Author: The Naughty Gaffer brndtag at mcn.net.
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Title: Tutoring Lyssa  
Keywords: F/M, spank
Summary: College girls should really pay attention.

Hey, look, these things aren’t really my fault, are they?
Lyssa had been having trouble with her spreadsheet class for half the term before she finally asked me to help her out. Since Lyssa is gorgeous and smart and sweet, I was prepared to sacrifice the time I’d usually spend playing a video game to help her. She started coming over to my dorm room in the evenings so I could teach her the ins and outs and vagaries of spreadsheets.
Her third visit happened on the first warm afternoon in spring. She had worn a windbreaker over from her dorm, but my window is on the West and the Saturday sun was pretty warm. In fact, it was warm enough that I had my window open a little. So Lyss parked her windbreaker over the back of my computer chair as we got to work. I was sitting on the bed because you know how dorm rooms are – even the RA’s room is pretty small, but at least I have it to myself. Lyss propped up her text and got her files going. I noticed that she kept leaning forward to look at the screen and see her work. I do have kind of an old-fashioned, smaller screen and I guess she was having to squint a little. And since she’s shorter than I am, her feet were a little short of the floor and she was swinging her crossed ankles a little. To top it all off, she also had to kind of stretch up a little to get to where she could see well.
Lyss was in spring clothes today – she had on tight blue jeans that had only about four notches in the zipper and a light blue top that just met her jeans when she was standing up. But since she was leaning forward and stretching up at the same time, Lyss’s top and her jeans had apparently gotten mad at each other. Anyway, there was a good six inches between the top of her jeans and the hem of her little top, six inches of smooth, pretty back. It was just where her figure spreads out a little below her waist and goes down to her hips and her bottom. It’s a nice stretch.
But it wasn’t quite bare. Lyss was wearing panties that just peeked above her jeans when she sat straight up (as I had noticed when we got started). But they were tighter than her jeans and when she leaned forward, the jeans got left behind. She had at least an inch of panty showing above her jeans. I could see the thin orange waistband and some of the pink and orange of the panties themselves – I thought it looked like pink flowers on an orange background. 
Like I said, this isn’t my fault. Yeah, I was looking. But I didn’t pick her clothes or tell her to dress sexy and naughty for me. She did that herself. I could also see the outline of her bra straps in back and I had gotten a good look at the lines cupping her breasts before she got to work and showed me the other view.
I was a little distracted by the view down Lyss’s back, so I leaned forward to look at the screen and see what she was doing. Well, her top was a little low in the front and there was just enough slack to see the shallow valley between her breasts and just a bit of the snow-capping on the peaks – she was wearing a white bra. Lyss has kind of small breasts, but then they’re my favorite kind.
So there I was. Any way that I looked at Lyss, I was getting an eyeful that I wasn’t sure she meant to give me (turned out she did). I was trying to pay attention to her formula exercise, honestly I was. And I managed to pay enough attention that we got through it in only about twice the time we needed. I wasn’t the only one having trouble staying focused, though. For some reason, Lyss was having a hard time doing the simplest things, as if her mind wasn’t really on the exercise.
I don’t know why I did it and I don’t really know why I got away with it, but I did. When we finally got the exercise done, I told Lyss, “That was pretty silly. I don’t think you were really trying very hard.” Then I took her hand and drew her from the chair so she was standing in front of me.
“Since you were a bad girl and goofed off, I think I ought to spank you to teach you better,” I said. I was trying to sound masterful, but I was choking a little bit. Lyss looked down at her feet and put her hands behind her. But she nodded and I saw she had a little smile on her downcast face. So I pulled her over my lap there on the bed and got her in position. Then I gave her about five spanks on her jeans, telling her, “This is what happens if you don’t do your homework and if you goof off.” After about five spanks, Lyss put her hand on her bottom and I pulled it into the middle of her back. “Lyss, I’m going to give you five more spanks. If you try to put your hand back on your bottom, I’m going to spank you on your panties.” I didn’t know if I had the nerve to do that, but that’s what I said.
So I spanked her three more times – they were pretty soft, really – and sure enough, Lyss put her little hand back up. I moved it out of the way and spanked her two more times. Then I held her on my lap and I said, “I told you what would happen if you did that. So now I have to do it.” Lyss kind of nodded and I stood her up in front of me.
Lyss put her hands behind her and looked down again, all demure and innocence. I knew she might be a handful, but I put my right hand behind her to hold her wrists together. Then I pulled her between my thighs to pin her down better and I pulled the snap loose on her jeans. She wiggled but she didn’t really try to get away. I pulled her zipper down, not like it had a long way to go, and her jeans opened up around her panties.
Yep, it was pink flowers on an orange background. They were cut right along with the waistband of her jeans and kind of boy-cut on her legs. It was a very cute sight, especially where her panties disappeared between her thighs. I pulled her jeans about halfway down her thighs and then I wiggled her back onto my lap. Then she did the wiggling and I know she felt my hard-on through my pants.
After I got Lyss set up over my lap and I looked at her panties for a while, I told her, “You got this the hard way. Now if you make any trouble, I’m going to pull your panties down and I’ll spank you on your bare bottom. Do you understand?”
“Yes, you old meanie,” Lyss said but she kind of giggled. So I gave her two hard spanks right away. She yipped a little but she was still smiling when I looked at her. I spanked her panties about fifteen times, pretty soft again, but Lyss kept wiggling and she put her hands up a couple of times. I had to hold them with one hand while I spanked her with the other.
“Lyss, I told you what I was going to do if you put your hands up,” I said. “So now I have to pull your panties down and spank you on your bare skin.”
“You’re too nice to do that,” Lyss said. But I didn’t think she meant it. So I kept her wrists in my left hand and I used my right hand to yank her panties down. “You are going to do it!” she said.
“That’s right,” I said. “You were a bad girl and I told you, but you were bad anyway. So now what am I going to do?”
“You’re going to spank me more,” she said.
“And how am I going to spank you?” I asked her as I gave her a sharp swat.
“All bare bottom,” she said.
And I did. I spanked her about forty or fifty times, mostly just play spank, but a couple of hard ones. And I gave her four really hard ones when she managed to bite my wrist. But she kept wriggling around and giggling some and I knew she liked it.
I pulled her panties up and got her standing up so we could put her clothes back together. But Lyss startled me. As soon as I got her standing up, she wiggled her sandals off and then she took her pants all the way off. She was standing in front of me in her top and her panties, looking cuter than anything I’d ever seen in my life. And she pulled me up off the bed.
“Now you’ve been naughty, Drew,” she said. “So you have to get your spanking.”
I hadn’t planned on that, but what could I say? It did seem only fair. Lyss didn’t even spank my camo pants – she unbuttoned them right away and pulled them down. Then I got over her lap and she spanked me on my briefs for a while and I wiggled against her bare thighs. So of course I had to put my hands up, and of course Lyss had to pull my briefs down. Somehow they came down in front too (maybe because I lifted up to get them to go down) and my cock wound up rubbing against Lyss’s bare leg while she swatted me good.
When Lyss finished spanking me, I slid off her lap to kneel beside the bed. Then I put my hands up under her top and I played in the snow over her peaks while she kissed me and put her hands under my shirt. We were getting pretty impatient, so I helped her pull my top off and then I pulled her top over her head. I kissed along her bra and her breasts and then I kissed down her tummy. Finally I worked her bra loose and I got to kiss her bare little breasts. I licked her nipples until they stood up really hard in my mouth.
I stood up and Lyss finished pulling off my pants and my underpants. Then I got on the bed with her and pulled her soft body on top of me. I played with her panties for a while, pulling them down as she lay on top of me and then pulling them back up and down again. Finally we wiggled them all the way off of her.
Lyss played with my cock for a little while and licked it, but we were both too far gone for that. She scrambled back on top of me and we both got my cock into her vagina. I managed to play with her breasts a little as we rocked and after a little while we both came.
We woke up an hour or so later. The sun was going down and the room was a bright orange, like her panties had been. Lyss and I spent the rest of the semester making sure she got good grades in math and computer science. You know what happened if she didn’t…