Birthday Spanking - Sex Stories

Birthday Spanking

"So, is there anything special you'd like for your birthday?" she asked provocatively. Pete looked up at his wife, wanting so badly to admit the spanking fetish that he'd hidden for years.

"I could really use a sexy massage and a blowjob," he said, avoiding the revelation of his real fantasy.

Unbeknownst to him, she already knew all about his spanking fetish. She'd seen his internet history and wanted to give him what he secretly desired. "Are you sure that's all you want?" she asked, looking at him intently.

He felt she was peering into his soul and wanted to tell her so badly. "Well, maybe a birthday spanking," he said, laughing a little, so he could play it off as a joke.

She smiled warmly. "Would you like a spanking, honey? I'll give you a spanking," she said sweetly.

Without meeting her eyes, he blushed and mumbled, "Yes, I think I'd like that."

"Can you look at me, honey?" she asked. He looked up at her. She continued, "It's ok. I know about your secret. I've seen the porn you watch." Horrified, he buried his head in his hands in embarrassment. "It's ok, honey, I'm not mad. It's just what makes you feel good. There's nothing wrong with that," she said reassuringly. A flood of relief washed over him as the stress of suppressing his fantasies for so long melted away.

She continued, "How hard do you want to be spanked?"

"I want it to feel like a real punishment," he answered tentatively.

"Well, I can do that. Be careful what you wish for," she ...

... said, smiling. She told him to stay put, grabbed a wooden spoon, and headed upstairs to the bedroom. She gathered together her wooden hairbrush and one of his leather belts and laid the implements on the bed. She then changed into a sexy corset with long stockings and heels.

Pete heard his wife call him from upstairs. He made his way up to the bedroom with butterflies in his stomach. He opened the bedroom door to find his beautiful wife sitting on the edge of the bed with a wooden spoon, a hairbrush, and his belt lying next to her. Her gorgeous breasts spilled out of her corset, and her thighs looked so inviting.

After letting him take in the scene for a second, she laid out the plan. "In a minute, you're going to remove all of your clothes, and you're going to lay naked across my lap. I'm going to warm up your ass with my hand, and then you'll be getting the wooden spoon which will sting a good bit and will leave a nice color on your ass. Then your punishment will actually start with a good dose of the hairbrush, which should hurt quite a bit, followed by a solid thrashing with the belt. Now for the belt, I'm going to have you on the bed on your elbows and knees with your naked ass in the air for me. Got it?"

He nodded, completely enamored with her commanding appearance. He'd do anything she told him to do at this point. She continued, "If it's too much to handle, say yellow, and I'll slow down. If you want me to stop completely, say red. Otherwise, any crying or ...