clitoris. "Spank me," she asked.  I aimed at the tender sweet spot low on her ass and gave it to her good.  After a dozen spicy swats, Susie began moaning louder, and rhythmically with the contractions of her orgasm.  "Oh, oh, oh, yes, uh, uh, oooh." I tried to time the paddling to her voice, and then it was over.  She collapsed limply and rubbed her blazing bottom.

I took my pants off and entered her slippery pussy from behind.  She was so wet that my long hard dick slid right in, and I fucked her slowly as I felt the heat of her freshly paddled ass pressed against me.

If you enjoyed this story, email davemar@hotmail.com

The End

© Copyright Summer, 2001

Reviews

Wailer  <wailer(at)newsguy(dot)com>
Simple sexy spanking. Sort of a lunchtime quicky rather than a lazy Sunday afternoon. It's a little long (585 words by the author's count) and probably could afford to lose an adjective or two without losing its core. I like the "mostly fiction" header as well. :-)

Simon  <srb(at)imrryr(dot)demon(dot)co(dot)uk>
A nice descriptive piece with good use of language. For some this will be a classic spanking fantasy, although for others it may have an element of predictability.