When are we going to try? Are you going to make me do it? I think that's the only way, if you make me." she moaned. I hadn't really thought about it," I lied. "Besides, I'm not going to spank you tonight." She looked disappointed, but I know my wife, you couldn't give her what she wanted when she wanted it. There had to be a build up.

OK, I guess we could do that, but what's up? Is this a I'm-a-bad-girl-I-need-to-be-punished thing? Or a Catholic school girl thing?" You know, to spank me. How do you want me? On my knees or bending over? I don't want to lie across your lap like a little girl thing. That would be gross." Rachel's ass is always on my mind when we're having sex, but she's pretty resistant to my anal entreaties. If I brush up against it with my hand she usually shoos it away, unless she's had a martini. Then maybe I can get a finger in it a bit, but just a bit.She turned around while she lowered her panties, but I couldn't quite see her asshole the way I wanted. Now are you ready? Or are you too ready? You're not going to sploosh all over my butt before we even get started, are you?"

A few weeks went by. One day after work we were going at it. Her eyes were twinkling as she stood up to undress for me, slowly removing her blouse, her work skirt. She surprised me because she had on her trashy lingerie, not at all usual for a work day. We went about our kitchen chores, but I had a hard time getting down with the meal because I was so hard. She was putting some stuff into the dishwasher when I realized she might be feeling the same way. Sex was really on fire that night. I could tell Rachel was trying to imagine what her spankings would be like.Well, Rachel was right about that. I love a female posterior. Actually, almost any woman's rear end. Round, skinny, bouncy, tight, covered, naked. There's just something about an ass that not only catches my eye, but mostly, my imagination. She laid the rake down and sat on the edge of a hay bail and looked at me. “So, is that how you see me Michael, the motherly figure that will blister your naughty bottom? Have you fantasized about me like that a lot?” “Aunt Paula, honestly, before this morning I never thought about it, but it is all that I have thought about today,” I said. “I have no one else to talk about this with but you.” “Well Michael, she said, you can talk to me about anything, but I do not know if I am the person to fulfill this fantasy with.” “Aunt Paula I respect you and really like you, so who else could it be?” “Michael, you do not know what you are asking, how do I know that you would not tell anyone?” “Aunt Paula, I would not tell anyone and if I did you could punish me harder. I want you to really spank me for being a bad boy. I deserve it.” You're making me leak down my leg. That's hot." She leaned up to my ear, almost begging in an undertone. "Spank me! Please. Tonight." For the next few weeks Rachel kept looking for new ways to get spanked. But I could tell, it was more than just spanking that was on her mind now. But the more she talked about her ass, the hotter she got. Her tits were swaying harder and faster and the more she begged me to swat her the wetter she got.

Why? So you can see my dark hole? My tight little asshole. What do I get out of it?" I was hearing an echo. Yes, a butt plug. As a matter of fact, this is my third plug and it's the biggest one. I've been working on stretching myself for a while now. I needed to get used to accommodating something as big as your hard on, don't I?" There is nothing wrong in some good old spanking - after all, Kama Sutra has it! There are a lot of techniques and tools for spanking: it can be done with a bare hand or paddle, strap, hairbrush, belt, riding crop, whip. So whichever of these techniques and tools you enjoy you are welcome to explore it here with like minded individuals. Dating and flirting nowadays can be hard and stressful, especially if you have a preference that people might not understand. Thankfully, we are here to solve your problems. We are connecting you with lots of singles that share this passion of yours, so there’s no reason why you shouldn’t join us!But I've got to say, when I started reading jerk off stories, the spanking ones completely eluded me. Why were they arousing? But I had a girlfriend once who got off on spanking and from then on I could get hard just thinking about an ass up in the air waiting for my hand. I never told Rachel and I wasn't about to now. Later on, we were getting dinner together. Things got particularly messy and we both put on aprons. As I looked across the room, the way hers was tied tightly around her waist framed her rear just so.

I did not want to push it too much so that she would think I was weird, but I wanted to pursue it a little more. “So, Aunt Paula, I guess that you spanked Jennifer and Laurie while they were living here then?” She looked at me for a second and smiled. “Yes, Michael, I spanked them until the day that they left if they needed it; most of the time though, they did not need it because they were good girls. However, I just gave Jennifer a dose of the belt last week before she left for her behavior.” I think that she noticed my jaw drop, because I saw a smile on her face. “Why would you ask that question, Michael?” My stomach was doing flips. “Oh, I was just wondering, you know small talk.” I was a terrible liar. “Your parents never spanked you Michael, I know, because your mother would never let your father do it and she could not bring herself to. You turned into a nice young man nevertheless,” she said.Hey Bobby boy..." Rachel was doing a little twerk. "Maybe you plug me up to keep me from leaking onto the floor?"