Sam, Stinky, Anal_yst, Discuss Virgin Spanking At Red River Days
By Southern Lady 95
Warning: This chapter is about fun and discovering between teens. Mutual, show and tell style spanking between sixth-form students. spanking only, (Non-sexual)
Chapter One:
"Stinky,!"
"Suit yourself, but know I will spank it out of you, Samantha at our next meeting."
The sudden encounter with Samantha at the bookstore
A sudden red blush of her cheeks followed by one of her trademark quirky smile's foretold that Cassie, the town's DA and book owner's friend had a juicy secret. Samantha just didn't blush red in the cheeks, like that. it was out of character
It looked like the wheels were falling off the bus. "No, wait," Sam pulled her dress up again and lingered as I looked for a moment at her pale pink panties. it took a few seconds for it to dawn on me, I had a mission to complete and that was to return the favor of the same heat Sam had left in my seat. "You've been a bad girl, I whispered.
Spank, Whack! Smack! Crack! Splat! Spank! Not satisfied I throttled my response up a gear and pounded her panty-clad rear with gusto!
Oh, my, my lil miss with some moans, sounds that along with a magnificent red tint I could make out through her nearly sheer panties. There pale color along with the tight fit across her baby-fat hips was almost too much for me.
I admit I spanked her with a fast , hard rhythm that left the semi-exposed, brown eye girl, open mouthed and breathless.
Spank, splat, Whack! Smack, Pop! resort ing to a volley of spanks that had Sam squirming until she squeaked out a high-pitch, definitely feminine sound that could only be a lady's fart. Her cheeks redden then and that is what 'Stinky' had just seen again at the bookstore. The unladylike fart had left her mortified at the time in the boys toilet and it was that memory not the spanking that was responsible for the current blush of red that suffused her cheeks all these years later. Some memories were best left behind. The virgin spanking had been fine and left her sated, but the farting thing had left Sam embarrassed beyond belief. Her brown eye look exposed in her mind a subject never to be spoken. Still, I had as the most, personal sound had been made as Sam farted, most likely from gulping in air and bouncing up and down over my lap. I figured her middle had filled with gas and was expelled through her (bum hole) when her poor tum-tum could take no more pressing and pressure.
We looked at each other. Not a word was said. The toilet tiles reverberated sound as the brown eye girl, shifted her pale pink panties back into place completely covering her just-spanked, red cheeks. Then we went our separate ways back to class aware of our hot asses as we sat down in our desk. with a swish of her long light brown hair Her brown eye stare made my butt tingle as we shared our naughty moment together in front of our teacher.
A 'virgin spanking,' we had so, many years ago had shared. I still fondly remembered her soft hand on my rear and my hand on her baby-fat rear. Red River Days and the marketing of my inter-active mystery game had brought me to her back door.
Cassie as Her anal yst
"So, basically what you are telling me is you got a red rear at Red River Days," the analyst sharply concluded.
"Yeah, I did. It was my 'virgin spanking an I'm damn glad stinky did it to me!"
"One last thing before you go you said you called him 'stinky. Does he have a pet name for you. asked the anal_yst. "Pinky Dinky Doo, but that's too painful..."
"Suit yourself, Sam, but know this, you can bet your bottom dollar, I will spank the answer out of you with my paddle persuader when next we meet."