Written by Kevin and Sue

Fact
25 Jun 2018


Thanks to everyone for the comments – this is really all true, so it is what it is. The comments have encouraged me to go into a bit more detail than I originally intended, and as this has all occurred over the course of about two and a half years, my sequencing may not be spot-on. But everything I will describe did actually happen. Spanking was the trigger for us, and, so it dominates this part of the story – it became less significant as our journey progressed,

So back to where I left off…

I followed Sue up the stairs, the view up her skirt was amazing, with her bum clearly on display and the scrap of black material disappearing between her pussy lips. Going into our bedroom, I saw that the bed had been stripped, and the pillows piled up to provide a support at the head of the bed.

I was told to strip and sit against the pillows – which I did. Looking back, this is still probably the only time Sue has ever really taken charge in anything relating to sex, but she was clearly a woman on a mission, and I certainly wasn’t going to complain.

If I’d had the chance, I’d have used the internet to ty to glean a few tips regarding spanking, but since Sue had sprung this on me, I’d had no opportunity - my company’s IT policy blocking access to anything of interest. I later discovered Sue had spent most of Monday –when she wasn’t frigging herself off – swotting-up, and so this really was her show.

Sue removed her g-string and shoved it in my face – it was soaking and smelled intensely of her juices. When she’d shaved in the past, I had appreciated her intention, but it had seemed half-hearted- there had always been lots of stray hairs, especially around her lips – which was my main point of interest. This time, her shaving was immaculate - a little bit of rash, but no sign of any hairs.

She leaned across me, her pussy right above my swollen dick, and shared her knowledge: I have to have a safe word - if I say red, red, red then stop - otherwise carry on. Make sure to avoid any bony areas, just aim for the fleshy bits. We shouldn’t use any cream or gel until we have finished, but afterwards, I’ve got some cream that is supposed to be good for bruises.

This was a whole new world for me – Sue telling me exactly what she wanted, and her expecting to have bruises escalated this to a completely different level– I really wasn’t sure that I was going to be able to meet her expectations.

Anyway, I started by rubbing her bum and giving her gentle spanks – from my subsequent research and experience, this seems to have been a very good approach . I rubbed my fingers overs her pussy, and it was soaking. Two fingers easily slipped in, three, then four met no resistance.

As Sue had asked for a proper spanking that is what I gave her. After a gentle start, I gradually built up until my hand was really starting to feel the effects. Sue’s arse was bright red, and in patches there were purple marks that had “bruise” written all over them.

Sue hadn’t used her safe word, but for a first attempt, I was starting to become concerned. I loved the new sexy Sue, but if I went too far, would it all be over? Did she realise what a mess her bum looked? I stopped spanking, and shoved two fingers into her pussy, and rubbed my middle finger over her clit. The orgasm was huge, Sue was on a different planet, bouncing around and shaking. Afterwards, it took her a couple of minutes to come back to her senses. She looked at me and said – why have you stopped – I didn’t say my safe word?

OMG. I started spanking her again, her orgasm had taken her to a different level, and she seemed to be cumming continuously as I spanked her. Eventually. I told her, that it was enough. I had already exceeded the limit that I had set myself and spanked her harder and for longer than I had intended. I said that if in the cold light of day she wanted more, then ok, but for now enough was enough.

Sue’s reaction was to climb on top and start bouncing on my dick. Cleary, every time her bum hit my thighs, it sent a further tremor through her. In the past, Sue had been a missionary, with a very occasional doggy sort of person. Being on top, suddenly became her favourite position, and it still is. She seemed to be cumming every time she sank down on me, and it wasn’t long before I exploded up her.

We had a big kiss and a cuddle, and then I started to massage her bum with the bruise cream. I was relaxing, thinking that this was the best sex we’d ever had, But Sue suddenly moved and laid back over me saying, I don’t remember saying my safe word.

Her bum was already bright red, and the purple, blotchy marks were really obvious. My mind was saying no, but clearly she wanted more.

I sometimes have to travel with my work, and was due to leave early next morning. Looking back, I still can’t really justify my logic, but It was something like – well she’ll she’s asking for it and she’ll have a few days to recover- so I gave her a further spanking, before again rubbing her clit, thus inducing the largest orgasm I’d ever seen her have up to that point, after which, she immediately fell asleep.

I left her sleeping and had some food, when I went back upstairs, she was still sleeping, looking totally contented.

When my alarm went off the next morning, Sue was still pretty zonked. I was feeling guilty about the spanking I had given her the previous evening, but when I kissed her, her response was to almost eat my face, with her tongue probing frantically around my mouth. I reached down to her pussy and it was dripping. I slipped two fingers inside and rubbed her clit, and within a couple of minutes she had another massive orgasm.

I then had to go off to work, leaving her to sort herself out in time for her own work – which I found out later was quite an ordeal, as her “arse kept re-igniting” and sitting down was a real struggle.

I took our Ipad with me on my business trip, so I could start to surf, to try to understand what was going on - and more importantly how to try to keep it going – research that turned out to be incredibly useful.

To be continued


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