Back To School - Chloe (YNAS) Pt. 1 - Sex Stories

Back To School - Chloe (YNAS) Pt. 1

Chloe returned to school for her junior year in a better state of mind than ever. With her mom married to a wonderful man she now considered her daddy, she no longer worried about her. With Mark and her mom sharing her love of spanking, she had another connection to them both, and the whole situation gave her renewed hope that she’d find someone with whom she could share.

Diving deeply into her studies was even easier with this pressure, or need, to satisfy her desire no longer her primary preoccupation. She worked hard to get the year started, and only a month later did she start looking again for social opportunities.

On weekends, when she’d completed all her work and had no other responsibilities to tend to, the longing to be spanked would blossom in full flower. She imagined being led to a suitable chair, having her pants pulled down and draped over the knee of a capable man, ready for a long, hard spanking on her panties and then her bare bottom. The pain would always be powerful but delicious to the last spank, after which the sex varied; the spanking was always the main event.

One Sunday morning, she awoke from a powerful dream, the details of which escaped her seconds after full consciousness. Alone in an apartment without a roommate now, thanks to Mark, her mind wandered through her pent-up needs. She pictured meeting a cute guy at a party with whom she conversed easily. When he excused himself for a moment, she took notice of his perfect butt in ...

... just-tight-enough pants as he walked away. The next part of her mental masturbation surprised her.

Whether prompted by the imagined sight of his bottom or the dream she’d had, she suddenly recalled Mark’s pickup line he’d used on her mom. ‘You need a spanking’ was something you could say in a flirty conversation and, depending on the reaction, either dismiss it as a joke or further the conversation until who, how, and when were being discussed.

The problem was ifshe said it, wouldn’t she be the one giving the spanking, not getting it? She let that thought germinate for a while, her unexpected reaction being, ‘Yeah, so?’ Her mother’s description of the first time she spanked Mark came to her. ‘Ifshe could do it and liked it?’ It amused her to think that her mother might become a role model for a spanking relationship.

Enjoying the sight of a cute male bottom brought new thoughts to mind, picturing them in some submissive position, waiting for her hand. At the same time, other male attributes determined whether he’d be a suitable candidate to handle her. Too muscular, and she’d be afraid he’d hurt her; too meek, and it might not hurt enough. With this new attitude, she seemed to have made her search for a viable partner-in-crime a little easier. While she’d prefer someone capable of making her bottom deliciously sore, she might also like someone who’d appreciate the feel of her hand.

Attending parties again, she had a few dates but almost no sex. She wasn’t one to jump in bed ...