by Lynn Forest
She collapsed across his knees, her breathing fast as she contorted her body that was still in the throes of her climax. As Martin picked up the hairbrush once more, he looked down at her feet to see that her toes were still curling as CRACK… CRACK… CRACK… CRACK… CRACK.
As if their minds had merged, Lily scrambled off of his lap as she pulled the chemise over her head, while at the same time Martin was tossing the hairbrush aside and slipping his silk shorts off to toss onto the floor.
Then, just in time, Lily dove to the floor and retrieved the condom from the pocket, and frantically unwrapped it before scrambling back up onto the sofa next to where he was already reclining and waiting for her. In a matter of seconds, the birth control was in place, and she did not give any room for argument. She landed herself on top of Martin, immediately inserted him and began to slowly rock back and forth with a wicked smile.
She decided that it was her turn to tease and torment Martin. By that time she was fully sated by her orgasms, but she was certainly enjoying watching his expressions and physical reactions as she went to work on him. So she would rock back and forth and up and down upon him rapidly for several seconds, then come to rest before slowly and agonizingly undulating upon him, then coming to a stop and winking at him.
She would repeat the process, moving slowly at first, then building her speed until it seemed that Martin was ready to climax, and then she would slow down or stop as he would close his eyes and groan in anticipation and frustration that she knew was only building his desire to a higher level.
She began to move back and forth upon him in an agonizingly slow manner, bringing an almost pleading expression to his face, but she continued to tease him, holding out the promise of what he was going to feel soon, but not quite yet. Forward… backward… up… down… slowly and more slowly in her tantalizing internal dance with his captive manhood.
She could feel that he seemed larger than he had in any of their previous sessions, but she wondered if it was her imagination or simply the effects of her own body having experienced so many wide ranging sensations within the past several hours. She treated him to a couple of quick little hip thrusts, and then leaned down upon his chest and put her lips next to her his ear and spoke in a soft voice: “Some deserving lady just got her tail set on fire. And she… just… loved it.”
Suddenly she felt something move deep inside her, and she began to giggle. She moved her lips even closer. “And I think I know a guy… who likes to paddle a lady’s soft, tender bottom… until it’s nice… and red… and very… very… warm.” She felt the movement again, straining against her, and she decided that Martin had had enough torture.
She began to rock slowly, back… forward… up… down, more rapidly as the seconds passed. But this time she would not deny him, and when he realized that she was finally going to finish him off, he allowed himself to dispel the anxiety that would hold him back, until Lily concluded with a series of brisk up and down thrusts that allowed him to nearly explode inside of her, and she could even feel the force and power of his release in spite of the condom.
*
Martin woke on the sofa just before dawn, delighted to find that not only had he fallen asleep after their final round of lovemaking, Lily had also fallen asleep, but still rested on top of him. He felt as if he had been showered with good fortune as she slumbered there unaware of his thoughts.
None of it made any sense. People did not typically fall in love so rapidly. But there was something about this situation. He did not at all feel that he was engaging in some casual fling, and from Lily’s comments and behavior, it was the same case with her. It may not have been logical considering that he had just met her three months earlier, but he wanted to have her for the rest of his life. He knew that everything he was feeling was against all sense of good judgment. But he knew what was in his heart.
It was true that what he had experienced within the past several hours was unlike anything he had known in his very limited sexual experience. It was simply a fact that Lily was a spectacular lover, and her newly discovered fetish had drawn him in so that he could share her enjoyment of such kinky things.
He considered that he had spent days with her at work, getting to know her, talking about all types of things and coming to quickly realize that she was a good and special woman. He began to calculate how much time they had spent together, and realized that a typical couple would have to have a long history of dating to have equaled those hours.
As carefully as he could, he gently rolled Lily onto her side and slipped out from beneath her and went into the bathroom. When he came back into the living room, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her into the bedroom. He covered her with a sheet, then walked around the room and blew out the candles that were still burning, and as his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he spotted the condom package on the bedside stand. Deciding to get a head start on the next morning, he quietly opened the box and unwrapped another one to have it at the ready.
He laid next to Lily and rested with his body pressed up against hers. He was restless and knew he needed sleep, but his mind was racing in happiness and uncertainty, and he knew that in the company of Lily, the next morning would be nothing short of memorable.
Three hours later, Martin was once again roused from his sleep, this time by the movement of a naked Lily crawling back into bed. A clock on her nightstand told him that it was already 9:00 AM, and as she got back into the bed he pulled the sheet over her and they wrapped their arms around each other and kissed.
They began to caress and stroke, and Lily was suddenly displaying the mischievous smile that always foretold that something good was about to happen. She began to nibble on his chest, pretending to try to give him love bites, then she made her way back up to his neck and gazed at him lovingly. “I was thinking, this time, let’s just go ahead and make love. I’m really in the mood for you to just try and screw my eyes out.” She began to run her fingers up and down his chest like a spider. “And it’s funny, but later in the morning, I still want you to give me that good morning spanking. But this time, I just want it to be a spanking just for the sake of being spanked. Does that make sense?”
Martin smiled and nodded. “It doesn’t have to make sense. It may take some time for me to understand everything.” He drew her to him more tightly. “But I want you to understand, I want to always be there for whatever you need from me. And when I say always, that’s the way I would like for us to be… always.”
Martin could see tears forming in her eyes. “My mother told me when I was a little girl, that just because something seems unbelievable, doesn’t mean that it is.” She leaned her lips to his again, and they engaged in a kiss that seemed to last forever.
It was different than their frantic, previous couplings that weekend. There was a patient suckling of breasts and stroking of his arousal. They were slow and gentle, taking time to caress and gaze at each other, but what they lacked in passion they seemed to make up for in emotion. And when it was time for the condom, their fingertips worked together to put it on slowly and properly.
As soon as the condom was in place, Lily coaxed Martin on top of her, and she seemed almost serene and in a dreamlike state as she absorbed the energy of his leisurely and measured thrusting, undulating her hips upward to increase his pleasure, but not seeming to possess the fire she had shown during their previous episodes of intercourse.
Still, it was special in its own way, the tenderness in the whispered words of love, the smiles and expressions of physical pleasure that each was experiencing. It was not at all frenzied and urgent, and when the friction of thrusting in and out of that lovely woman finally overwhelmed Martin, he pressed down inside of her as she undulated and rocked to try to enhance his moment of release.
When they were through, and Martin had taken his place next to Lily, they continued to caress and smile and kiss. Martin began to stroke his fingers through her hair and whispered, “I’ll be right back.”
/> Lily watched as he walked away, and then gave him a wolf whistle. When he turned around, she arched her eyebrows and muttered, “You’ve got a great ass.”
She put her hands behind her head and watched in contentment as Martin returned a minute later, minus the condom. He got back in bed and crawled under the sheet with her, and planted a kiss on her cheek. “And you know darn well that your ass is the best.”
Lily began to giggle. “That comment can be taken in several ways.”
Martin nodded with a wicked grin. “And it is true in all possible ways.” His expression turned somber. “Sorry that that time you didn’t…”
Lily put her arms around his neck and laughed, then kissed him. “It still felt quite wonderful to me. I really enjoyed that. It was great to bring such pleasure to you.”
Martin nodded. “I understand. I suppose nothing can bring a woman to climax every time.”
Lily was starting to giggle once more. “Well, that all depends.”
Martin turned onto his side and leaned on his elbow. “So now, what are you telling me?”
Lily looked at him with a seductive gaze a little different than any he had seen before. “Actually, there may be something that would work every time.” She reached to his mouth, slipped her fingers inside and took hold of his tongue. “Mr. Wiggly for instance. But that’s not what I’m referring to. But if you want to find out, I can show you.”
Martin felt his face turning warm. “I’m game.”
Lily gave him that special look once more, then she rolled over on the bed and opened a drawer on her nightstand. When she rolled back over, she was holding a pink, tapered smooth vinyl cylinder that was eight inches long and with a knob on the end. A wide smile emerged on Martin’s face, assuring her that he was ready to play.
She held the vibrator in front of him, and turned the knob and handed it to him. He turned the knob back and forth to see how to control the levels of vibration in the buzzing toy. He smiled and nodded his head slowly, and held it against his leg to see how it felt.
Lily leaned over and placed her head on his chest and looked up at him as she spoke. “As I said, I haven’t dated for a long time. I actually named this thing after a handsome actor, but I’ll just keep that to myself.” They began to laugh in unison.
“This thing can be very, very effective. But the funny thing is, Dr. Simpson, sir, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have my little buzzy friend here under the control and guidance of somebody else. Such as a gorgeous guy like you. Want to give it a try?”
Martin laughed. “I can’t wait.”
Lily chuckle as she settled onto her back as he began to move the vibrator around her abdomen. “And neither can I.”
Chapter 9
A little while later, they were once again wrapped in an embrace, Martin very much enjoying the smile of contentment on Lily’s face. “My gosh, Martin. You can do it all: paddle, hairbrush, fingers, tongue, vibrator. Your talents seem to have no limit.” She looked at him and shook her head. “That was quite a rush.”
“I certainly enjoyed doing that.”
“I can tell.” She looked down and smiled, then reached to her side and picked up the vibrator and turned it on. “You know, this can provide some external sensations as well.” She began to laugh and coaxed him on his back, then rested her head on his abdomen and began to guide her toy to his delight and pleasure.
*
They stood in the shower for a long time, soaping and caressing each other until the hot water ran out. As the water started turning cool, Lily leaned her head back underneath it one more time to make sure that all the shampoo was gone from her hair. She finally turned off the water. They stepped out of the stall and began to towel themselves off. Martin looked at her with a bit of sadness in his expression. “I guess I finally have to really get dressed again.”
She leaned her head against his chest and sighed deeply. “Wish I could have you all to myself for a whole weekend.”
Martin looked at her and kissed her. “We will do that, as soon as we get the first chance. Maybe we can go away together somewhere. Maybe we could rent a cabin in the woods. You could scream ‘Ouch’ as loud as you wanted, and I can even go out and cut a switch from a tree.”
She looked up at him and laughed. “I would love that.”
Martin began to dry off quickly, “I know it will take you a while to dry that beautiful red mane. So how about I go make us some breakfast and have it waiting for you?”
She bit her lip and smiled. “That would be great. Martin, I still want you to spank me later. I’ll explain when I come out.”
Martin felt a twinge of concern as he scrambled eggs and put bread in the toaster. She seemed to have a serious expression when she reminded him that she wanted a spanking before he left.
When she came out of the bathroom and into the kitchen, she was dressed only in a nightshirt. When she was about to sit down at the table, she winked at him, turned her back to him and flipped up the back of the nightshirt to reveal that she was bare underneath. She leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. “That should make my spanking a little more efficient.”
Martin was relieved to see a smile on her face as she sat down, and as they devoured their breakfast, she seemed to be in good spirits, occasionally reaching out to take his hand as they talked, and rubbing her bare foot against his ankle.
Their conversation shifted back to their discussion of going away for a weekend; so after they concluded breakfast they went to her laptop computer on the coffee table and cuddled as they began to pick out possible places for them to go. Each time they found one that they liked, Lily bookmarked the website, and when they were done they had ten different possibilities identified.
With no transition in the conversation at all, Lily sat the computer back on the coffee table and took a deep breath. “Darrell had been a cop in another small town when we got married, and six months later he got the job here in Marbury, so that’s how I ended up here.
“I told you about the chief who gave me a break instead of filing charges against me. Well, I was around him often, because it’s such a small force, and every gathering of cops we went to, he was there. He always reminded us that he was there for us if we needed anything. I guess you would say he was kind of the fatherly type.
“I didn’t know that Darrell was into anything wrong until near the end. Then when everything fell down, the chief asked me to come to his office and tell him what I knew. I told him about ditching the guns, and he was really disappointed to hear that. Anyway, he made the deal that kept me out of court. Two bad cops left town, and I was left to walk around to pick up the pieces of my life.
“The chief is retired now, somewhere in Arizona. But I ran into him in a grocery store a couple of years after all the trouble. He walked up to me, looked around and leaned down and whispered, ‘You can call me anything you want, little lady, but I can’t tell you how much I just wanted to give you a good spanking for what you did.’ Then he walked away, shaking his head, and I never saw him again.”
Lily looked over at Martin, and he could see that her eyes were glistening. “I tell you, Martin, there were times when I was tempted to call him up and ask if I could stop by and see him. I wanted to go to his home, walk over to him and tell him that I was ready for my spanking. Of course, it never happened. Funny how things have fallen into place.”
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes and looked down. “When I woke up this morning, it was on my mind right away. I suppose that’s why I was a little less… I guess you know what I mean. But I think you understand now why I said that I kind of feel like I need a spanking just for the sake of getting a spanking.
“The chief is in Arizona. But you are here, right now. You just told me a little while ago how you would be there for me if I needed something.” She took a deep breath. “We’ve had a lot of fun with the spankings I got just to fool around. And I know some of them were real sizzlers, but now I’m talking for rea
l. I’m talking about having to stand up for the rest of the day. I’m talking about having to go through a lot of tissues.”
Martin stood up and paced the floor for a moment, then walked to the edge of the coffee table and picked up a box of tissues and carried them back to the sofa. With an understanding but somber expression on his face, he pulled several out of the box and placed them on the end cushion of the sofa.
Without another word, he sat down in the middle the sofa, then put his arm around Lily and drew her close and kissed her for a long time. But then, the kiss ended, and he took hold of her shoulders and slowly and gently pulled her across his knees.
As Lily felt him shuffling the nightshirt up onto her back to bare her bottom, the relief she felt in knowing that she was about to dispose of a negative unfinished issue in her life exceeded the anxiety she was feeling. The situation was entirely different. Now she was going to be spanked for a real and serious infraction in the rules of life and society. It was a specific punishment for a specific act of malfeasance. There was nothing vague or ambiguous about it.
She heard a tension in Martin’s voice as he nearly whispered, “Ready, sweetheart?”
She almost started crying just from hearing him call her that at that particular moment, and she had to force out a trembling response. “I’m ready.”
She closed her eyes and clenched her teeth and Martin’s hand landed on her lower bottom with a nerve-shattering WHAM. Then seconds later, the stillness was again broken. WHAM… WHAM… WHAM… WHAM. Each time his hand landed, Lily cried out in pain.
In their spanking play, there had been times when Martin had certainly given her some whacks that were so painful as to be scary. But this spanking seemed to have a subtle but violent quality to it. And she knew that it was exactly what she needed for Martin to provide to her.