Jennifer's Birthday Paddling - Sex Stories

Jennifer's Birthday Paddling

... sounds wonderful...I want a birthday spanking like I've never had, I want my ass so red and stinging I can't sit down for a week". I laughed. "Are you really serious?" "Yes sweetie, this time instead of those mild spankings you always give me in bed, I want a real spanking. A spanking for a woman, not a girl - something that will really mark my fortieth birthday". I thought this was great, but I had to view it with a certain amount of skepticism. Jennifer liked lovemaking like no other woman I’ve known, but she had a tender heart. And for that reason, I really never let her have a good one. I always kept them mild, a nice mixture between pleasure and pain as a good lover would. "Are you serious Jen?" "As a Church Warden!” she replied. "OK, enough said".... I took a moment here to collect my thoughts... "On Saturday night, I am going to give you a spanking you will never forget ". My boldness quickened.... "I am going to sting your ass like you've never felt before, and take you to new heights. Don't ask me what's going to happen, just think about it. Think about how it's going to feel sweetie. You want a real birthday swatting; you are going to get one. If you want to back out now, this is your chance... once you say yes, that's it, No turning back". My voice had grown hoarse. There was silence on the other end of the line... Then: "Yes. I want my Birthday ass swatted. Hard!" I boldly added..."OK, no masturbating until Saturday is that understood? You aren't to touch ...

... yourself for the next four days...You are to remain pristine and virtuous until then" I added... "All right"... Jennifer's voice was more timid than I had ever heard it before. She was enjoying this, and I was aiming to please her. We hung up. Since Jennifer's birthday was the following Saturday, (just 4 days away) I figured I had better get things prepared. Wednesday night after work, I went to a local lumber yard, and started casting around for the right materials. I wanted to fashion a truly unique and deadly paddle to warm her ass with. I wanted something light, not one of those paddles you see in frat houses. Those were too coarse and blunt for my Jennifer's bottom. I wanted to hand craft and sculpt a weapon that could sting her ass most delicately and precisely - something hand built that would last for many a good spanking to come. A scalpel for ass blistering, as it were.... After looking at all sorts of planks and larger boards, I finally spied a bin of "leftovers". These were pieces of board that had been cut from larger sheets and planks and then tossed aside as scrap. Sticking out from the top of this barrel of discards was the piece I had been looking for. A thin strip of paneling about 2 feet long, and seven inches wide was there for the taking. It was made of cedar, a quarter of an inch thick (thinner than a ping-pong paddle), and perfectly unblemished on both sides. This handy scrap cost less than a dollar, and I was on my way home. I spent the next 2 nights down in ...