This Morning I Can't Sit Down

All weekend Nate was blowing up my phone. I went home for the weekend to spend time with my family, and he was sending flirty texts all weekend. I was careful to make sure he always sent the last text, and that he always sent the first one too. However, he never asked me about my schedule or if I wanted to meet up.

Monday I was on a pub crawl in his neighborhood, so with one, or two (or four) drinks in me I sent him a text asking if he wanted to join. He was at first slightly reluctant and said he might come, to which I replied

No Way. If you don't come in the next hour, no game! I'll be far too drunk and you too sober.

He came, just under an hour later. It wasn't 5 minutes before his hand was grabbing my knee and caressing my leg under the table. He proceeded to accompany us to the last three bars. At the last bar, around 8 pm, he told me he couldn't wait to make out with me in private and asked me to come home with him.

Okay. I knew I probably shouldn't have texted him when I was already drinking. I knew that I probably shouldn't sleep with him on our 3rd date. I did both.

We went back to his place and started making out on his couch. He put his hand up my skirt and found out I wasn't wearing any panties. I hadn't planned to not wear panties or text him, but I had been at the gym in the morning (my big half marathon is this upcoming weekend!), and had forgot to pack a pair!

I got a spanking for that. He spanked me really really hard. Way harder than Rob ever did. Way harder than Ben ever did. We fooled around for hours, and after a few hours we fucked. We did it in every position. He was also really into going down on me... and eating my ass. Is this something new people are doing? Johannes was really into it, this Austrian guy I took home with me was really into it, and now Nate? Before the last three people I've hooked up with, no had ever expressed any interest in it. Suddenly, boys cannot get enough of my ass.

He also slapped my face a few times, which is something Rob and I had played around with. I slapped him back, which is something I like. Also, he had a huge cock, which I was worried about. I mean, I was worried he would have a small one!

He couldn't seem to believe that boys were not into spanking me. He also seemed really into my eyes. Anyway, after we were finished I was trying to sleep, but he would not leave me alone.

In the morning I woke up early and was starving. He was still very asleep so I quietly left. In the morning I was kind of regretting jumping so quickly into bed with him. It felt like Ben all over again, like I was never going to hear from him again or he was only going to call me when he wanted to hook up.

I missed Johannes so much. I just wish he didn't live in a different hemisphere.

Coffee with a Genius?

I have NEVER said this about anyone before, but I think Nate might be too smart for me. We met up earlier today, and he was quite handsome- more handsome than I was expecting from the picture he sent. I was expecting him to be more gangly, because he looked super skinny in the photos.

We had a really nice conversation, and hung out for about two hours. I'm pretty smart- I went to a great college, I'm fairly witty in conversation, I know a lot of random trivia, I'm well traveled, well read and the recipient of a fairly prestigious international scholarship. He went to an ivy league, and despite having a humanities major he "dabbled" in graduate level math and physics. It was just a feeling I got while talking to him- not that I couldn't keep up, but just that I wasn't quite on his intellectual level. He wasn't even obnoxious about it, but I couldn't shake the feeling.

I had trouble reading whether or not he was interested, until he offered to walk me to my train and found an excuse to briefly touch me on my arm. Then I was like (to myself, not outloud) "ohhhh, you ARE interested."

There must be something about people I can't read that intrigues me, because I seemingly continue to date them. Its like, I get overly sexually attracted to people when I don't know if they're interested. I always want what I can't have!

I left my date quite interested in Nate. Apparently, he did too because I got some funny text from him a few hours later, and we texted a little back and forth over the evening. Then he texted this:

Next time we go somewhere for a drink so I can grill you about your, ahem, "interest."

I was so turned on when I got this text, I wanted to immediately be like, "ask away!" Then I remembered Ben, and I decided I should hold off awhile if I actually want to date him and not just get spankings from him.

Haha it's actually something I'm quite shy about so you're either going to have to get me wasted or (preferably) wait to get to know me a little better.

He responded

I guess that's reasonable

Again, now I am in the mode where I'm like "well, I hope he doesn't take that as a sign of disinterest." Its funny how I am like that- I wanted to please him with my answers, but if I'm not 100% percent comfortable then of course I shouldn't. I have to remember my mother's advice that you should never show your cards up front, and you have to preserve a little mystery because that is what men like. My mother's advice isn't terribly "PC" but it certainly works!

New Years

I definitely meant to write this blog last week, but I guess it didn't happen.

So about six months ago I decided that I wanted a change in my life

As long as I can remember, even before it was a sexual thing to me, I wanted to be spanked and punished. When I turned 26 I realized how sexually frustrated I'd been. With the exception of the 4 months I dated Andy when I was 21, I've never had enough spankings.  Andy spanked me one time about 2 years after we broke up, and another guy I was dating briefly gave me a spanking in 2004. That's it. So for 4 months and two nights I was happy and satisfied- the rest of my life, not so much.

That had to change. All I did was start this blog and decide to be only the littlest bit more active in my search for a compatible partner. The results have been nothing short of astounding. By posting an ad in public with my real desires I found two people to spank me that I find (or found) attractive and it was way less awkward than I thought it would be.

The more amazing thing to me is the partners that I already knew. Just by being honest I found that  two men who I already had great friendships with and was attracted to were interested in spanking me (or, in Sean's case, interested enough to try). 

I'm so happy that I found the courage to make a real change in 2008.  I think pursuing this has given me so much confidence in myself. I really have stopped giving a damn about what others think and that is making me a more attractive person. I'm getting asked out so much more than I ever have before and the boost to my self esteem has been amazing. 

Ben takes off his belt.

I left work a few minutes early so I could be at Ben's place by 5:30. I, of course, was running late, and at 5:31 I get a text message telling me I'm late, and that every minute late I am equals two spanks. 

I was 10 minutes late. Ben was not happy with me. I walked into his apartment and bolted the door. I took off my sweater, then unbuttoned my white collared shirt. I unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor. Then I slipped off my bra and tights, so I was in just a little black mesh thong. I left my clothes in a little pile at his door, and he was touching himself.

I walked over to him and knelt at his feet, "Is this the part where I apologize?"

"Yes"

"I'm sorry" His cock is in his hand and he directs me to lick the shaft. Then to take it in my mouth. 

"So you have a boyfriend?"

"He's not really my boyfriend."

"What would he say if he could see you now, sucking me off?"

"He'd think I was a total slut."

"You are a slut. Look at you, how often are you going to beg for my cock while you're dating him?"

"As often as you want" He then forced my head down and fucked my mouth. 

"You like that you little slut? You like gagging on my cock? You like it when I hit you in the face with it?  Stand up. Turn around" Then he starting spanking me, hard. I was sort of jumping around, crying out, flinching. He threw me over the chair, and out of the corner of my eye I could see him undoing his belt. I wasn't sure if he was taking his pants off, or if he was going to whip me with it. He doubled it over and let it rest against my ass for a second before winding up and smacking me across the legs. It didn't hurt as much as I expected, but I still moaned and squirmed and whined every time it hit me. He counted to 20 and told me not to be late again. Then he made me lie down on the floor and masturbate for him. He kept shoving my legs apart telling me to spread wider. 

He had me get on all fours and continued spanking me. Then he came on my face. 

Rob came in Thursday night, so I called in sick Friday to spend the day with him. Rob looked at me, all naked in my bed, very disapprovingly as I lied to my boss about how sick I was feeling. I knew I was going to be in trouble for that.

Both my roommates left by 11 am. Rob had me over his knee by 11:01. seriously. The first spanking I got from him that morning started with a lecture about lying to my boss. I made a big show of kicking my legs, but within  a few minutes I was rubbing against him. I parted my legs, and his blows were reverberating to my pussy. I came just from his spanking. He was so excited by that. He talked about it all morning.

My second spanking was the hardest one I've ever gotten. By the end, I was whimpering submissively and rubbing my bottom and actually really seriously meaning it. I almost had stopped him in the middle because it hurt so much. I don't have a ton of experience with spanking. Obviously. This was the first time I've seriously been in any pain. I whimpered through the sex afterwards, which was really gentle and sweet. He focused on me and was such a sweetheart.

My third spanking was just kind of ridiculous, because it was clear we were trying to jam as many in as possible. I swear I got like 5 spankings between 11 am and 7 pm when we left to meet up with my roommate for her birthday.

It was my roommate Liz's birthday. She was turning 27. The party started at 8, but she wanted me to be early so she wouldn't be alone. Thank God we were early because only two people showed up between 8 and midnight. Okay, don't feel too bad for liz yet, because about 30 people showed up between midnight and one.

Rob picked up the tab for me AND Liz. And he didn't even say anything about it. He found the waitress and just told her. Cute!

My friend Maggie came in and was like "um did you get laid. I've NEVER seen you looking so relaxed." hahahahahahah

I liked the way being a couple with Rob felt all night. Almost all my friends have boyfriends, and sometimes its nice to be part of a pair. Even if just for a night.

Rob left early the next AM. Sad sad :(

Rob Saturday Night

When Rob and I came back from Brunch, both my roommates were conveniently gone. He grabbed my upper arm and said, "I think you know what that means, naughty girl."

He put me over his knee and pulled my skirt up. He pushed my panties down to my knees and stroked my bottom. I begged and pleaded with him, but it wasn't any use. He spanked me and he was good at it. I wouldn't have guessed it was his first time if he hadn't told me. 

I'm not really feeling like sharing the details. I wish he wasn't moving to Denver.

Rob- Saturday Morning

So the next morning Rob and I woke up and started fooling around again. I let him tell me what to do and be forceful, I let him choke me a little, and be rough. It was clear that he was so into it. 

As I've written before, I have trouble bringing up to my partners that I want to be spanked. For some reason it is so embarrassing. I even found it hard with Rob, who basically told me that he wants to spank a girl.

So we fucked the way he wanted in the morning. My roommates were both home, and being that I live in a tiny apartment, the walls are too thin for spanking anyway. We were laying in bed, contemplating what we wanted to do for brunch. I asked him if he remembered the brunch where Sam talked about the nun who wanted him to spank her. He did, and I told him that the second I knew I wanted to hook up with him was when he responded to Sam and said he would definitely spank a girl. I told him I had some serious spanking fantasies and wondered if he might want to spank me some time.

Kid in a candy shop. He's always fantasized about spanking but never done it. I told him he could, but we'd have to wait for my roommates to leave.

YES! someone I actually like, who likes me to is into spanking. I was so excited. 

And then I remembered. He's moving to Denver.

Fucking Denver. I hate my life.

Sean Spanks Me (AKA the culmination of my fantasy life since the age of 16)

In a word: Disappointing. 

Haha so it was a little much to live up to. I should take it easy on the poor boy!

There we were, Saturday night, my hotel suite in downtown Chicago. I basically told Sean that if he wanted me to blow him, he was going to have to spank me. He reluctantly agreed. 

Maybe I should have given him more instruction. He was like "uhhh I don't know what to do" which was ruining the fantasy for me. I was like "throw me over your damn knee and hit my ass. this is not so hard.... you can do it harder you know... you aren't going to hurt me... give me a lecture about how naughty I am or something."

He did try valiantly. And then we had some hot dirty sex. He dirty talked to me, I masturbated for him, he masturbated on me, he bit me and pinned me down. He's more of the "I'll punish you with my huge cock" type. So at the end he was trying to come and asked me to recount to him everything we'd done.

I told him about the things he'd said to me and the various positions he'd fucked me in.  Then I said, "And you spanked me, and you liked it more than you thought you would."

"Uhhhhhhh" was his only response. A negative "uh" at that.

"You are not the only one trying to get excited here. Can't you at least pretend?" I begged.

I have failed to convert him. If he's so damn dominant, why doesn't he want to spank me???

Ben- I guess it's not over?

So the next day Ben texts me. "Was that you last night"

So I texted back, "yes, sorry I wasn't expecting to see you, I was so surprised I forgot to say hello"

"I thought it was you. So you were out with your friends last night. Were you good?"

"No."

"Did you do something slutty?"

"Yes. I went home with a guy I used to work with. I sucked his cock." 

This was a lie. I don't know why I did it, but it turned me on.

"Was he big? Where did he come?"

"yes. big and thick. he came on my tits"

"you are such a slut. you are a dirty dirty little slut"

At this point I'm in a museum with my friend but I'm so turned on.

"come over to my apartment."

"Can't now."

"When?"

"Tomorrow?"

"No. you need it today." 

And I did need it. I needed it badly. So I left the museum about an hour later, said goodbye to my friend, and took the train to his apartment. When I got there Ben bolted his door and sat on his couch. He asked me to take off all my clothes and as I did he masturbated. Then he had me stand in front of him, completely naked and ask for my punishment. He had me tell him in detail about what I had done the night before. This time I was more ready and had some good fake details to throw in. Then he ordered me over his knee. He played with my bottom a little while I rubbed up against him, so excited for my spanking. Then he hit me again and again, calling me his little slut and pulling my hair. He had me get up and go to the kitchen and find him something to spank me with once his hand grew tired. I brought back a thick wooden spoon. I'd never been spanked with anything but a hand before. It hurt for longer than a normal spanking, and I was rubbing my ass while I blew him afterwards.

#3- Date 2

Ohhhh dear, I really am a slut and deserve everything I get. 

So there we are. date #2. I guess now we've been on two dates I should call him by his name, Ben. So Ben and I meet up, and its not even two hours before we're back at his apartment. He's deadbolted the door and has me over his knee. I'm kicking and moaning and he's got me firmly by the hair with his left hand and spanking my ass with his right.

So we're at a bar getting a drink. Conversation is going well, his hand brushes my leg. Its 5:30, we've both just left work. At 6 he gets a phone call from his roommate. His roommate says he's still at work, and should be home in an hour and a half. Ben's hand slips up my leg and we make this hot eye contact. "So we'd have my apartment for the next bit, " he whispers, "and I think you've probably been a naughty girl today."

My ass starts to tingle and all I want is for him to bring me to his apartment and teach me a lesson. He finishes his beer, so I take mine in a gulp and stand up and walk out with him. 

We're sitting on his couch and he's rubbing my legs. Then he makes me tell him what I want him to do. I can barely speak. I'm so embarrassed. I am stuttering and nervous, and I don't know why. I whisper that I want him to force me over his knee, push my dress up, pull my panties down and give me a spanking. He's coaxing me along and telling me how hard I'm making him. 

"Then what?" he asks

but I can't even answer. I can't even think of how I want to answer.  I'm suddenly feeling so shy.

"Do you like sucking cock?"

"yes" I whisper with my eyes downcast.

"do you like it hard"

"yes. yes, and I like getting my hair pulled" Then he's got me over his knee, he starts spanking me over my panties. I'm trying to get more into it, but I'm still feeling a little odd about the whole thing. He's another one into being verbal. But he wants to hear all about my fantasies. He wants me to tell him all the naughty sexual things I've done. This is kind of weird though, I mean, why does he want to hear about me with other men? Does he really think I'm a slut or is he just saying it for fun?

So he's spanking me and demanding that I tell him all about what a slut I am. So I try to pull some old stories (because lets be honest, I'm really not getting that much action right now).

When he's finished punishing me I get on my knees and give him head. He's quite forcefully shoving his cock down my throat. Luckily I like it. Then we kind of collapse in mutual exhaustion on his couch, and I'm still feeling shy. I never feel shy! I am not a shy person, but I'm a little embarrassed about the whole thing, so I kind of run out of his apartment. He's all, "when are you free next" and I respond, "ummm I'm going out of town for a little bit. I'll be back in like 6 days. Give you a call when I'm back in New York?"

Craigslist Casual Encounter Part 3: His Apartment

And so there we were in his apartment. He asked me how long I had been into spanking and I was like, "forever." He asked, "since you were a little girl?" and I nodded shyly. He looked so turned on that I felt almost a little uncomfortable. He told me that his exgirlfriend had been into it, and had been into him "making" her do things afterwards and looked expectantly at me as he slid his hand up my skirt. He leaned his mouth in like he was going to kiss me, but instead he started whispering in my ear, calling me a naughty girl and a dirty little slut. Now, I kind of thought someone I didn't know at all calling me a slut would be offensive, but it totally turned me on. After all, I was kind of being a slut!

 He started rubbing me all over and whispering more- it made me so hot. Then he pushed me over his knee and pulled off my tights and my panties.  When he started rubbing my ass I thought I was going to come. The whole time he kept whispering in my ear, calling me all sorts of embarrassing things, and I was so into it. I was bucking up and down, fighting back a little until he spanked and rubbed me into submission. When he was done with my ass, he pushed me onto my knees, stood up with his hand on his zipper, cocked his head to the side, and asked how I intended to apologize to him. I love sucking cock after a spanking. I especially love doing it on my knees in front of whoever just punished me. Its such a feeling of submission. 

I licked and sucked him while looking up and making eye contact, that drives men wild. Then he pulled me off the floor, bent me over his couch and spread my legs. He thrust his cock in me as I groaned. It had been awhile since I had sex, and he had such a big dick. He was tugging my hair and making my back arch. All while telling me how naughty and slutty I was. 

He was so verbal the whole time, I couldn't get over it. He talked the whole time he was spanking me, the whole time I was on my knees afterwards, and the whole time he had me bent over his couch (or his chair, or his bed...). And then afterwards he wanted to talk about it all again. That made him want to spank me again, so he pushed me over his knee. This time he pinned my arms to the small of my back. I still had my skirt on, since he'd wanted to fuck me while I was wearing it. He pushed it back up and made me count each time he slapped me. No one has ever done that before.  I came on number 8. It was fucking hot.

Him being so verbal  made me really verbal too. Maybe it was because he was so cute and after he punished me I really just did want to please him. Maybe its because I'm more into talking dirty then I thought. But wow, what a hot Monday night! Definitely the first time I've EVER come with someone who wasn't my boyfriend. (or exboyfriend haha)

Then at about 1 am I asked him to call a cab for me, he teased me and told me I was such a dude for coming and then running out. I looked at him and said, "listen, I'm not looking for a boyfriend, but if you want to do this again I would be really into it." 

He looked at me rather strangely and was like "well, you know, I just got out of this long relationship and I"m not looking for a girlfriend either" To myself, I thought, no shit, you were looking on the fucking casual encounters list!

So I continued, "seriously, I'm not, but this was really hot, and I'd like to do it again. I hope you would too." 

For me this would be perfect, someone who was attractive, normal, able to hold a conversation, and really dominate... and also, not going to kill me!

Now, to me this seems like the perfect situation for him, you have this cute girl, willing to come over to your house for you to spank and then do what you like with, am I wrong here?  

But when he looked back at me and said, "yeah, yeah I would like that" I could see in his eyes there was no way he was calling me - and yet he continued with the dirty talk until I got into the cab by myself.

Did I do something wrong? I mean, I know he was into it and I know he wanted me from the second we sat down in the bar. So why wouldn't he be into a casual occasional thing? 

Craigslist Casual Encounter: Part 2 the Meeting

I was late. Of course I was, I'm always late. I called when I was a block away and asked him to meet me outside. How awkward it would have been to walk into a bar and just walk up to someone hoping it was him. 

The whole way over on the bus I had just felt kind of numb. Was I really about to meet someone I didn't know and let them spank me. Really? That is just not me. But then at the same time there was this total rush associated with it. Like I had this secret life that no one knows about, that my friends would be SHOCKED to know about.

And what a relief. He was cute. He was SO cute. freckles (love them), dark hair, a nice smile and eyes. We sat down at the bar and I could barely make eye contact. I was so nervous. The first thing he wanted to talk about was the responses I got. So I told him. A lot of older guys (including one who introduced himself by telling me about his kids- WHO WERE OLDER THAN ME), a few cock pictures, and a surprising number of cute boys. Okay 3, but I was expecting none. He asked how many I had responded to, and I said only him. He didn't believe me, and I shrugged and told him I didn't really care. Then we talked about was music, as it turns out, we're both pretty interested in it and have similar tastes. We had a beer, the conversation flowed pretty easily. I know he wanted to take me back to his apartment right away, but I had to be comfortable.

His eyes were all over me. Especially on my legs. When men want something they get this cloudy look in their eyes. Its like desire clouds everything else in the world. So after a second drink, I told him I was convinced he wasn't a serial killer, and he invited me back to his apartment

Craigslist Casual Encounter: Part 1 The Posting

So after a few weeks of being a bit of a lurker on craigslist, I thought I might want to post in the casual encounters. I'd been talking to the few guys I mentioned earlier looking for more of a relationship. If you're starting a relationship with someone you need to wait a bit before you put out, but I needed a spanking and I needed it soon.

This afternoon I was so bored. I was so bored and craving some excitement. I checked out the casual encounters page, but quite frankly, the thought of answering an ad purely for sex made me feel dirty (and not in a good way). Plus, I was wary of making any sort of promise for sex to some guy I had never met. What if I showed up and he was ugly (it happened before)? What if I showed up and he was creepy? What if I felt pressured?

I thought to myself, I could post something. I wouldn't have to answer any of them if I didn't want to, and hey, they might turn me on a little.  So I posted. 

Want to spank a bad girl?

I was naughty girl at work all week, and hardly got anything done. Need  a lecture, over your knee, skirt pushed up, panties down. Interested? 26, cute, fit. pic for pic.

The responses started rolling in immediately. Craigslist had removed my ad within 30 minutes- maybe they thought I was a prostitute? ouch!- No matter, I still got about 23 responses. I was pleasantly surprised by the lack of cock pictures- I only got 3. Seriously though, do dudes really think we ladies go for that? you could have the biggest dick in the world, but if its not attached to a cute face/body its not going to happen.

My favorite response was from this thugged out dude that said "I'd spank dat ass girl." haha! not my type, but  valiant effort! Most of the guys were much older then me (I'd say between 38-45 and thats what they said in the email so who really knows?), but I was  surprised by the number of cute younger guys- there were 4 emails that I saved. What? where are these cute boys when I'm at a bar or a party?

I thought, what the hell, lets respond to the one I like the best. So I looked through them and one stood out- cute with a hot but not creepy response. It was  the only real full on face shot- so I could tell he didn't just choose a picture looking off to the side- I mean, anyone can look cute in a picture like that. So I wrote back. Over the next two hours we sent a few flirty emails back and forth. I told him I'd like to meet in public to make sure he was not a serial killer. He seemed to appreciate that.

We made a date for monday night. He had his own place, I have three nosey roommates and thin walls. I told myself I could back out if I wanted to.

First Time Part 2

So after Andy and I collapsed in a sweaty mess on the floor we were cuddling and spooning.

I decided for the first time in my whole life to tell someone I wanted to be spanked. my heart was pounding, but he had kind of brought it up first.

"So you know when you spanked me?" I whispered.

"Sorry about that.. I won't do it if you don't like it."

"No, thats not it at all. I actually did like it. I've.. I've always kind of had a fantasy about being spanked. I've been so embarrassed to ever tell anyone." I was blushing bright red and stuttering, "Could we maybe try it again sometime?"

He flipped me over and playfully swatted my bottom a few times. "Like this?" Then he sat up and threw me forcefully over his knee, "Or like this?" He pinned my arm to the small of my back.

"Andy!" I protested and struggled a little bit to get off of his knee. I was completely naked and he wouldn't let me up.

"Which one?" he teased rubbing my bottom with his free hand.

I stopped struggling for a minute. "This one," I whispered quietly, a little bit humiliated. He slipped his hand down and started fingering me. 

"You are a naughty little girl aren't you." He gave me a few light smacks, then put his fingers back. "Look how wet you are." 

"Andy, I really don't want anyone to hear" My legs were sliding open and I was kind of bouncing up and down on his knee, rubbing myself against his leg. I was starting to pant. I'd been sexually excited before, but I'd never had an orgasm.  All of a sudden my body was so hot and frenzied. I hadn't ever felt anything like it before. At the same time I was so horrified that someone in the next room might hear me. 

"Okay" he leaned down and whispered in my ear. "But tomorrow I'm going to spank you twice as hard to make up for right now." He let me go. I stood up and kissed him and smiled. Then I turned around and spread my legs as I bent over my desk. He came up behind me and slid inside. He pinned my hands to the desk and fucked me as he kissed my neck. Then he started softly spanking me as my ass bumped up against his thighs and stomach. He reached around and played with my clit with his left hand and kept slowly, quietly slapping me with his right until he came so hard he almost fell on top of me.

The next day we were out at a nice lounge bar with some of my friends. We were all joking around and I started teasing Andy about the jeans he was wearing. and seriously? They were bad jeans. I told him that I was going to have to take him shopping for some jeans not out of 1994.  When he bumped into the hallway coming out of the bathroom he was laughing as he slid his hand over my ass. "Think you can get away with teasing me like that?" He was still sort of laughing  as he kissed me. "I'm going to teach you a lesson naughty girl."

We got into a cab to go back to my dorm room. The whole way he was stroking my legs and my hair and kissing my neck. We were both kind of drunk and stumbled into my room. We were giggling and rolling around making out. He was on top of me pressing me into the mattress, he pinned down my arms and started kissing me more frantically. Then he jumped up and turned on my stereo

"Ready bad girl?" he sat down on my desk chair and ordered me to walk over to him. I sat up and  walked over. He grabbed my thigh and pulled me closer. "You're in so much trouble. What do you have to say for yourself?"

I jutted my lower lip out and whispered, "Sorry"

He put me over his knee and pushed my skirt up around my waist. I wore my cute little grey skirt with a light plaid pattern. Then he pulled my panties down to my knees. There I was with my little ass in the air, just like I had always imagined.  He started rubbing my ass and then he raised his hand and brought it down hard. He rubbed for a second, then did it again. Then he did it again and again. I was too afraid to fight back too much because I thought he would stop. I wanted to struggle so he'd have to pin me down, but I didn't want him to think he was hurting me. So I just laid over his knee, but I couldn't stop myself from rubbing up on his legs. My breath was coming hard and fast and that frenzied feeling I had felt the night before started building up in my whole body. He kept slapping me and asking me when I was going to learn to behave.

Then all of a sudden it happened. I came for the first time in my whole life. It left me sort of weak and shaking. It left Andy really really excited. I was sort of out of it, so I just kind of fell back on the bed. I lazily opened my legs but he shook his head and told me to get on my hands and knees so he could see how red my ass was. Then he grabbed my hips and thrust into me.

"Thats my good girl" he told me as he came.

First time

My first spanking was from my boyfriend when I was 22. I had just graduated college and was about to move to the Czech Republic in the fall.  I met him the second week of summer at a concert in Chicago. We met in the parking lot when he offered me a beer from his tailgate and then we hit it off.  We got separated a little while later in the crowd, which made me a little sad. But then, as I was walking back to my car to go home, there he was! He asked me for my number, which I willingly gave him.

We started dating, but about 2 weeks later I left to do a 3 week summer course in St. Louis. So about two weeks in he drove down to see me. The walls at the place all the students were staying were so thin, and I explained we were going to have to be quiet. The bed we had was so squeaky, that we ended up fooling around on the floor of the dorm room.  It was the first time we had had sex. I was wearing this little black pleated skirt. When he started to take it off, I begged him to let me leave it on, because I love getting fucked wearing a skirt.  When I told him that he got so excited that he pulled me right onto his cock. He reached over for the light, but I stopped him and told him I liked to see what  I was doing.

I thought his head was going to explode he was so excited. I was on top, rocking back and forth getting really excited.

"You better stay quiet" he warned playfully. I love being a little dramatic so I made a big show of trying to be quiet. 

Then I turned around on him, so I was in the um "reverse cowgirl" position. then I made a couple of moaning noises and looked back at him mischievously.  I then teasingly lifted my skirt  bit to show him my ass. 

"ohh" he whispered, trying to stay quiet, "you're going to show me your little ass?" he moved his hands to cup the cheeks as he drove his cock into me. "How about I spank it til its red?"

I'm glad I wasn't facing him because there was a look of shock on my face. I don' t think I've ever been so anxious and excited in my life.

"Why, have I been naughty?" Then I purposefully moaned a little louder.

"Didn't I tell you to stay quiet?" Then he slapped my right ass cheek. the crack of his hand against my skin was so loud I was immediately really embarrassed. He raised his hand to slap again, but I batted it away.

"Andy! I don't want anyone to hear" His right hand was rubbing the spot where he had just slapped me, making me drive myself harder into him.

His hand fell away from my behind and I heard a sort of disappointed sigh, "okay"

I wanted so badly for him to continue. After all, I had waited my whole life to be spanked. I had subtly tried to drop hints to every lover I ever had, always crawling over their lap to reach for anything, always hoping one of them would take the opportunity to push me down and give me a couple of swats, even playfully. And here the opportunity was right in front of me, and I was too embarrassed to take it.

Don't worry, the story has a happy ending, I'll finish it tomorrow :)