Spanksgiving: A Collection of Erotic Spanking Stories

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Yeah, well the English don’t have much reason to be grateful. They take without asking, so there’s no reason to be gracious. We’re just a more thankful country than you”, said June, smiling a teasing smile. In a panic, I threw a blanket — or something — over my girlfriend, grabbed my pants and tried to pull them on as I headed for the door to keep it from opening. I got to the door with my pants just above my knees when the door opened,” he recalls. “Standing in the hall was this sweet young freshman girl with her parents bringing her to her new dorm room! The looks on their faces were priceless. I asked them to give us a few minutes — I mean, what choice did they have?” 3. Whipped cream surprise

And so to my much anticipated 13th birthday – it was a stand-out day. As previously mentioned, I am still quite young (early 20s) and Mum is still a relatively young woman, having only just recently turned 50. Facing their long dining table, she rubbed one die between her fingers. 'Five' would provide protection against the blistering oak, although five thunderous swats would be furious punishment. Maybe one vicious swat on her bare skin fitted her crime. Alice took a moment to brace herself and control her nerves, and then followed John meekly into the house. Not a piece of paper, no,” he said sternly. “I mean the type of discipline that you will feel every time you sit down for a week. The type you will remember.”

Mr Larson noticed her glistening thighs and reached his fingers to touch her. Layla bit her lip at the pressure of his fingers against her swollen clit. My mother is French,” replied Layla. “But, I studied European languages at university, and I spent a year living in France, Germany, and Italy before I attended uni.” I awoke in the middle of the night. It was dark, and I realized I was trapped in the crib...and i had to go pee... I asked for a beer. In the bottle. "Happy to open it myself," I said. She looked at me as if I were weird. I am pleased to find that you will accept my proposal. I have detailed the finer points of our arrangement:

Well, usually I would deliver a set number of strokes with a cane, which you would count out. The cane is quite severe and would leave you with welts. As you are new to this practice, I will not cane you. Instead, I will spank you with my hand over your clothes at first and then on your bare bottom. This will give you the chance to adjust before I move on to hitting you with other implements.” He pointed to an array of paddles, whips, and straps he had laid out on the floor beside his desk. Layla swallowed. “You may stop the punishment at any time by saying the word red, but be warned, if I do not feel you have received adequate punishment, you will be fired. Is that clear?” It was a Friday afternoon in the office, and Layla was finishing up work on a few accounts before the weekend. Her telephone buzzed to notify her of an internal call, and she was surprised to see it was Mr Larson calling her. She released me from her embrace and added: “That’ll make sure you remember your 13th birthday, won’t it?”And yes, I remember it as clearly as the day it happened. He huffed. “I said, on Wednesday I want you to come on a night out with a few of my friends, but I want you to accompany my friend Richard. He is upset about a break-up with his wife, and I want you to…you know…show him a good time.”He smiled. “It’s all I need to do. All that I cannot fulfil elsewhere. It is hard to find a woman who will tolerate this. But, it arouses me, and if you wish, there can be a sexual element.” I try to pay as much as possible. I don’t want to spend five years paying them off. I want to be able to enjoy holidays and buy a house.” His conviction carried to her ears, and she smiled from her heart. Her small soft hand, firm in his grasp, he pointed at the signature of her naked curves imprinted on their soaring glass. «Beginning He nodded. His eyes remained cold, but they were beautiful and smouldered beneath his dark lashes. He was very handsome—even if he was stern and incredibly nosey. “I have a proposition for you,” he said. “I suspected that I might get you to agree to the spanking, though I did not expect you to take it as well as you did.” He nodded, and she retrieved the nipple clamps she had taken from his attic and forgotten about. Mr Larson smiled, taking them from her. “You have earned an extra few strokes for stealing my property.”

I can drive hungry," my Dad informed my Aunt. "But what about your kids, Junior? I bet they want to eat, don't you kids?" My siblings and I gave Dad the "Bambi Eyes". For once they worked. Sometimes they worked, even on Dad. Mom was easier. She cursed her body for its excited response to his offer. Her pussy was soaking. “How often?” she asked. “I could not tolerate such a beating every night.” Five or six, you keep your jeans," he said, "three or four, you keep your panties, one or two, I paddle you bare. This roll counts towards your total swats."

We'd never be perfect together unless I looked into her eyes and told this innocent woman I had a spanking fetish

Mum took my hand to put me in position – and for the very first time, I had an extra thrill. Even though it was all in fun, Mum wasn’t smiling or laughing – she kept a straight face and mum actually put me across her knee as she might if I was a really naughty boy. He had never spoken to her like that before. He had never asserted himself like this. He led her silently to the pile of logs piled horizontally at the side of the lodge and demanded she lay over the peak of the pile. It’s just your obsession with money.” His eyes flamed towards her. “I know you didn’t make what you said you did in tips, and you never refuse my offers to give you money. What sort of woman does what you do to pay off a pittance of debt?” Very good,” he said. “Return to your desk and then report to me at the end of the day when everyone has left, and I will administer your punishment.” I finally was able to go to bed. I climbed into the crib, and my mother put the side up. I tossed and turned for awhile, aware of the diapers and wondering why they felt so good to me.

I was on my stomach, my hands tied to the bed frame with one of my many scarves, the soft material feeling comforting yet ominous at the same time. I flinched when he rubbed a gentle hand over the sensitive area where he had spanked me. It was his mixture of both gentle and rough, pleasure and pain that kept me on my toes and kept me guessing. It was something I loved about him. Layla changed reluctantly into her bar uniform, refreshed her make-up, and made her way out of the office. Mr Larson was leaving the kitchen armed with a microwaved meal as she walked towards the exit. “Goodnight, Mr Larson,” she said. Her boyfriend, John, was a good person. Good Christian morals, a decent upbringing, respectful, considerate, understanding… but in many ways distant, unemotional, unknowable. So it came as a surprise to Alice that he had invited her to Thanksgiving in his parent’s lodge in the mountains after being together for only a few months. Perhaps, she thought, he sympathized with her being alone at such an important cultural event. I am the first to admit, I’m not a pro at giving head but I try,” says Trisha. “One night, I was pleasuring my new boyfriend and I removed my mouth for a second to breathe when all of a sudden he ejaculated— right up my nose. It felt like I was drowning for a second and I began choking. He thought it was hysterical— I was mortified by the whole thing. I spent the next half hour blowing my nose.” Tell us about your embarrassing sex stories in the comments below! She ignored her thoughts, cleaned and dried herself, reapplied her make-up, changed into her uniform for her bar job, and left the toilets. She was relieved not to encounter Mr Larson before she left the office and pleased to get outside in the fresh air. Well, the city air, but at least the cool breeze on her face was refreshing.She walked into the Principal’s Office as he held the door open for her. She moved to one side of the office, and took in again the curves that were filling out the girl’s clothing. Alice would not be one to be placed in the “super skinny” category, and probably had enough self esteem to not even attempt to try, even if her relatively slender frame would otherwise allow it. The third swing brought an audible “Yeow” from the girl, but this time trying to keep her place was more successful, though Miss Watson saw her legs shake as she tried to ride out the pain.