The Well-Adjusted And Beautiful Police Lady In Love With Sex, Spanking, And Switching. - Sex Stories

The Well-Adjusted And Beautiful Police Lady In Love With Sex, Spanking, And Switching.

... but back then, my experience of spanking had not arrived at that point.

Her pussy was in spasm and she arched her back as I fingered her G spot and nibbled gently at her clitoris. I let her recover again and then got back on board. After about ten minutes, Nancy nearly shook us both apart in one of the most volcanic orgasms that I have ever been party to.

We slowly separated and lay clutching each other. Eventually, Nancy’s breathing steadied. She looked at me through tear-filled eyes.

Shakily, she said, “John, you naughty boy, I won’t be able to sit comfortably for a week at least.”

“Come on,” I replied, “Let’s see if an application of warm water will help.” I helped her to her feet and half-supported her back into the bathroom. She sat on the loo and relieved herself, head between her knees. In the shower, I helped Nancy wash her well-striped bottom.

The skin was unbroken, and I helped to dry her off. Nancy led me back into the bedroom, made me sit on the bed, and collapsed with her bottom over my knees. I carefully massaged Aloe Vera ointment into the marks. She squealed a bit when I put any pressure on a ridge, but my ministrations eased the pain.

Eventually, Nancy stood up and looked at her bottom in the mirror.

“Heavens,” she said. “How will I be able to work tomorrow?”

“You are young and you will recover quickly,” I answered mockingly.

She made a face but came to kneel beside me. She hugged my knees and looked at me with an expression that ...

... was somewhere between annoyance and pleasure.

“John,” she said, “That’s the second worst spanking I ever had, but I needed it so badly. I’ve been looking for someone to do that to me for a while, but I dare not ask anyone who lives locally, even if I am going out with them. They need to make the move. The knowledge of my asking for it might get around town and it would be the end for me. I’m grateful to you.”

“There’s nothing to be grateful for. It’s been an amazing experience for me,” I replied. “It was my pleasure.”

We got back into bed and lay in each other’s arms, kissing and cuddling.

“John, please stay the night, if you don’t mind leaving by six-thirty,” asked Nancy.

I didn’t need any asking. “That’s wonderful. It’s so good of you,” I replied. “Do you feel like a bit more fun?”

She grinned at me, grabbed old Percy, who was rock hard again, got up on her haunches, and eased me into her. We made slow and increasingly intense love for nearly an hour, and Nancy had at least three orgasms. I could feel the hot ridges on her bottom and she protested if I rubbed them at all hard, but I noticed that the action had other effects on her!

We eventually collapsed into sleep. Nancy’s TV alarm woke us at five-forty-five. Nancy went into the shower and when she came out, I examined the damage. It was noticeable, and there might be a little bruising. Nancy eased herself into her uniform, wincing as she slid her panties up over her bottom.

I had a lightning shower, ...