How I Became A Spanko - Sex Stories

How I Became A Spanko

Friday night, and I am waiting for my husband to arrive home from work. He is late again tonight, as he has been every night this week, some big new project at the office.

This week-end we plan to spend every minute together, and we have a lot of catching up to do. It has been four long days and four even longer nights since we have given in to our carnal desires, and five long days and nights since my last spanking.

I am sitting, comfortably for a change, on the couch with our paddle in my lap, anticipating the moment he will order me over his knee, raise my skirt over my hips and lower my panties to my knees, and spank my pale white backside to the sexy shade of fire engine red I so crave!

Being spanked is one of my favorite things, and also one of my biggest sexual turn-ons, a close second to performing fellatio on my husband and swallowing huge loads of semen as he pats and strokes my head.

I reach my hand inside of the waist-band of my panties and begin fingering my moist vagina as I imagine the week-end my husband and I will share, and my libidinous daydream takes me back to my first year in college, before we met, when I submitted to my first adult spanking as part of the initiation ritual for the sorority I joined.

I was one of only six girls remaining from the dozen or so that had pledged this particularly elusive sorority. Although quite sheepish at the time, I thought being accepted into this sorority would give me the confidence I lacked.

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... previous seven days, pledge-week, had been difficult enough to endure, even at an all-female college. First, the pledges were ordered to shave off all of their pubic hair, and submit to random inspections by any member of the sorority at any time during regular classroom hours. We were also forbidden from wearing panties, slips, or any other article of clothing under our uniform skirts. This made the inspections simple enough: raise your skirt to show your obedience. Noncompliance resulted in a five-point penalty. I shaved myself slick every day and lifted my skirt whenever I saw a member of the sorority, even without being asked. This may not have earned me any extra points, but it did garner some interesting looks from faculty members and fellow students alike!

Then there were daily competitions. My favorite was the fellatio challenge, using a life-like dildo. Because of my expertise in this activity, I easily won the contest, for which ten points were awarded. I earned another ten points for consuming the most "semen-shots," which, by the way, tasted nothing like any real semen I have ever swallowed, and I have swallowed a lot of semen!

At the end of pledge-week, the six finalists for acceptance into the sorority were announced and invited to the sorority house for our final test.

After a brief explanation of our challenge, we were ordered to take off our clothes and form a line in the hallway outside of the sorority president's bedroom, facing the naked backside of ...