As I entered the adult store, my mind took me back to a few days
prior when I had bought my first jelly vibrator.
I couldn’t take my mind off the mature lady that worked there.
She had seen me looking at where they had the lesbian spanking
videos, and had made some suggestive remarks to me that she
should spank me for being underage and being in an adult store.
It’s true that I wasn’t old enough to be in the store but I had
fake identification that said I was 18, so here I was back again,
almost at closing time. Wondering if my appearance would interest
her. Wearing a long skirt, blouse and flats, I took care in
wearing my best underwear and a little makeup.
As I approached the counter shyly, she looked up, and asked if I
came back because I wanted her to spank me. Looking around and
seeing the store empty, I said in a very quiet voice, “yes”.
“Speak up”, she said, and I said “yes”. Unsure what to do I just
stood there waiting for her next command. “Will you agree to
serve me?” she said. Nodding my head, I replied weakly “yes”.
“Then come around the counter here and kneel while I lock the
door” she said. As I knelt on the filthy old wooden floor, I
wondered if I was doing the right thing as I waited for her
return, not knowing what was coming next.
Upon her return she told me to wet my lips and beg for a
spanking, and to end each sentence with the word Mommy. I said,
“I’m a naughty little girl that needs a spanking Mommy”.
With that she took me by the hand and led me towards her office.
As we were walking I kept thinking of the first time an older
woman had spanked me and made me pleasure her.
HISTORY – I had just had my 13th birthday and was babysitting for
the new lady down the street. After I had put the baby down I
turned on the TV but they didn’t have cable so I couldn’t get MTV
and I was bored. So getting up to see what I might do, my eye
caught the glimpse of something under the cushion of the couch.
As I lifted the cushion up I saw it was a lesbian magazine, with
one of the pages folded back.
On the page I saw this naked woman bending over and getting a
spanking from the other naked woman. As I skimmed through the
pages I slipped my hand down the front of my jeans and rubbed my
pussy, thinking I would be safe for hours.
I hadn’t heard her come in the side door and there she was
standing by the kitchen looking at me. I almost hurt myself
jerking my hand out of my pants when she said, “you’re a little
pervert. I’m going to call your mother this instant”. “Oh please
don’t call my mother she’ll kill me. I’ll do anything”, I said.
“Anything?” she asked. “Yes anything, but please don’t call my
mother”, I said. “Fine” she said, “since you like spankings so
much that’s what I’m going to do”.
Taking me into her bedroom she made me undress and hiked up her
dress before laying me over her lap. As she spanked me I wondered
how this could be sexy, but the more she spanked, and I could
hear her breath get shallow, the hotter I was getting. Until she
stopped and told me to kneel in front of her and pleasure her
pussy.
As I knelt in front of her I reached to finger her pussy,
touching it with my finger, but she stopped me, saying “not with
you finger I want your tongue. Now lick me”. Never having done
this before, she had to direct where she wanted to be licked. I
wanted to finger myself as I was licking but I didn’t think she
would let me. After all this was supposed to be a punishment or
so I thought.
After she had her orgasm, and I suspected more than one, she had
me get dressed, and told me to go home, but told me she would
call me, because she wasn’t finished with me. At home, after I
had masturbated furiously I went to sleep thinking about
spankings.
CONCLUSION – As we entered the spacious office, she ordered me to
undress, and seemed pleased that I was shy and had dressed
modestly. After I had taken off my last stitch of clothing, she
told me to bend over the desk and spread my legs.
As I bent over the desk and parted my legs I asked if they were
far enough apart, and found out by her rough handling that they
weren’t, and was reminded to call her Mommy.
Before she set out to spank me she had me kiss her hand and to
tell her if it hurt. Feeling her hand rubbing and caressing my
ass I thought she wont spank me hard, until the first blow
contacted my ass. I flinched but didn’t utter a word.
With each blow she had me count, and tell her that I was a
naughty little girl that needed a spanking. I could feel the pain
slowly with every spank, change to extreme pleasure, until I
wanted more and more, but she stopped at 20, wanting to give me
another 10 with a leather paddle.
Holding the leather paddle to my mouth she told me to kiss it,
and after the first painful blow the telephone rang, and she
stopped to answer it.
I could tell it was another woman she was talking to because she
told her she was giving a naughty little girl a spanking, and
then she put it on the speakerphone.
The woman on the phone asked me what was happening, and I told
her I was a naughty little girl and Mommy had made me undress and
was giving me a spanking.
The woman on the phone then asked me if it made my little pussy
feel good, but before I could answer Mommy had brought the
leather paddle down hard on my ass. Time and time again the skin
jumped on my ass as the paddle made contact. Then as suddenly as
it started, it stopped.
I could feel Mommy place her hand on my pussy and found it
sopping wet, to which she said out loud “she’s soaking wet”.
Then Mommy asked me how I wanted to thank her for spanking me, as
she sat back and hiked up her skirt, and I saw she wasn’t wearing
any panties.
I knew what she wanted and asked if I could kiss and lick her
pussy, and nodding she had me kneel in front of her and pulled my
hair to bring my head forward.
As I licked her hairy pussy, I could feel my pussy leaking, and
before I could ask permission to finger myself, the voice came
over the phone “finger fuck yourself honey as you lick her, and
I’ll finger fuck myself too”.
With that I licked her pussy furiously, and slipped my hand
between my legs and felt my wetness, before slipping my finger in
my pussy as deep as I could, and plunging it in and out, in a
state of urgency.
As I finger fucked my pussy and let my tongue explore every
crevice of Mommy’s pussy, she would lift her ass off the chair
and pull my hair tighter, until all at once she started to cum.
As she squirted her pussy juice into my mouth, I moaned into her
pussy as I came strong.
Screaming “I’m cumming”, Mommy hungup the phone, and let me get
dressed to go home.