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Spanking Girlfriends by Demosthenes - tarpalantir@mail2techie.com -
https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/demosthenes/www/ Note: although this story is told as a
narrative, it is indeed fiction.  Shayna LeRue does not exist.
   Dramatis Personae Me
   Shayna LeRue, age 15 at the time.  Openly lesbian.  Red hair, green eyes
and lots of freckles.  About 1.6 metres tall and 52 kg.  Slender frame and
small breasts.  Cara
   Cara, my girlfriend, age 14 at the time.  Closet bisexual.  Black hair,
blue eyes, very fair skin.  About 1.7 metres and 56 kg.  Average frame,
round, firm breasts.
   Background As a note to the reader, I offer this background to the
story.
   Cara and I are girlfriends.  I mean by that that we are lesbians, in
love, and making love to each other.  We have been close friends since
preteen years, and have been romantically involved since perhaps 6 months
before this story takes place.  We date regularly, although we usually try
to be seen as friends rather than lovers.
   Our long friendship was very good for us as we became involved.  We both
confided in each other our secrets, fears and desires and trusted each
other strongly.
   Cara is approximately 3 months younger than me.  When I was nearly 15
and she 14, I confided to her that I believe myself to be lesbian.  Several
weeks later she came to me in obvious turmoil and told me she thought she
might be bisexual and asked my help.  I helped her work through her anxiety
about it and accept who she is.
   It was a short time after our mutual admissions that we became
romantically involved.  There wasn't really any `will you be my
girlfriend?' uttered, we simply shifted together into the roles.  We began
dating in earnest fairly soon, and I suppose we then became `official'
girlfriends.  It did not take long before we both realised that we really
loved each other.
   As far as I know, neither of our parents knew of our sexuality or
newfound love.  I really am not sure when exactly when we started having
sex, but I remember her asking me if I masturbated, which I affirmed, and
she in turn said yes.  We ended up masturbating each other to orgasm that
day.
   Anyway, we have sex regularly now, eat each other out, and so on.  Her
parents are still unaware, thinking that we are merely friends.  I have
told my parents I am lesbian (at breakfast - they nearly choked, but they
accept it), and they know we are girlfriends.
   Most people have some particular sexual peculiarity, and we are no
exception.  Cara's happens to be masturbation - she loves watching me
masturbate and to masturbate me.  My own is spanking, though not quite in
the usual way.  I like to give light, playful spankings, never hard enough
to really hurt - I don't like really painful, rough things like some do. 
Neither of these things are known to both of us at the time of the story.
   This story is the tale of just one of the many joyful lovemaking
sessions between us, the one in which my particular enjoyment gets
indulged. Remember that dialogue may be inexact or embellished a bit, my
memory is imperfect.
   So, without further ado, I present...
   Spanking Girlfriends
   This story takes place sometime in April 2002.
   It all started with Cara and I lying together on my bed, looking at the
ceiling and talking.  This was something we often did, and as usual after a
while we turned to sex.  Our liasons had developed a familiar format: we'd
talk awhile, and then one or the other would begin fondling the other's
breasts, which we'd turned into a sort of functional signal, meaning that
lovemaking is desired while also arousing us.  We would then make out a
bit, kiss and snuggle and fondle and so forth, and then the clothes came
off.
   So anyway, we chatted for an hour or so, until I put my hand gently on
her firm breast and squeezed softly on her nipple through her shirt. 
Recognizing the touch for what it was, she turned to me and we cuddled
there on the bed happily.  ``Did you masturbate last night?'' she whispered
to me.  ``Of course,'' I replied in kind.  ``How many?'' she queried,
referring to the number of orgasms I'd had.  ``Two.'' She laughed happily.
``Three.'' I kissed her, and we swapped tongues for a bit.  ``What were you
thinking about?'' she said, a bit breathlessly.  I hesitated before
replying.  Cara wasn't aware that I liked the idea of spanking her, and
though I only wanted to do it playfully and without pain, I wasn't sure
she'd like the thought much.  ``Don't freak out, OK?'' ``Of course, my
love.'' I took a deep breath.  ``You know how everybody has like, certain
things that are a little weird, that make you really hot?'' She assented.
``Yeah, like, say, other girls,'' she laughed.  I sighed.  ``OK, Cara, I'll
tell you straight out.  Please let me explain before you croak.  I want to
spank you.'' Cara looked a bit shocked.  ``But...  Shayna, I'm your
girlfriend, not your daughter!'' ``No, wait, Cara, I don't mean like
punishment, just fun so it doesn't really hurt.'' Her face softened a bit,
but she still looked a bit apprehensive.  ``Why exactly do you want to
spank me?  Are you mad at me'' ``No!  Not at all.  It's just that my
favorite fantasy is where I'm your mom, and you're a little girl, and I
have to spank you.  But I'd do it real gently, so it doesn't hurt.'' Cara
relaxed.  ``OK, I didn't realize you meant it like that.  You really think
spanking is sexy?!'' I told her that I did.  At this point we were sitting
up on the edge of my bed, and I took her hand and squeezed it.  ``I love
you, Cara.  I just happen to like spanking, I never want to hurt you.'' I
moved behind her, and wrapped my legs around her waist.  I put my hands on
her hips and slowly slid them under her shirt and over her soft, warm belly
and then under her bra.  I gently pinched her nipples and fondled her
lovely round breasts.  Her nipples came erect under my touch.  I rested my
head on her shoulder and whispered in her ear, ``I wasn't asking if I could
spank you.  That's just my fantasy.  I don't want to unless you do.'' ``I
want you to.'' My heart jumped as she spoke those words.  ``Shayna, you're
my girlfriend and I love you.  If spanking me makes you happy, I want you
to do it, even if it does hurt a bit.  But on one condition.'' ``What?'' I
asked, as I knew she wanted me to.  She grinned mischieveously at me.  ``I
get to spank you too.'' I hugged her good.  ``Thank you.'' ``Um...  how
exactly do you want to spank me,'' she asked.  ``Butt naked'' - she giggled
- ``and over my knee, with my hand.'' ``And I'll do the same for you.'' She
got up (removing my hand from its comfy perch) and locked the door. 
Turning towards me again, she dropped her shorts and panties, baring her
beautiful vagina to my lustful gaze.  Grinning, she quickly removed the
remainder of her clothing and spun around to expose the lovely tight bottom
I wanted to spank so bad.  My vagina was starting to get a bit wet as I
thought of it.  Cara walked back over and sat next to me.  ``Tell me what
to do, Mum,'' she said in a little-girl tone.  Adopting a stern-mother
tone, I said ''Lay across my lap, you naughty little girl.'' She did as she
was told, biting her lip and pouting but trying not to break out laughing.
As she lay down she intentionally swiped her breasts across my legs,
knowing it would arouse me even more.  She settled into place over my lap,
her naked bottom raised a bit in perfect position.  ``Are you ready?'' I
asked.  ``Go ahead,'' she replied.  I realised that I didn't actually know
that much about how to spank - I'd never been spanked before, or spanked
anyone.  I figured it couldn't be that difficult though.  I placed my hand
on her bottom and just rubbed it a bit, feeling that wonderful soft skin.
Bringing myself out of reverie and back to the purpose for which my
girlfriend lay across my lap, I raised my open hand and slapped her bottom.
My heart was beating fast; I was so excited.  I heard a delightful crack as
my hand met the soft flesh of her rear, and those sexy buttcheeks bounced
like jello.  ``Was that too hard?'' I asked her.  ``Don't worry.  That
didn't even hurt.'' she said.  ``You can hit harder than that.'' I gave her
another spank, harder this time.  Crack!!  God that sound was so sexy.  My
vagina was quite wet now, and I was incredibly excited.  Smack smack.  A
couple more.  ``How many should I give you?'' ``Let's say...  20.  I was a
very bad girl.'' She grinned at me and stuck her tongue out.  I smacked her
a few more, delighting in that jiggling bottom.  She seemed to be getting
into the spirit of it, emitting little-girl whimpers.  ``Are you OK,
Cara?'' ``I'm fine.  I'm just a naughty little girl, remember.'' I smiled
and smacked her again.  Harder.  Crack!  I hit her right where she sits
down, on the crease between bottom and thighs.  Then back to the cheeks,
crack, crack, crack.  ``Are you still OK?'' ``Shayna, I want you to spank
me as hard as you want, unless I cry out.  If you hear me cry out for real,
it's too hard.  Got it?'' I nodded, and added a good spank, quite hard. 
The sound delighted me again.  I was up to nine now: almost half over!  I
stopped worrying over hurting her, knowing she would stop me, and just
started smacking.  I gave her five crisp, hard spanks, raising my hand
high, right on the center of that lovely curvy bottom.  To my slight
surprise, she didn't cry halt.  I was up to 14 now, and rested my hand on
her butt for a moment.  It felt a bit warm - I'd read about people
``getting their rears warmed'' but had always thought it fanciful.  Crack
crack crack crack!  Four more slaps, delivered on alternate cheeks.  Until
this point I'd been whacking roughly the middle of Cara's rear.  It was so
interesting to watch her cheeks bounce I kept delivered the 19th stroke on
the opposite cheek again.  Down to my last whack, I made it a good one. 
Crack!  Delivered right smack dab on the center of Cara's butt.  ``Are you
ready to be a good girl now, and give Mum her spanking?'' I asked her.  She
replied in a 'sad little girl' voice, ``Yes Mother, I promise to be good!''
I reached between her and my legs and played with her clitoris a bit, just
to get her hotter.  She bounced up off my lap, grinning and shaking her
finger at me.  ``Now, now, Miss Shayny, little girls don't play with
Mother's pussy.  I'll have to spank you for that!'' Cara grabbed me, and
thrust me into the proper position over her lap.  Regardless of my 3 month
age advantage, Cara was a bit bigger than me, and rather stronger, and
enjoyed showing it off.  Not having been spanked as a child, I'd never been
over a knee before and found it a rather interesting experience.  Cara's
knees were in pressing in my belly, a bit uncomfortably, but my breasts
dangled against the side of her leg very pleasurably.  My bottom felt a bit
odd, raised up and exposed as it was, but that is supposed to happen I
guess.  ``Shall I give you the same as you gave me?'' asked Cara.  ``Yes
Mother,'' I said, trying and failing to imitate her little-girl tone. 
Without furthur ado, Cara hit me.  It was simultaneously an interesting,
arousing, and slightly painful event.  I didn't mind the pain - just a
brief shock to the rear.  As I was studying the interesting vibration
effect on my bottom (and the arousal between my legs), Cara, wasting no
time, delivered the next five spanks, alternating cheeks all the way. 
Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack!  The sound, I noticed, was just as
arousing on the receiving end.  Cara was spanking me pretty hard.  It hurt
a bit, and stung my bottom slightly, but I figured that after allowing me
to spank her I would let her have fun.  ``Are you OK, Shayna?'' she
whispered.  ``Same system.'' She resumed my spanking, again working quickly
and giving me another six swift smacks.  The stinging/burning in my bottom
was getting a bit more uncomfortable, but I kept my peace.  Without
pausing, Cara delivered three rather enthusiastic spanks right on the
middle of my rear end, practically at the same time, and I had to cry halt
to the proceedings, and ask her to lighten up a bit as it was rather
hurting.  She did so, and the remaining five spanks were mild, save the
last when she in turn gave me a good Crack!  I got off her lap and sat next
to her, gingerly at first but fortunately my bottom was not sore.  Cara
turned and looked at me but before she could say a word I kissed her good.
``Thank you, my love.  My fantasy's almost complete.'' ``What's the rest?''
``We get in bed and get very, very naughty with each other.'' ``I think we
can manage that.'' she grinned.  But that's another story...
   Epilogue As may be found from the end of our tale, we had some
delightful sex in the aftermath of our mutual spankings, during which we
discovered and indulged Cara's masturbation fantasies.  We have only
spanked a few times in the months since this occured, Cara still not being
incredibly keen on it, but those times are enough for me.
   Cara has read this story, and she says that it is mostly accurate but
that the dialogue is somewhat invented and that she was not quite as
gung-ho during the spanking as I have portrayed her.  Caveat reader.
   However, reading the story made us so hot that not only did we have
another spanking, we are considering writing a series together on our
sexual exploits...
  
sg