Holly might have been a virgin when we met her, but there was a kinky girl buried beneath the innocence we claimed the night before. I was eager to find out just how kinky she really was. The thought of having her across my knee, completely submissive and ready for a spanking made my cock throb. I peeled her dress back off her beautiful curves as soon as we got to the bedroom. My lips teased her neck and then slowly moved up to her pouty lips. It was impossible to have her that close without tasting them. I pulled her into my arms and started kissing her as my hands traveled down her hips and cupped her ass. I pushed a finger down past the curve and explored her pussy. She was so wet that she was practically dripping with lust. I pulled back from her lips and stared into her eyes.
“I think someone’s very excited about getting a spanking for all of their naughty behavior.” I pushed my finger inside her to the first knuckle.
“If you don’t get me over your knee soon I’m going to be a lot naughtier.” She moaned and started to push down on my finger, forcing it further inside her pussy.
“There will be plenty of time for that after your spanking.” I took her by the hand and sat down on the edge of the bed. “You might even learn to be a good girl before I’m done with you.”
“I doubt that.” She moaned louder.
We’ll see.
Holly
I was so turned on that I could barely breathe when Andy pulled me across his knee. He positioned me so that I was bent at the waist with my ass directly underneath his hand. I had no idea if he was going to actually give me a spanking—or just tease me. I hoped it was a little of both. I had never been spanked before or even fantasized about it, but the thought of it was driving me crazy. My pussy was so wet that I could feel my lust smeared onto my labia and down to my inner thighs. I had no idea why the thought of being a naughty girl getting a spanking on Christmas morning was such a turn-on. It used to terrify me—enough to be the most well-behaved young lady in the world when the holiday season came. Those were idle threats. I wouldn’t have really been spanked if I was naughty. It was completely different from Andy. I wanted him to spank me, and I didn’t want a few quick smacks either.
“Why don’t you tell me about all the naughty things you’ve done.” Andy dragged his fingernails across my ass and gave me a light pat.
“Where do I begin?” I looked over my shoulder and grinned. “I’ve been pretty damn naughty…”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Oh god.” I tensed up and exhaled sharply when I felt the sting for the first time.
“If you’re a good girl and tell me all of the naughty things you’ve done, I’ll make sure you get a nice reward after your punishment is over.” Andy slid his hand down the curve of my ass and rubbed his finger against my pussy.
“I bought a vibrator—and I used it.” I squirmed on his knee and moaned.
“That’s definitely naughty.” He pulled his finger away from my pussy.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Twice.?
?? I lifted up against his hand and prepared for the sting to return.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Ow!” I slumped down against his knee.
“Is that the only naughty thing you’ve done?” He pushed his hand between my legs and started to rub my pussy again.
“No.” I moaned and gasped. “There’s more.”
The spanking did hurt, but it wasn’t the kind of pain that made me want to ask him to stop. It burrowed into my soul and made me crave more. I thought it would be exciting, but I wasn’t expecting it to be as amazing as it actually was. I definitely wanted Andy to keep spanking me—and I wanted him to spank me harder. There was a certain feeling of liberation in the confession and the punishment that followed. I squirmed against his finger until I worked up the courage to confess something else, and I got the reward I expected in the form of several stinging smacks. I was getting wetter by the second and I knew Andy could tell how much it was turning me on. I was going to need something that could go deeper than his finger when the spanking was over. My body was demanding it.
“Such a naughty girl.” Andy pulled his hand away from my pussy.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Yes.” I moaned and nodded. “Very naughty.”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“If I spank you for everything you’ve done, we might be here all day.” He slid his finger back down to my pussy. “Maybe we should save the rest of your confessions for later.”
He’s going to stop spanking me already? I need more…
“But I’ve been so naughty.” I shifted my hips and lifted my ass. “Really, really naughty.”