Discipline
The living room
I'd just finished my last final for fall semester, and was hurrying to get back to my off campus house. I was running a little late for a meeting with my two housemates, MK and Teri. MK was irritated about something, and she wanted to talk with the two of us. It seemed like she was irritated about something a lot. I'd told her about my final, and that I'd try to get back on time. She told me, "You'd better do more than just try." Nice.
I'm being a little harsh. I mostly get along well with MK (short for Mary Katherine). She's a senior, an education major, and she's funny. We share some of the same TV shows, and generally enjoy each other's company. I'm not really attracted to her, though. She's maybe 5'5" tall, a bit plump and has short, dark brunette hair. I guess that's not my type of girl, or maybe there's just no chemistry between us.
I'm certainly glad that she let me move into the spare room in the three-bedroom house that her dad rented for her, since it was in a great location right near campus. It made a lot of sense that she would ask Teri to move in, since she'd been friends with Teri's older sister when they were all at St. Ann's, the Catholic girls' school where they went to high school together. But letting me have the other room was a little bit controversial with their parents at the time. It had been occupied by Teri's older sister last year, but she'd graduated.
We made the whole arrangement very business-like. Along with all the normal paperwork we had a roommate agreement detailing everyone's responsibilities around the house. There was a sliding scale of fines and punishments for infractions, etc. MK's dad made her responsible for keeping the place up, and she in turn handed out responsibilities to me and Teri. As far as I knew this kind of thing was normal. This was my first time living off campus after being in a freshman dorm last year.
I get along okay with Teri too. She's a sophomore like me, and a psych major. She's pretty. She's about 5'3" tall with wavy copper colored red hair that falls just past her shoulders. She has high cheek bones on her heart-shaped face and big bright green eyes. She's fair-skinned with faint freckles on her cheeks that are really cute. She has a great figure too, not that you can tell most of the time. She dresses very conservatively. Lots of high collars or loose blouses that do nothing to show off her curves, and a lot of long skirts. Total catholic school girl. The nuns would be proud, I'm sure.
She's nice enough too, I guess, but really quiet and not easy to read. It's been kind of hard to get to know her, but she's been warming up slowly over the last several weeks. Neither of us is as good about keeping the house neat, and we both kind of roll our eyes at each other when MK starts making a fuss about it. I sometimes fantasize about what it would be like to get her in bed, but that's all it is -- fantasy. I'm sure she'll be waiting for marriage before she gets naked with any guy.
I hurried up the stairs, and as I walked in the door that opens directly into our living room was saying "Sorry I'm late . . . what the FUCK?"
MK was sitting on a chair in the middle of the living room. Teri was laying over her lap with her skirt bunched up over her back and her panties down around her knees. Her perfect, round bare ass and pussy were in plain view.
Hearing me walk in, Teri let out a little yelp and started saying, "OmiG-d, omiG-d omiG-d" over and over in a quiet, strained voice. MK said, "You're not as sorry as you're going to be, Josh. Stop staring at Teri's privates and get your ass in here. Stand here in front of me facing away from us and keep your mouth shut. I'll deal with you in a couple minutes.
I doubt I could have said anything anyway, I was so stunned. As I walked over, I could see that Teri had her eyes shut tight and that she was blushing every shade of red that her normally pale skin could display. She must have been absolutely overwhelmed with embarrassment.
MK spoke. "Turn around and face the damned wall, Josh." I did. It didn't seem like a good time to debate the issue with her. "Now, Theresa, do you understand why you're being disciplined this afternoon?"
"OmiG-d, omiG-d, omiG-d . . ." Teri's response was followed by the sound of a loud smack, which clearly got her attention. "I asked you a question, Theresa. Do you understand why you're being disciplined this afternoon?"
In a very quiet voice, Teri said, "Yes, MK."
MK said, "For the duration of this discipline session, you will please refer to me as Mary Katherine."
"Yes, Mary Katherine."
Then we'll begin. You'll be receiving 25 strokes on each cheek. You know the drill. If you squirm too much, or in any other way interfere with your punishment, there will be additional strokes with the hairbrush."
"Yes, Mary Katherine."
As the punishment began, Teri started to breathe heavily, which I didn't understand at the time, but which I now know was part of how she distracted herself through the experience.
At this point, with the image of Teri's pussy in my mind and the sound of her heavy breathing, my cock was starting to get hard. As I heard the progression of spanking strokes I imagined her ass writhing ever so slightly despite her best effort not to and got extremely hard.
When the fifty strokes were done, MK asked, "Has this been a sufficient lesson? Will you maintain discipline over your own behavior from now on, or will I need to discipline you again?"
Teri calmed her breathing for a moment before responding, "Yes Mary Katherine. I'll maintain discipline over my own behavior."
MK said, "Good. Now pick up your stuff from around this room and then go to the bathroom and clean yourself up. Your face is a mess."
"Yes, Mary Katherine."
Then MK turned to me and said, "Your turn, Joshua. Get over here." I turned around and walked over to where she was sitting. She continued, "Do you remember our agreement about maintaining the house that you signed before you moved in? The one where we agreed to keeping up with chores, and where we laid out fines and punishments for non-compliance?"
"Well, yeah, but . . ."
"And have you been keeping up with your chores?"
"Well, no I guess not, but it's been really busy at the end of the semester."
"That's crap, Joshua, and you know it. I've been after you almost since you moved in to pick up your shit from around the living room and to get rid of the food in the fridge that's been going bad. I also need to nag you about damn near everything else on the chore chart. You seem to have been a bad influence on Teri, too, which is why she received her punishment just now. I've also been assessing fines. Have you been paying them?"
"Well, no, not all of them."
"In fact, you haven't paid one fine since mid-semester break. And do you remember the last punishment on the sliding scale?"
Yeah, it would be hard to forget what that was just at the moment. "Yes, corporal punishment. But I thought that was a joke."
"Do you still think it's a joke?"
"No", I said in a slightly quieter voice.
"Now it's time to pay up. Drop your pants and get across my lap."
"Whoa, wait a minute. Can we talk about this?", I responded. I sure as hell didn't want to display my raging hard-on. My two housemates would think I was a pervert for being turned on by the humiliation that Teri had just suffered.
"I'm done talking," MK responded in a slightly irritated voice. "If you aren't over my lap with your bare ass in the air in the next 60 seconds, you can find somewhere else to live next semester."
"What? It's way too late to find another place to live for next semester!"
"That's your problem in another fifty seconds."
Clearly this conversation was over. Closing my eyes, I undid my belt, unbuttoned my jeans, pulled down the zipper and pulled down my pants. Teri, who had gathered her things that were laying around the living room into her arms stopped cold at the sight of my stiff cock. Then she scurried out of the room, presumably heading to the bathroom as MK had instructed her.
MK's eyes widened at the sight of my hard-on, but said nothing about it just then. As I laid down over her lap, she spread her legs just enough to give my cock a place to go, and then clamped down on it with her thighs. If she'd been wearing shorts this might have felt good, but she was wearing jeans. Her legs were warm, but the fabric was rough. I squirmed a little bit at the discomfort.
"Jesus fucking Christ, Josh! Are you pleasuring yourself on me?!", MK exclaimed as she smacked my ass really hard.
"What? No! OW!"
"You'd better stay really fucking still. I can't believe that this scene aroused you. You should be ashamed. Now, to business. Do you understand why you are being disciplined this afternoon?"
"Yes."
You will be receiving 50 discipline strokes, 25 on each cheek for forcing me to clean up after you this semester, and for refusing all other forms of discipline up to this point. You will then receive five further punishment strokes with the hairbrush for being late and another five for arguing with me just now. If you squirm too much, or interfere in any other way with your punishment, there will be further strokes with the hair brush." She showed me the hair brush. It had long red hair in the bristles, so it was clearly Teri's, but the bristles weren't what concerned me. It was wide and round. The back and handle were made of wood, and it had long narrow spaces in between the rows that were holding the bristles. I was not looking forward to this.
MK continued. "Teri is familiar with this kind of session from high school, so she knows how to behave. You'd better learn quickly. I'd recommend that you hold onto the chair legs in front of your face so that you won't be tempted to reach back and interfere."
As I grabbed the chair legs, I felt the first, loud smacks on my ass. They stung a little, but weren't too bad at first. MK moved her hand around to all the different areas of my cheeks. After she'd covered every square inch, though, she started to concentrate on two spots, one right in the middle of each cheek. This really started to hurt, and I started to squirm instinctively, if only just a little.
MK stopped the spanking for a moment and said, "Hold still, Joshua, I'm not going to warn you again. Do you understand me?"
I sucked in a breath and responded, "Yes, MK."
Smack! "I thought I made it clear that you are to address me as Mary Katherine for the duration of this discipline session."
"Yes, Mary Katherine. I'm sorry Mary Katherine. I'll try harder to hold still." I sure didn't want to piss her off any more than I already had.
She gave me another ten strokes on each side. Each one hurt a little more than the one before. Toward the end I was trying to do the same heavy breathing that I heard Teri doing. It only helped distract me a little.
As she picked up the hairbrush, she said, "Now for your punishment strokes."
The smacks from her hand certainly stung, but the strokes with the hairbrush hurt in a brand new way. The wood was harder, and because of the long, narrow openings in the brush, it bit into my skin. It was all I could do not to cry out, and I think a tear escaped my eye. But eventually it was over, and not a moment too soon. I think MK might have left bruises that wouldn't completely fade for a couple days.
MK waited until my breathing calmed down a little, although not as long as she'd waited for Teri. I think she might have been a little uncomfortable with this whole scene herself. She asked me the same question she'd asked Teri. "Has this been a sufficient lesson, Joshua? Will you maintain discipline over your own behavior from now on, or will I need to discipline you again?"
My voice was strained as I croaked out, "No. I mean yes! I mean, it was enough and you won't need to do that again!"
"Good. Now pull up your pants and go to the bathroom and freshen up. You might want to pick up a couple ice packs from the freezer for you and Teri. It'll help soothe the pain. And Joshua?"
"Yes?"
"If the living room and refrigerator aren't spotless by 11pm tonight, we'll do this again tomorrow."
The first words that crossed my mind were "fuck no!" But all I said was, "Got it." Then I hurried out of there. I didn't even zip or button the jeans. It was quicker just to hold them up with my hand.
I got the ice packs and walked to the bathroom that we all shared.
The bathroom
The door was almost all the way closed, but not latched. I tapped on it lightly and even so it opened up a bit. Teri was still there, standing with her back against the wall, but I'd never seen her with anything like the look she had on her face. The best word I could think of was lust.
She said, in a deeper, huskier voice than I'd ever heard, "Come in here and shut the door." I did. Then she grabbed me by the shirt, pulled me close to her and kissed me fully and forcefully. After a few seconds of that, she grabbed my jeans and pulled them down, pushed down on my shoulders in order to lift herself up, and wrapped her legs around me. She still wasn't wearing her panties, and her surprisingly wet slit was right over my cock. I had softened a little bit during the punishment, but I got rock hard again almost immediately. This was surreal.
Teri started to rub her clit up and down and let out a soft moan in my ear. After a minute or two of this, she lifted herself higher, positioning the head of my cock at her opening, and forced herself down on me.
I'd been with a couple of girls before. I lost my virginity on prom night, and had a girlfriend for a few weeks at the beginning of freshman year before she dumped me for another guy we both knew. Neither of them felt like this. Teri was incredibly tight and wet, and it seemed like every nerve ending in the head of my cock was shooting off fireworks of intense pleasure. It took only a couple of thrusts before my cock exploded with cum. I didn't even get all the way into her.
We held that position for a few seconds, holding each other close as my cock slowly started to calm down and retreat from its full hardness.
"Damn. Sorry", I said. "It's just that you were so wet, and so tight! I've never felt a sensation that powerful before."
"It's okay", she said as she climbed down. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have surprised you like that. Can we just sit and talk for a couple minutes?"
"Sure."
Sitting was kind of uncomfortable after the way my ass had been treated a few minutes earlier, but after what had just happened I wasn't about to leave.
"Wet and tight, huh", she asked. "And I guess from your reaction that those are both good things?"
"Absolutely," I replied! "What brought that on?"
"Well", she replied, "I suppose I was wet from the spanking."
"Wait, what?" I interrupted. "You were wet from the spanking?"
She glanced at me quickly and responded, "Okay, that sounds kind of pervy, doesn't it?" "Let me explain."
"My family moved from the city I grew up in right before my freshman year of high school. My siblings and I had always gone to Catholic schools, so my parents enrolled me in one that was nearby. My old school hadn't used corporal punishment, but the new one sure did. I was having a hard time adjusting, and it seemed like I was always getting in trouble for one thing or another."
"You? Really? It's hard to imagine my quiet housemate who seems to be on top of her studies being a troublemaker."
She smiled a little. "Surprised? Let's just say that I wasn't getting along with some of the other girls who knew how to get the new girl in trouble. I also had to learn some self-discipline in my study habits."
"In any case," she continued, "It seemed like I was in the principal's office bent over her desk with my skirt up a lot, and I was miserable. At one point I was talking about it with my sister and she offered me some advice. She suggested that it would help to try to think of something else in order to take my mind off the punishment, and that one of the best things to do was to try to engage in an elaborate sexual fantasy'.
"Seriously? I guess there's a lot about catholic school girls that I didn't know."
She'd been looking down at the floor in front of her before this, but she turned to look at me when she said, "Don't make any broad generalizations about everyone based just on me. I have no idea how many other girls do that."
"Okay, you're right. Sorry. In any case, you were saying something about elaborate sexual fantasies?" I certainly didn't want to lose track of this topic!
"Right. So, think about it. The sex drive is primal. It seemed like it would be easier to get completely wrapped up in that kind of thinking than it would be to do something that requires more concentration like reviewing the homework you need to do, or something like that. Plus, the position you have to assume for a spanking sort of lends itself to thinking about sex more than a lot of other things. At least it did to me."
"I guess."
"So I tried it. It wasn't easy at first because punishments were scary and painful, but eventually I got pretty good at it. When I lifted up my skirt, bent over the desk and pulled down my underwear, I imagined that a guy with a large cock was standing behind me pushing himself inside me. When the spanking began, I'd imagine that he had started pounding away. I'd start breathing heavily like I imagined I would if I was getting fucked, and that it was him who was smacking my ass at the same time."
"Yeah, I heard you with the heavy breathing in the living room earlier."
"It worked. The punishments were easier to get through when I could distract myself. I think it might have messed me up in the head a little, though. Now when I think about having sex I and imagine getting spanked, it gives me kind of a thrill. I guess connecting the two in my mind for a couple years must have made spanking a turn on." She glanced at me a little sheepishly. "Like I said before, pretty pervy, huh?"
"Maybe, but I bet a lot of people have their little perversions, don't you think? As long as both people involved are consenting adults, there's nothing wrong with adding some spice to things."
"I guess", she responded. She paused a minute and then continued. "It might have been a good idea this afternoon if I had tried to imagine someone fucking me besides you'.
"Whoa, seriously? Me?"
"Josh, I've been fantasizing about you almost since we moved in. Think about it. The only guys I've ever lived with before were my dad and my brother. There weren't even any guys at my school. And then we moved in here, and all of the sudden I had a cute, mysterious guy right in the next room. Besides, look at you. You're what, 5'11", 6 feet tall? With a square jaw, broad shoulders, olive skin, dark hair, dark eyes? Jesus, of course I was imagining what it would be like to have both of us naked with your body pinning mine to my bed with my legs wrapped around you."
I always thought I was a little skinny. And I have a minor but persistent acne problem, but apparently, Teri didn't notice any of that. "I had no idea," I responded.
"Well, you are kind of clueless that way", she teased. "So by the time MK was done with me today I'd already been thinking about having you inside me. Then when you pulled down your pants and I saw that the sight of me gave you the hard cock which I'd been imagining all this time, it was about all I could take. I came back here and started masturbating immediately. I'm sure that had a lot to do with why I was wet as well. I was pretty close to climaxing when you knocked on the door."
"Well, that explains the look on your face when I came in. I guess it explains you jumping me as well."
"Yeah. I guess it does."
She continued, "So like I said. That's why I was wet. The reason I was tight is that it was my first time."
"Wait, what? That was your" . . .
"Yes, Josh, I'm a virgin. Or", and her face dropped a little and her voice got quieter, "I was . . . I guess." The sadness in her voice was obvious.
And now it was my turn to be absolutely mortified and blush in every shade of red that my face could display. Not only had I given what I desperately hope will be the worst sexual performance of my life, but I did it during probably the most important sexual experience of hers.
"Oh my G-d, Teri, I'm so sorry!" I was overwhelmed with embarrassment. "But why did you, umm, you know, do more than just bring yourself off on me?"
At that point it seemed like her emotions were threatening to take over. She was clearly trying to hold it together. She paused a minute before responding, "Like I said, I was really close to climaxing when you walked in, and I absolutely wasn't thinking clearly. When I use my finger or my dildo and my clit gets dry, I dip them inside myself to get some moisture. That's all I wanted to do with your cock. I honestly had no idea that a guy could finish that quickly. It only just hit me a moment ago how big a mistake that was. I mean, I had your cock inside me, and now I have your cum inside me." She smiled a very sad smile. "Which part of the word 'virgin' can I still hold onto here?"
"I'm so sorry! I never imagined anything like that would ever happen to me. That was pathet" . . .
"Shhh", she interrupted me, putting a finger over my mouth. "I forgive you and I really don't want to dwell on it anymore. In fact, I might want to do my best to forget that it ever happened."
"Might?"
"I have a question for you and I need you to give me a thoughtful answer, Josh."
"Okay", I said slowly and a bit questioningly.
"Do you like me?"
"Sure."
"Try again, Josh. I said I need a thoughtful answer. I like you. I think I like you a lot. I'm interested in exploring where our relationship can go, but if you don't feel the same way about me then we will never speak of this afternoon again, and I for one will try really hard to pretend that it never happened. So, I'll ask again. Do you like me?"
I took a second to compose my thoughts this time. "Well, it's been hard to get to know you up until now. You're really quiet. I like what I have seen before today, but that hasn't been much. I'm not interested in dating a mousy pushover."
"You think I'm a mousy pushover?" she asked, sounding offended.
"Let me finish. I thought you might be, but I couldn't tell. I can tell you this, I like what I've seen of you today."
"Nice, Josh", she said with heavy sarcasm and maybe a little bitterness.
"Oh for Christ's sake, Teri. I'm not talking about your body, which I like very much by the way. What I mean is that you've really opened up to me."
She laughed out loud at that.
"Okay, yeah, with your legs, I get it. That's not what I meant, though."
"Oh, Josh, that's not why I'm laughing! Although the double entendre is sort of funny." Now I could hear a smile in her voice. "It just occurred to me that it would be pretty stupid to keep being shy around a guy who saw my bare ass the moment he walked into the apartment, and who's sitting next to me with his pants around his ankles. It kind of breaks down any remaining inhibitions, you know?"
I laughed too, and was also smiling when I said, "Yeah, no kidding. Well, whatever did the trick, I've learned more about you in this room in the last few minute than I had all semester. You're quiet, sure, but you seem to have some steel in your spine, you know? I mean you'll absolutely say what you want, at least in private. Also, you're smart. I've always enjoyed talking to you when you've been willing to talk. So yes, I'd say that I like you."
"And would you like me to be your girlfriend?"
I gently grabbed her chin, turned her face toward mine, looked at her right in her beautiful eyes and said, "Yeah, I think I'd like to try that out", and then kissed her. This kiss was less passionate than the one she'd planted on me when I walked in on her a few minutes ago. I discovered that she has soft lips that felt really good when they touched mine. Even better, I could feel all the apprehension, all of the defensiveness and all the tension drain out of her as she leaned into me.
"Oh thank G-d", she said, clearly relieved. "I was pretty sure I had a handle on you, but I was still worried that I might have given myself to some asshole who only wanted a one-night stand."
"I'd have to be out of my fucking mind to want to have sex with you only once."
She broke into a big beautiful smile. I definitely wanted to see that look again. And again and again. I could feel my heart swell with warmth and affection.
"First ground rule about our relationship", she said, "is that we never cheat on each other. If I hear that you've been getting romantic with some other girl, or fucking around behind my back I will drop you like old garbage and I won't look back. Got it?"
"Got it. What's rule number two" I asked.
She laughed and said, "Jesus, Josh, I've never done this before. Can we figure out the rest of the rules as we go along?"
That brought another smile to my face, as I said, "Sure."
"Good", she said. "Now I need you to help me fix this mess I made of things so far this afternoon. Pull your pants up and wait here a minute or two while I put this stuff away." She picked up the ice packs and the stuff from the living room that she'd left on the floor and walked out of the room.
A couple minutes later she came back, wrapped her arms around me, and whispered in my ear, "Okay, now pick me up and carry me back to my bedroom."
"Yes, ma'am", I responded as I swept her up into my arms.
As we were walking down the hallway, she continued to whisper in my ear, "Okay, here's the scene. We've just come back from our third date, which was wonderful. I'd already told you after our second date that I was a virgin, but that I wasn't sure how much longer I wanted to stay that way. I was trying to decide if you were the right guy. After our third date I invited you back to my room. And here we are. Think you can improvise the rest of this with me?"
"Absolutely."
The bedroom
When I carried her into her room a moment later and put her down, she locked the bedroom door and said, "Okay please sit down by the foot of the bed." I did, and as she pulled down the bedspread, which was neatly made up, she said, "Okay, so here's something else you need to know about me. I really bought into the lessons on self-discipline that my high school emphasized all the time. I want to be good at everything I do if it's important to me, and I believe that discipline is the key to making that happen. If you can discipline yourself, that's ideal, but the threat of external discipline helps you stay focused."
"Right now", she continued, "I want to be good at this for you. So, unless you have any objections, here's how this is going to work. I'm going to go into my closet and change into an outfit that would have been appropriate for our third date. When I come out, I will do anything you ask me to do without argument. I'm giving you complete control here. If I want something I will ask politely. If you want something, you will tell me what it is and I will do it to the best of my ability. I'll be honest. I'm a little nervous about this. I think if I let you be in control I'll find it easier to let go of any inhibitions or hesitations that could get in the way. If you don't like how I'm behaving, or if my performance is unacceptable, you have my permission to spank me. You with me so far?"
My heart was starting to race as I responded, "yes."
"I will ask that we not do anything anal. I'm not into that yet, and I might never be. Ass cheeks are in bounds. Anything deeper is not. Also, the spanking is okay if I need additional discipline, but I'm not into bondage or anything degrading like making me crawl around like an animal or some sick shit like that. I'm not a sex slave. If I'm really uncomfortable, I will call a time out. I will try not to do that, but if I do you need to stop immediately."
"Right. That's fine."
"One other thing. You haven't been with anyone since that girl at the beginning of Freshman year, right?"
"Yeah, that's right, Why? Are you concerned about STDs?"
"A little, yeah."
"She told me she was also a virgin."
"Good. I know it's a little late to be asking about that now, but I still wanted to know. And just so you know, I've been on the pill since I came to campus last year."
"That is good to know, thanks."
"Okay. I'll be back in a couple minutes." She walked into her closet and shut the door.
I got up and stripped down to my underwear. Then I looked around the room while I waited. I'd never been in here before, and since it was further down the hall from my room, I'd barely ever even glanced in. The carpeting was the same grey color as in the rest of the apartment, and nearly everything else was white. The walls, the furniture, the bedspread, all white with some colored trim around the edges. And there was nothing out of place. She kept this room really neat.
I commented on the surroundings. "Teri, your room is spotless."
"Of course" she said from behind the door. I'm all about self-discipline, remember?"
"But you just took a beating for leaving stuff laying around the apartment. What's up with that?"
She didn't respond for a moment, but then said, "This is going to sound stupid."
"Try me."
'Okay. I was trying to find a way to connect with you, but I didn't know how to talk to you about, well, anything. I'm kind of like that with all boys, especially the ones that I think are attractive. I always get tongue-tied. So I started leaving some stuff laying around, figuring that MK would get mad at both of us. It gave me a small thrill when we would roll our eyes at each other over that kind of thing, and it made talking to you a little more comfortable."
"So you were trying to get me to like you by being a slob instead of being yourself?"
"I told you it would sound stupid. And I'll warn you now, I'm done with that. I felt really guilty knowing that MK would feel compelled to straighten up after me. Moreover, you'd better be done with it too. If you ever have to show her your bare ass again, I'm going to be as mad as she is and the beating she gives you will only be the beginning of your trouble."
"Yes ma'am."
"Don't joke about this Josh, I'm not kidding."
"Okay, okay, I hear you!"
Then Teri opened the door and took my breath away. She was wearing a white, low-cut dress with a shawl over it. The shawl was very much part of her normal style of clothing, but the dress absolutely was not. It hugged her curves and showed off some cleavage, and I could see the faint outline and shading from a darker colored bra and panties beneath. It was unlike any outfit I'd ever seen her wear before.
"What do you think" she asked?
"I think you're stunning, and that I'm a lucky guy. I'd be proud to out on a date with you while you wore that."
"So it's not too slutty?"
"'Oh, honey, no. There is a big difference between slutty and sexy. You are not at all slutty-looking in that dress. You're beautiful."
She blushed, and then said, "I don't think I could wear this just any time. I feel too exposed."
"Well, maybe just when you're out in public with me? Other guys who saw the two of us together would be jealous."
"Flattery will get you everywhere" she said with a smile on her face. "Okay, I'll think about it."
"Come here."
She looked right at me and paused for a second. Then she obediently said, "Yes Josh."
I wrapped my arms around her, and kissed her. This time I held the kiss a long time, probing her mouth with my tongue. As I did, I started to run my hands over her body. First I removed the shawl from her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Then I rested my hand on her left breast, and then moved it down to her ass. They were both round and firm. Nothing about her was huge, but nothing was tiny either, and with her narrow waist her body had a beautiful shape.
"I'd like you to move your tongue in and out of my mouth as I move mine in and out of yours."
"Yes Josh," she said breathlessly.
We probed each other like this for a couple more minutes. Then I broke it off. "Okay, so I'm noticing that I'm either underdressed at the moment, or that you have too many clothes on. Please take off your dress."
"Yes Josh. Could you please help me with my zipper?"
She turned around, and I pulled the zipper down. She slipped out of the dress, revealing a green bra and matching thong panties beneath. The green really brought out the color in her eyes. The bra really only covered the bottom half of her breasts, and I could look down into it to see that her nipples were a very light shade of pink, only a little darker than her porcelain skin.
She broke off the kiss and asked, "May I please pick up these things please?"
"Sure".
I'd been getting hard while we made out, but my cock really started to stand at attention at the sight of her bare breasts, and even morese as she picked up the shawl and walked both it and the dress over to a chair near the wall. She folded them neatly, and made a point of bending over at the waist in order to give me a full view of her ass and the small strip of green fabric covering her pussy.
"Now that's slutty", I said admiringly.
"Josh!"
"Oh come on, Teri, think about what we're doing here. Slutty is okay if you're sharing it in private with someone you're trying to turn on. In fact, I'd say it's exactly the look you're going for. Come here."
"Yes Josh."
She came back and I kissed her again right before I lifted her up and laid her on the bed. Then as I laid down next to her, I started to explore her body. I started up high, nibbling on her ear lobes and kissing her cheeks, lips and the nape of her neck. While doing that I pulled the bra straps down off her shoulders to expose her breasts completely, I began massaging her nipples, which immediately got hard. I needed to explore them a little more.
I kissed my way down her neck, and moved my mouth over first her left nipple and then her right. I gently sucked each of them into my mouth. As I rolled around them with my tongue while sucking gently, I moved my hand under the top of her panties. Her clit was a little bit dry, so I slipped my finger into her pussy, which was still soaking wet from earlier, and brought some of the wetness up. As I massaged her now moistened clit, her breath audibly caught in her throat. I kept this up for a couple of minutes as her breathing got heavier.
I continued massaging her clit while I asked her, "Have you ever had someone go down on you before?"
"No, of course not!"
"A simple yes or no will do, Teri."
"Yes Josh. Sorry Josh."
I began to kiss my way down her flat belly, and pulled her panties down her legs and off.
"Do you ever trim your pubic hair, Teri?"
"No Josh. But if I'd have known that we were going to end up here, I might have."
"Please do in the future."
"Yes Josh."
"Spread your legs a bit wider now." She did, and I went in. She cried out quietly the moment my tongue reached her clit, and her breathing got a little quicker. I started to roll my tongue around it, sucking gently while I did. I also started to move one, and then eventually two fingers in and out of her pussy. Teri started to moan quietly, which turned me on in a deep and powerful way. It took a while for her to start to build toward a climax, but I was determined to make sure that an orgasm was part of her first time having sex. After a few minutes, she grabbed the back of my head and started to push her pussy up toward my mouth. A few seconds later, she arched her back slightly, her breathing stopped as the passionate sounds she'd been making caught in her throat, and I could feel her start to contract and relax around my fingers.
I crawled back up and kissed her, spreading some of her pussy juice on her lips with my own. Then we laid there quietly for a minute until her breathing was back to normal.
"Oh my G-d, Josh, that was amazing! I've given myself lots of orgasms, but none of them were as strong as that. Thank you!" I could see the track of a small tear that had fallen from her eye. "Did you enjoy that even close to as much as I did?"
"That was about your enjoyment, not mine."
A look of concern crossed her face. "Wait, was there anything you didn't enjoy about it?"
"Well, first of all, I absolutely loved the way you were reacting. The sound of you moaning with pleasure is a huge turn on. But I don't really like the way it tastes. It's kind of sour."
She looked disappointed. "Maybe I should take a quick bath beforehand when I can. Either that or accept a spanking for not making myself more hospitable to you."
"Sure. Sounds good."
"Josh, may I please return the favor?"
"You mean you want to go down on me? Are you sure you're ready for that?"
"I've been practicing on the small dildo that my sister got me for my birthday last year. I knew this day would come at some point, and I wanted to be ready."
"Then yes, please go ahead."
She moved down to my underwear and pulled it off of me, revealing my mostly stiff cock. First she licked her way up and down, lingering on my head. Then she slowly started to suck me in. I was impressed that she didn't gag like my girlfriend had when she tried this last year. As she started to move her head up and down on my cock, it felt smooth and warm, but not nearly as tight as a pussy. I tried thrusting, but that caused her to gag a little and back away.
"Damn, Josh, I'm so sorry. It takes some concentration for me to keep my throat relaxed, and when you moved it startled me. The dildo is smaller than you are, and it never moves on its own!"
"It's okay. We can try again. This time, try wrapping the base of my cock tight with your thumb and forefinger and pulling the skin down as you lower your mouth on me."
She looked a little concerned about adding this new wrinkle, but I was betting that if she could get it right this would feel even better than it had. After all, it's what the girls do on all the videos on the porn websites.
All she said was, "Yes Josh", and then obeyed. I was right. At least for a minute or two it felt fantastic, but then I felt something really uncomfortable.
"Ow!"
Teri jumped up with a horrified look on her face. "What? What's wrong?"
"Teri, rule number one of a good blow job. No teeth!"
"Oh sweet Jesus. Josh, I'm so sorry! Should I take this as a warning? Do you want me to try again?"
"Yes, and yes. You were doing well, and you won't get better without practice, right?"
"Right", she said, before she grabbed my cock and sucked it into her throat. This time it really started to feel good, until she slipped and let her teeth rub up against my very sensitive skin again.
"Ow! Damn it Teri, that hurts!"
"Fuck! I'm sorry Josh. I'm not doing this well at all."
Then she surprised me by laying across my lap so that our bodies were perpendicular with her ass right near my right hand.
"I'm assuming that I only get one warning", she said, looking back at me, "especially if I'm causing you pain when I'm trying to give you pleasure. And I know what the consequence of that is. Go ahead and do it."
We had talked briefly about me spanking her, but discussing it and actually being faced with it were two different things. I wasn't sure how hard to hit her, how many times, or anything. I gave her a couple of light slaps.
"Shit, Josh. I've had 60-year-old nuns smack me harder than that. Don't be a wuss."
Well, if she was going to goad me like that, she was really asking for it in every sense of the phrase. I gave her ten quick, hard slaps on each cheek, watching her beautiful skin turn an increasingly darker shade of pink with every stroke.
After she was sure I was done she asked, "Can we please make love now?"
"I thought all of this was making love."
"I'm sorry, Josh", she said with maybe a hint of irritation. "Let me be more clear. Could you please lay me down, climb on top of me and start pumping your huge cock into my pussy?"
And to think that I thought she was a bit mousy just a couple of hours ago. Behind closed doors she wasn't mousy in any way.
"Yes, Teri, I think that's a good idea. Lay down on your back with your head on the pillow and spread your legs."
"Yes Josh", she responded with a smile on her face.
I climbed on top of her, rubbed my cock on her now very wet slit a few times, and then slid into her slowly and smoothly as she wrapped her legs around my back. She was still very tight, but between her orgasm and mine was as slick as she could be. And so warm! Damn this felt amazing!
When I got all the way in I paused and asked, "How does that feel?"
"Good! You fill me up down there in a way I could never imagine. I guess it hurts a little, but I don't give a shit about that now. Right now I just want more!"
I started to slide in and out slowly. Since I'd blown one load less than an hour ago, I was able to control myself a lot better this time. I kept going, sometimes at a slow, steady pace, sometimes picking up the tempo a bit before slowing down again. I wanted to make this last a while, and I wanted to watch her reaction while I did it. Teri had her eyes closed and had a smile on her face. She would wince a little when I sped up, but the smile was always there. She was clearly enjoying this.
I kept that up for a few minutes, but then stopped, pulled out and said, "Now turn over."
She looked up at me with concern, probably thinking she was about to get another spanking. "Did I do something wrong?"
"No, but you need to do what I ask when I ask it. Turn over."
"Yes Josh" she said as she quickly rolled over.
This time I entered her pussy from behind and with some force, which caused her to exclaim, "Oh!" I like this position better than missionary position. It's a better angle to get deeper penetration. I could feel the head of my cock pushing against the very deepest part of her pussy with every stroke and stretching it deeper into her from there.
"Give me your breasts", I ordered.
"Yes Josh"', she said between heavy breaths. She arched her back, and I grabbed both of her breasts, which gave me leverage to thrust harder. I kept a slow pace this time, but each thrust was forceful and pushed as deep into her as anyone possibly could. Her breathing got faster, and she let out a little yelp with every thrust.
"How does that feel?"
"Shit", she muttered under her breath, and then said, "It hurts, but I don't ever want it to stop. Now cut the chit chat and fuck me! Ah!"
That last little cry was because I gave her a really hard thrust for being rude.
"Harder!"
So I fucked her harder. She let out a long, low moan that was punctuated with a quiet little grunt with each thrust.
"Josh, get me up on my knees and fuck me doggy style", she said in the same husky voice she'd greeted me with in the bathroom earlier.
"Hey, who's in charge here?"
"Damn it! Fine! Get me up on my knees, fuck me doggy style, and spank me while you do it!"
I have a feeling that she would have provoked this spanking one way or another, since it would let her live out her schoolgirl fantasy. I was happy to oblige. We got into the position she was demanding. I started to thrust forcefully again. She grabbed the headboard with both hands to keep from getting her face slammed into it. With every couple of thrusts, I smacked her ass hard.
That was when I lost all sense of restraint. I started pumping just as hard and deep as I had been, but faster. The noises she was letting out every time I pounded her were a little louder than before. I don't know how long we kept this up, but eventually I froze with my cock deep inside her. Everything from my knees to my ribs tensed up and I started pumping jets of cum into her pussy.
I collapsed over her back, both of us breathing heavily. Eventually we both laid down, me with my cock still inside her, and her with her face on the pillow, hidden by her long red hair. I pushed it aside to kiss her on the cheek, and saw that she had tears running down her face.
"Oh my G-d, Teri, you're crying! Are you okay?"
"What? Christ, yes! I mean, I'm sore as hell, but I feel so good I can't even . . . I don't know how to describe how this feels." I slid out of her as she turned over to face me. She wrapped her arms around me and held her beautiful body against me tight. "I guess I'm crying because that was so unbelievably intense. I've tried to imagine lots of times what losing my virginity would be like, but not even my wildest fantasy was as good as that. I'll remember today for the rest of my life!" Then she kissed me long and deeply. While we were kissing, I thought, "That'll make two of us."
