More than a spanking in the woods - Sex Stories

More than a spanking in the woods

... I began apologizing for my behaviour. Nonsense he remarked, nothing wrong with that he said, it was nice to see a lovely girl enjoying nature. He put me at ease right away with his casual quiet demeanour and was quick to point out that I was also not prepared to spend the night. He continued that the only possible solution is to share his small tent and sl**ping bag, he then added that he sl**ps in the nude. The realization of my situation made me blush. As we sat around the fire I began to fill in James about all the frustrations at work and relationships and why I had driven up to the mountains for just a short hike and clear my head. He listened quite intently and I began to feel completely at ease with this man so I figured it would all be fine. He suggested that I could get washed up down by the creek and he had an extra large sweater that I could wear and keep warm. After getting ready I put on his big sweater with nothing on underneath and joined him by the fire. I was fretting about my long brown hair being in a tangled mess and wished I had a hairbrush when he suggested I use his. I thought that is odd, his hair is at most one inch long so what would he need a hairbrush for. I said sure so he reaches into his back pack and pulls out this big heavy hairbrush he hands it to me saying I should read the inscription. I hold it up to the light of the camp fire and engraved in the side it reads, “Apply daily to her bare bottom for maximum benefit”. Oh my goodness, I say out ...

... loud and I feel my pussy start to tingle but before I can say anything else James points out that maybe this is what I have been needing in my life. I didn't know what to say as he sat there holding out his hand and asking for the brush back. I handed it to him and as he explained how over the years he had found that young women like myself needed a certain type of distraction to calm them down and stay focused. The whole time he was talking to me he kept patting the back of the brush into the palm of his hand making little smacking sounds and with every smack it made my pussy quiver and moisten. I was well under his spell, what with his good looks, strong physique and charm and me completely vulnerable wearing only his sweater, which reached just to the tops of my thighs. I finally spoke, asking James what exactly he had in mind as I moved right up beside him. He was not one to mince words and stated bluntly that ever since he saw me masturbating he wanted to tan my behind, he continued that he would not f0rce me to do anything I didn't want to do but if I trusted him he guaranteed me that I would be transformed for the better. I knew I wanted him and fantasized for years about having an older gentleman give me a good spanking. So many times I had masturbated dreaming of just this moment but I could not appear too eager and did not want to spoil the exquisite tension by saying something silly. I made a gesture of submission by crossing my tiny wrists and holding them out so ...