24 comments/ 201063 views/ 49 favorites Spanking Kenny's Wife Ch. 01 By: Pro_Ball_Player Authors note: This is my first posting on Literotica. I would encourage you to provide some constructive comments and feedback on the story line and the writing. I'll try to answer all email comments, so, just click the link under the story name and then go to the CONTACT tab and tell me what you think. Well, the whole spanking thing is something I just lucked into. Really, it was a twist of unknowing luck. This will be fun for me to tell you about it. I play softball at least two or three times a year with some local teams, usually a spring league, then a summer league and a fall league. Some of the guys I play with only play once a year and some more, but, there's a core group of 5 or 6 that play all the time with me on the same team. Kenny is one of them. I've known him for several years through softball and we've become friends over the years. We joke around on the ball field a lot. He's a good player and we just sort of gravitated to one another. During the summer of 2002, we had a good team and went the whole season winning every game. When the league playoffs came, we toasted every team and walked away with the championship. To celebrate, we all decided to go over to a local sports bar and have some beers. Can you image 12 dirty and sweaty ball players drinking beer and getting rowdy at a bar? The waitress was becoming frustrated with us and we were getting less and less service. When she did come over, she wasn't the nicest person. I happened to turn to Kenny and say that the waitress needed a good spanking to change her behavior. Of course, having had a few beers myself, I was just kidding and trying to be witty. I went on to tell him that I would be happy to give her a nice meaningful spanking, being an expert spanker. He told me I was full of bullshit and I proceeded to tell him about my first wife that loved to get a light spanking. He listened to me for 20 minutes telling him all about it and when my little story was over, I had his full attention. A week or two later, I saw him at the fall softball league meeting (where we sign up our teams for the fall season). After the meeting, we were talking in the parking lot about what a butt-kicking team we had last season and just generally being macho. As I started to leave to get in my car, he stopped me and asked me if we could talk about a private problem he had. He started out asking me if I was serious about what I said about being an expert spanker, and I told him I was definitely serious. And truthfully, that's 100% correct. My ex-wife was a bitch but, she really did like to be spanked and for the years we were married, I learned to spank her exactly the way she wanted and it always made her wet and horny – as well as it excited me a lot, too. I really like to look and touch the female body, especially the vaginal and anal area, and this gave me an excellent opportunity to do a lot of that. So, we ended up talking for another hour in the parking lot next to his car while he told me that his wife had a fantasy of being spanked. Now, she's a very modest and proper type of woman, you'll never see her looking slobby or un-kept. She always looks fully dressed. In all the times I had seen her previously, I have never seen a bra strap poking out of place, panty lines, shorts too short, or nipples poking through her bra or shirt. This woman is the picture of modesty and beauty. As we went on, I learned that in her fantasy, she was undressed and exposed, then put in positions where her pussy was embarrassingly displayed, then spanked. Finally, he admitted that she wanted to be embarrassed, humiliated, exposed, fingered, diddled, spanked and made to masturbate. He told me that she didn't want to really be spanked hard and she wouldn't like it to hurt a lot. But, what she wanted was a prolonged session of exposure and humiliation, along with a reason to touch – thus, the spanking fantasy. At first, I wasn't sure why he was telling me all of that and I was guessing that he wanted some spanking tips - kind of a check list of what to do and how to do it. But, I was wrong. What he wanted was for me to come over to his house and do the spanking. He told me that he had talked about it with his wife and after some encouragement and setting some rules, she told him it was okay to ask me. By this time, we had been talking in the parking lot for a long time so he suggested we go somewhere to talk about it where we could sit down. There was a McDonald's hamburger joint close, so we left the parking lot and met up again there. As we ate French fries and drank chocolate shakes, he went into an amazing amount of detail which has turned out to be the foundation of the "rules" we follow now. Initially, everything he proposed was complicated and seemed contradictory and I knew it would be too hard to follow. I simply told him that I would agree to be the spanker. I also told him that I would promise not to make any attempt to have any kind of intercourse with her. I promised to be tender and caring. I promised that I wouldn't come any where close to hurting her and that I would definitely satisfy her desire to be exposed and humiliated. I also told him that I wanted to talk with her privately about this before we did it and that I didn't want him to be around when I talked to her. I think he was concerned about me asking to see her alone. He gave me this big speech that I needed to follow his rules and that it was his wife and I should be thanking him for letting me in on this. I remember seeing his whole expression and attitude change when I told him that this was his wife's fantasy, not his. I assured him that I wasn't trying to plan anything or twist any of it around. I simply wanted to talk to her when he wasn't there to influence her. I wanted to get her to talk about it and find out, in her own words, what she was looking for. He told me that he didn't think she would go for it, but, was going to ask her. I told him that I could make everything work if he just had some faith and trust. I told him to encourage her to talk with me. I also told him that if she did, he had to promise not to ask questions about our meeting. In short, he had to completely trust me and not ask for details. Imagine my surprise when he called me that evening on my cell phone and told me that she had agreed. I could come over to talk to her and he promised that he wouldn't badger her, or me, for information about our conversation. We set it up for the next Saturday afternoon. He was going to take his kids to the movie and that would leave me about two hours to go over there, talk with her and get out before they got home. He made me promise about 100 times that I wouldn't try anything 'weird' with her while I was there. The days leading up to Saturday were filled with excitement for me. My cock was hard a lot, thinking about what I was going to say to her and how all of this might turn out. When Saturday finally came, I arrived at their house with an erection inside my pants that must have been an hour old. I was very turned on. In fact, I was more than turned on, my cock was throbbing and I had to position it pointing straight up with the head under the waist of my jeans in order to look somewhat presentable. I knocked on the door and almost immediately, Jan opened the door and invited me in. She opened the door so quickly that she must have been watching for me to arrive. We sat down in her kitchen and chatted about the ball team, the summer, the school year about to start for our kids – pretty much avoiding the topic of my visit. She offered me a soft drink and while she was pouring it into the glass, I asked if she was ready to talk about her fantasy. I could tell that she was visibly nervous. When she sat back down she didn't say anything, so I started talking. I told her that I would never repeat what we were going to talk about to anyone, even her husband and I made her promise that she wouldn't tell her husband anything about our visit today. I also told her that I would never violate her trust and confidence if we ever did anything close to what we were talking about and she would have no reason to worry if we ever saw each other in public, or at ball games. I gave my word that this would be strictly between us and that she would never have to be uncomfortable or nervous around me. This seemed to put her at ease, but, I could tell that she was still in "wait and see" mode. I told her about how I used to do sensual spanking with my ex-wife. I described how they were designed to be sexual in nature and not really painful, although, they might sting just a bit. I then told her the differences between sensual spankings and punishment spankings, explaining that the punishment spankings were intended to be painful, while sensual spankings were really a warm up to something else, most often a session of full sex. I could see the wheels turning in her head and she looked like she had some questions starting to form. Before she got the courage to ask them, though, I wanted to give her some more information. I told her that sensual spankings lasted longer and could provide pleasure as well as minor discomfort. I went into detail that sensual spankings would involve exposure, sometimes total nakedness, lewd positions, some touching of private areas and masturbation. I added that the sensual spanking could be a humiliating, but pleasurable event. After talking a while about what a sensual spanking was, I asked her if she understood and she told me she did. I asked her if she had any questions. She started by telling me how embarrassed and nervous she was talking about this with me. I interrupted her and asked her if she was turned on at this exact moment. She didn't answer me, so, I nicely asked her to answer me. She just nodded her head up and down. I told her it was okay to be turned on and excited. I told her that we could be adults and talk about it knowing full well it was turning us both on. I followed that up telling her that if she really wanted to live out her fantasy, she needed to be completely honest with me and confide in me. I told her I would help her safely live her fantasy out, but, she needed to trust me. Then, I asked her again if she was turned on. This time she spoke up and told me she was, and that she had been very turned on and agitated since she woke up that morning. I told her that it was the same with me. I looked her right in the eye and asked her if she wanted to see how turned on I was. She looked away, but, I raised my voice just a little and repeated my question – "do you want to see how turned on I am right now". She didn't answer. I didn't let it go so I repeated my question saying "Jan, give me an answer, yes, or no, do you want to see how turned on I am?" She looked at me, nodded her head and whispered "yes". I couldn't believe I was about to do this, but, before I could stop myself, I stood up, unbuttoned my jeans, pulled the zipper down, pushed my jeans down and reached inside my underwear and set my cock free for her to see. My cock was hard and sticking up about 3 feet from her. "See," I told her, "it's okay to be turned on talking about this. It's a normal reaction." With that, I put my cock back in my underwear, pulled up my pants and sat back down. The whole exposure of my cock lasted maybe 15 seconds, but, she never took her eyes off of it. I then apologized for interrupting her and asked her if she wanted to continue to ask her questions. I think she was still in shock from my cock display, but, she managed to speak up. She asked me first if the spankings would hurt. I told her that I would never hurt her and added that I would give her a 'safe' word she could use if she ever wanted to stop anything. I added that her butt might sting, but, she would never be in any kind of pain. She asked me if I would touch her in a sexual way. I told her I would touch her tenderly and in a way that would pleasure her. She asked me where I would touch her and I told her that while the spanking session was taking place, I would touch her any where I desired to. She asked if that included her butt, and I told her that it did. She then asked me if that meant "inside" her butt and I nodded. I told her that during the spanking session, she had to give up total control to me and trust me completely. I added that she needed to be completely resolved to the fact that I would touch and feel her in her most intimate places and she would have to submit to it, allow it and endure it. I went on to explain that the sensual spanking took advantage of the embarrassment and humiliation factors of the episode. I told her that she would be put in positions that exposed her completely and that I would have to be able to have free control to move her around and touch her in any way I thought was best. She nodded indicating that she understood. I asked her if she had any more questions. She asked me how the spankings would be done, more in line with the sequence of things. I told her that we would start with her over my knees and I would caress her ass for a while and then she would get a few swats. I would then caress her a little and lightly rub her to soothe her butt cheeks. Then, there would be some more swats and more caressing. I would likely re-position her and there would be more swats and more caressing. I told her that at some point in time, I would have her touch herself while she received some swats. I added that before the session would be over she must make herself climax while I watched. She asked me if I would use a paddle or a belt on her. I told her that I preferred to use my hand, but, that if she desired a paddle or a belt, I would do that for her. At this point, she laughed a little and told me "No, that's just fine, I don't want a paddle or a belt. Just your hand." By now, I knew she was hooked. The words she used told me she was visualizing herself being spanked and, she was visualizing me being the one spanking her. She asked me how she would be dressed and I told her that when we started the session, she would be fully dressed and when were done, she would probably be completely naked. Then she asked me how I would be dressed. I told her that I would be fully dressed all the time, but, that I might take my cock out from time to time. She asked me if I would ever "jack off " during the session and I told her that it was likely. I asked her if that would be a problem and she told me it would be okay with her. She even added that it might be okay if I shot my cum on her face or breasts. I was really surprised now. When we first started talking, she was hesitant and shy, but now she was taking part in the conversation, asking questions and trying to pre-live the whole thing in her mind. I was pleased. She asked me if she would be expected to touch me or do anything to me. I told her that she would never be ordered to touch me, suck me, or fuck me. I added that I fully expected her husband to be there watching the session. As far as I was concerned, the two of them were free to do anything they wanted to as long as it didn't interfere with the session. "So," she asked me, "are you saying that you would NEVER try to get me to suck you and you would NEVER try to put your cock in me?" I answered her as completely and simply as I could. I gave her my word that I would never make her do anything she didn't want to do. She seemed relieved. She told me it was probably her biggest fear that she would be turned into a whore, sucking and fucking in front of her husband. I asked her if she had any more questions and she told me that she didn't. Hearing that, I told her I had some rules she needed to know and understand. I went through them one by one and gave her a piece of paper with them printed on it: 1)The session would start by her telling me she was "READY". 2)The husband can watch, but, he has to remain silent and not interfere unless he is asked to say or do something by either she or I. 3)She agrees to do exactly what I ask of her, without question, as soon as I ask it. Failure to observe that rule would be reason to terminate the session. 4)She agrees that I was going to be in full and total control of her during the entire session. She is expected to fully comply with everything I asked of her. Other than the safe word, she didn't have a way to back out or say no. If she said the safe word, the session would stop, it would be over and I would leave. In turn, I would never cause pain. Everything I would do would lead to pleasure or toward her sexual gratification. 5)She could take no actions to cover herself or hide herself from view. 6)As payment and thanks for my time and kindness, she agrees to give me her panties, which I could keep as a remembrance of the session. I asked again if she had any questions and she told me she did. Her first question asked how we would get started during a session – if I was just going to sit down and put her over my knee and start spanking. It was a good question and something I didn't go into detail on. I told her that once she told me she was "READY" to start, she and I would go to a separate place, or a separate room for about 30 to 45 minutes. There, we would talk about what was going to happen and I would dress her appropriately for her session. She asked me what "appropriately" meant, and I told her that it would be an outfit I would pick out for her – something appropriate with being spanked and exposed. I told her that spending a few minutes with me before her ordeal would be beneficial in case she had any fears or anxiety to talk about. I told her she would have to be naked in front of me so I could inspect her body to make sure she didn't have any injuries, rashes, scratches, scrapes or things I needed to know about before her session started. Then, she would be dressed and taken to wherever the session would be held, and we would begin as soon as we got there. I told her at the end of the session, I would turn her over to her husband and I would leave. She asked me "What if I start to cry?" I told her that if she started to cry it would be because she felt humiliated or embarrassed, not because she was in pain. I reiterated the fact that I wasn't going to cause pain in any way. She might cry because her butt was lightly stinging or because she was ashamed of her situation, but, she would not cry because she was in pain. I promised her that if she did start to cry, I would handle it with tenderness, caring and concern. She seemed satisfied with my answers and told she didn't have any more questions. We were just about done and our time was about up. I needed to get out of there in the next 30 minutes or risk her husband coming home to find me still there. I reached out and took her hand, asking "Has this been too intense or unbearable for you?" She looked at me, smiled and said I had made everything very comfortable for her. "Great", I said, "Just a few more things then. I need to see your bedroom." She looked at me funny and I told her that if she got her spanking at their house, I would like to use her bedroom as the place where we would talk before her session. I explained that I wanted to see the layout. She took me upstairs to their bedroom as I requested. I stood in the doorway, looking at the crisp cleanliness and immaculate order of the room. There were two clothes closets and I asked which one was hers. She pointed across the room to her closet and I went to it and opened it. I quickly browsed through the hanging clothes to get an idea of what she had in there. "Where's your lingerie drawer?" I asked. She went to a large dresser and pulled out a drawer absolutely full of silky looking unmentionables. I just wanted to see if there was enough of a selection of things I could dress her in before her session, and satisfied that there was, I shut the drawer and just turned to her and said "Okay, good. There's enough here to choose from in case I need to dress or change your clothes." Spanking Kenny's Wife Ch. 01 "There's just a few more things and I can be on my way." I looked at her much like a teacher would look at a student asking for their homework. I made sure to make eye contact with her as I asked "Can I see the panties you wore yesterday, please?" When she didn't move or say anything, I did as I did before – I raised my voice very slightly and said in an assertive tone "Please bring me the panties you wore yesterday." She turned and walked into their master bathroom. I followed right behind her and watched as she opened her clothes hamper and pulled out a pair of panties. I put my hand out and she placed them in the palm of my hand. I looked inside, into the crotch of her panties to see a small amount of white residue from her feminine moisture. I held them to my nose and smelled the aroma of her womanhood. Oh, yes. The smell was wonderful – and strong. It wasn't foul or heavy, but, it was definitely womanly and it was strong. I asked her if it was okay if I kept the panties that she just handed me. When she didn't answer me, I told her that I was going to have to jack off when I got back home, and that I wanted to smell her panties while I played with myself. I intentionally made it graphic so there would be no question about my interest in the smell of her vagina. Still not answering me, I just balled up the panties and put them in the pocket of my jeans. I turned and walked out of the bathroom as she followed. I walked into the middle of their bedroom and turned to face her. "Please slip your shorts down for me" I asked her. I expected her to make me repeat it, but, her hands went to the waistband of the shorts and she pushed them down to mid-thigh. She stood in front of me, in her bedroom, with her shorts pushed down as I looked at her. Her pubic mound pushed the front of the panties out in such a way that I had to resist the urge to reach out and touch her. "You have beautiful underwear. Turn so I can see your butt" I asked. She did this little shuffle step in order to turn around with the shorts still at her thighs. She stopped when her butt was facing me and I took in the wonderful way her panties cradled her ass cheeks. "Very nice" I said. She turned back around to face me. She reached for her shorts but I stopped her. "Before you pull them up, please lower your panties for just a second." She looked at me and I could see panic set in her eyes. "Please, Jan, be brave for just a few seconds more. Lower your panties for me. Let me see you." She actually pushed the panties down to meet her shorts, then, she shrugged and pushed them both down all the way and stepped out of them. She handed them both to me and I fished the panties out from inside the shorts and held them to my nose. They were warm and moist. Although I was completely shocked to see her remove everything and stand naked from the waist down in front of me, I handled it very smoothly. I tossed her shorts onto her bed and put the panties back up to my nose. She looked at me saying "How's that for being brave?" The look in her eyes was that of a changed woman. She looked confident and proud. I already knew the answer, but, I asked anyway "Are you wet down there?" Her hand moved to her pussy and I watched as her fingers found their way through her pubic hair. I heard the wetness of her moist lips part when her fingers started to go inside. She nodded to me, affirming the fact that her vagina was, in fact, lubricating very well. "Do you want me to watch you play with yourself before I leave, or, shall I go now?" I asked. "No, I mean, yes, please just stay for a few minutes more, and, uh, yes, you can watch." She blushed as she said it, but, her fingers betrayed her shame and she began to touch and rub herself with total abandon while I watched. I undid my jeans and pulled my cock out. I began to stroke it, while staring at her fingers as they worked at her pussy buried underneath the dark hair. She was watching my cock as I stroked it. She was panting. "You're much bigger than Kenny is." She said. I stopped my stroking for a second, took a step or two toward her and held my cock out, squeezing the shaft, making the head of my cock turn red and angry. I pointed it up to her and a dribble of pre-cum started to form at the head. When I looked back at her face, her eyes were partly shut and her mouth was hanging open. I know that look well, it's the 'I'm getting close and this feels really good' look. I continued stroking my cock with wild speed now, getting close myself. Soon, she started to moan. "Oh, oh, oh" her words were short and I knew she was there. She shuddered and almost stumbled as her orgasm ripped through her body. Her body shook and I actually saw her shoulders shudder as she came. Almost immediately, her fingers stopped and her hand dropped away as she tried to catch her breath, still shaking. I stepped toward her and reached down to take her wet hand in mine, still holding her panties. I brought her hand to my nose and then, into my mouth. I sucked her fingers as I stroked myself. She did not pull her hand back, but, held her fingers in my mouth as I stroked my cock. When I started to cum, I moved her panties to my cock and shot thick globs of my sperm into them. When I finished, she removed her fingers from my mouth and I handed her the panties saying "I want you to think about shaving yourself before being spanked. It will make you feel more naked and more exposed. Plus, it might be a nice surprise for your husband, and I know it would make it easier for me to see all of you very clearly. It's totally up to you, but, I recommend it and it would make me very happy if you did it." We both stood there, not saying another word, and I watched as her one hand went back to her pussy as she held the now cum soaked panties in the other hand. I put my cock back in my pants and did my jeans up. "Jan," I told her, "It would be my pleasure to spank you if you want to go ahead with this. Remember, not one word to your husband about our meeting today. If you want to go ahead and get together for a spanking, have your husband call me. Thanks for a wonderful afternoon. I'll let myself out." With that, I flew down the stairs, out of their house, and into my car. I needed to get out of there as quickly as possible. As I was driving home, I started to get worried that I might have been a little out of line with Jan. It was too late to worry about it, though. I wondered if I would get the call? To be continued in part 2 in the next day or two……. Spanking Kenny's Wife Ch. 02 Author's Note: Thank You to everyone who took the time to make comments and make suggestions after chapter 1. As this is my first attempt at posting one of my stories, I am listening to all the comments and making adjustments as necessary. Thank you. Please keep the feedback coming. (Continued from part 1) Luckily, I didn't hear from Kenny that evening. If Jan told him that I took her panties, made her show me her pussy and then masturbate for me, I knew he was going to be mad as hell. I began to wonder if the excitement from our visit was worth the risk of losing a good friend. Too late to worry now, I guess. On Sunday, it happened. Kenny called my cell phone. He didn't sound mad, but, I was taken aback when he asked me "what the hell did you do to my wife?" I played dumb. I mean, after all, was I supposed to confess the fact that I asked her to show me her pussy and then play with it? "When I got back with the kids," he started, "she was doing some laundry, cleaning up the kitchen and getting ready to start dinner. She didn't seem any different than when I left. After the kids turned on the TV and started watching a movie, she asked me if I could talk to her up in the bedroom." My ears perked up and I knew I was about to get the blow my blow description of what she told him. "When I got up there," he said, "she closed the door and told me she wanted to suck my cock, and she wanted to suck it now. First of all, she never does that when the kids are up. Second of all, when she started to suck me off, she gave me the best knob job she has ever given me. Hell, she sucked me deep, then around the head and I could tell she was really into it. She closed her eyes and was moaning, I swear her mouth felt like a hot, warm pussy. When I came, she sucked it all down and then told me that she wanted to be 'fucked hard' that night. Fuck, man, she's a different woman now. What the fuck did you say to her?" "Well," I asked him, "what did she tell you what we talked about?" "She hasn't said a thing and I didn't ask." He told me. "All I asked was if you had your meeting, and did things go okay, and did she want you to spank her. She told me that the meeting went fine, that you answered all her questions and told her what was going to happen during the spanking. She asked me to tell you she wants to do it, so, uh, I think it's a 'go'." "Kenny," I said, "we need to talk about this before you make any decisions. There's some things you need to know before you agree to this." "Like what?" he asked. "For instance," I continued, "you have to realize that at some point she's going to be naked in front of me and I'll do things that will embarrass and humiliate her. I'll make her say things that are embarrassing and humiliating, too. She could cry. And, you can't interfere at all, I mean that, too, you can't interfere at all." "Are you going to fuck her, or anything like that?" he asked. "No," I told him, "you have my word that I won't start any actions to put my cock in her mouth, pussy or her butt. I'll leave those things to you, buddy. But, I will be touching her, feeling her and she'll be in some very exposed positions. It might be traumatic for her, but, I'll give her a safe word to use if she wants to stop everything." "What else will happen?" he asked me. "Well, she'll cum a lot, that's for sure." But, I continued speaking saying, "There will be ups and downs during her session – times of pleasure between the actual swats. By the way, I will only use my hand to spank her and I'll do it in such a way that it will sound bad and sting a little, but, she will not experience any pain and not be hurt in any way, I can promise you that." "Oh, man. Let's go for it." he groaned. "Okay, then, here's the rules. Make sure you explain these to her and if you want to do it, just let me know and we can set it up." I began to list the rules which I wanted to put in place, emphasizing the fact that he could not interfere at all, which meant that he had to observe quietly. He could move around the room to see better, but he could not distract her. He shouldn't talk much, or, do anything to her unless he was asked by either she, or I. I told him that before the actual spanking, I would take her into her bedroom where we would talk for about 30 to 45 minutes and I would get her ready for her spanking. I told him the whole session would last about two hours and that they both had to agree that she would be under my care and under my command during that time. He couldn't react to anything we did, no laughing or expressions – he could only watch. I continued on with the rules saying "Make sure both of you understand that during this time I will be touching her butt, her pussy and her tits. I might put my finger in her ass. You guys have to accept the fact that to do this right, you need to give me permission to do whatever I feel is necessary and be able to live with it. The last thing is this, and I hope this isn't going to cause a problem, but, when I leave, I get to take her panties with me. That will be the way you can say 'Thank You' to me, that's my payment." "Wow," he said, "I can't believe we're really talking about doing this. I trust you, man, but, will you give me your word that you'll never breathe a word about this to anyone. We wouldn't want this to get around, you know." "Kenny," I assured him, "This is between the two of you and me only. I don't want you to say anything either." "Okay," he was relieved, "So, I need to talk to her, cover all the rules and make sure we really want to do this?" "That's right. Just let me know and if you decide to do it, we can set up a time before she changes her mind." He told me he was going to have a long talk with her that night and would get back to me. I could tell from his tone of voice that he was excited about the prospect of watching his wife be exposed and spanked in front of him. When we hung up, I did the happy dance because I was now sure that Jan hadn't told him what we had done in their bedroom. The next day, Monday, Kenny called my cell phone as I was driving home. "Hey Dude," he started, "Man, we're good to go. We had a long talk about everything and we're okay with the rules. And, she really wants to do this. It's been her fantasy for a long time and she wants to live it out at least once. When do you want to do it?" Thinking out loud, I asked him about this next Friday night. He told me he would check to see what they had going on and if they could make arrangements for their kids so they wouldn't be there while their mother was being spanked. I had to laugh at that. I asked him if they had a vibrator or a dildo. He told me they had a vibrator and an old dildo that was looking pretty grungy. I told him to see what he could do about Friday and to pick up a bottle of Astroglide lube at the store. I volunteered to pick up a new dildo for them and maybe something sexy for her to wear. We hung up the phone and I began to think about what was going to happen. Kenny called me the next day. "Hey man," he said, "we're all set for Friday. I'm going to take the kids to her mother's place to spend the night Friday and Saturday, so she can recuperate all day Saturday in case she goes wild on us, or something." He laughed and then told me that they were both looking forward to it. We arranged for me to be there at 7:00 PM and made plans to be done about 9:00 or 9:30. On Thursday, I stopped in at an Adult Novelty store and looked around for some play things. I happened to see a package containing a "School Girl" outfit which contained a tiny tartan skirt and a white stretchy pull over top that was very thin – just perfect for what I had in mind. I picked up some tension style nipple rings that would clamp onto her nipples, each with a little colored jewel that hung down from the ring. I also found some white, thigh high stockings, which I figured would come just about to the bottom of the skirt. What an absolutely perfect outfit for a spanking! Before I left the store, I browsed the section where all the vibrators and dildos were on display. I found the perfect one for her, and I was especially proud of myself for selecting this one as it was just about the exact size and shape of my own cock when it is hard. I spent the entire rest of that evening, sniffing the panties I took from her and jacking off thinking about her cute little behind laying across my lap as I touched and spanked her. The next day at work seemed to drag on and on for me. I kept watching the clock but it was moving way too slow for me. Kenny called me at about 3:00 PM to tell me that he was going to take the kids to her mother's about 4:30 and would be back by 6 o'clock. He told me he would call me if anything changed, but, I should plan on being there at 7:00 and then it would be up to me from there on. I arrived at 7:00 PM sharp and as I got up to the door about ready to knock, the door opened and Kenny invited me in. "She's a little nervous," he whispered as he let me in, "but, she still wants to do it." I nodded my head and sat the bag containing the outfit, nipple rings and stockings down. Jan appeared almost immediately and she seemed very at ease, pleasant and I didn't detect any nervousness or stress. "Can I get you something to drink?" she asked, "A beer maybe?" "No, not for me," I answered, "maybe a soft drink, though." We followed her into the kitchen and stood there chatting away while she got a glass, filled it with ice and started to pour the dink. "I was a little nervous earlier," she said, not looking at us, "but," turning around now to hand me my drink, smiled and said, "I think that's passed now." "Good," I said, "you're going to do just fine. Really, I know you will." We chatted for just another minute or so before she took a deep breath, looked at us, turned to me and said "I'm ready." That was my cue to take control, and that's just what I did, saying "Very well, then, Jan, please go into your bedroom and wait for me there. I'll be up shortly, I just want to talk to your husband for a few minutes." I was careful not to use his name now. She walked over to him and I was touched by the tender kiss they shared and the way she told him that she loved him, cradling his head in her hands as she looked up onto his eyes. He told her that he loved her, too. She then turned, walked out of the kitchen, up the stairs, and toward their bedroom. I started to give Kenny some instructions, telling him to find us a blanket, in case we needed to lay it out on the floor later. Walking into their living room, I motioned to the furniture and told him how I wanted things moved here and there to make some open space in the middle of the room. I asked him for a large plastic cup and the Astroglide. Handing me the cup and the lube, I told him not to come upstairs while we were up there, warning him not to sneak up to listen at the door of their bedroom. "So," he asked, "can I, uh, you know, jack off during this?" I told him I didn't care if he was buck-naked, but, I warned him about making a disturbance or distracting us. He understood. "Can I take pictures?" he asked. "Did you talk to her about this?" I replied. "We'll yes," he answered, "and she said she wasn't sure what you would say about it." "Let me have your camera for now," I told him, "and I'll talk to her about it. If she brings it down, then the answer is YES. If she doesn't bring it down, then the answer is NO and that's final. Okay?" He nodded, but, I was sure he wasn't completely pleased with me taking his camera away from him. Before I went up the stairs, I gave him his last instructions saying "When this is all over, I'll send her up to the bedroom and then I will leave. After I'm gone, I want you to go to her and see if she needs comforting. If she does, you need to comfort her better than you ever have. If she needs fucking, you make sure you let her cum first and let her take the lead. This is her fantasy night and you should let her live it out anyway she wants. Check her bottom just to make sure she's not in any pain, and if she is, put some aloe lotion on her. Do you have some?" He nodded. Finally, I asked him if he had any questions, and he said he didn't. As I turned to go up the stairs, I stopped and said "Don't forget, for the next two hours, she is mine. Don't forget the rules and what you agreed to." I didn't wait for his response. I just climbed the stairs toward their bedroom. When I entered their bedroom, she was standing in the middle of the floor wringing her hands. I closed the door behind me and walked to her. I put my arms around her and she came to me. I asked her if she was ready to start and she told me she was. I asked her if she was ready to submit herself to me and she nodded that she was. I asked if she was scared and she nodded her head. "What are you scared about. Tell me what it is?" I asked her. "I'm scared that you're going to make me do things in front of him and he's going to take pictures..... he wants to play with him self looking at them later, I'm sure." she answered. "Well," I said, "that's true, I am going to make you do things. But, you're going to enjoy it in the long run and I know he's going to enjoy it, too. If you get to the point that you just can't handle it, you can use your safe word and it will all be over. Okay?" She nodded, then I smiled at her and added "Don't worry about the pictures, I took the camera from him. If you decide you want pictures, you can take the camera down with you and hand it to him. Right now, we'll just put it down in here and it will stay here unless you decide otherwise." She hugged me tightly and I hugged her back saying "I told you I would make sure you weren't hurt and would have no reason to regret what you were doing. I meant that and I will look out for your best interests during your session. You have my word on that." I gave her the word "RED" as her safe word. I told her to only use it only if she was ready to call a halt to the evening. She told me she understood. "Okay now," I looked at her, "I need you to strip for me." She nodded and as I watched her, she began to undress. First the top came off, over her head and she shook her beautiful hair back into place. Her tiny breasts, held back by her bra, captivated my gaze. She had a delicate diamond necklace with a huge stone in it around her neck and held it out to me saying, "This too? Kenny gave it to me this morning." "No," I told her, "I think that's fine to keep on. Everything else has to come off, though." She continued to her belt, undoing it and kicking off her shoes at the same time. Once her shoes were off, she looked at me, forced a little smile, unhooked her pants and slid them off her hips, down her legs and laid them on her bed. I considered her situation – her husband was down stairs and she was in her bedroom undressing in front of me, soon to be completely naked. She was standing in her bra and panties, her nipples poking out prominently through her thin bra. Her chest was flushed and I could see the beginning of a blush coming upon her. She reached behind to undo her bra but I stopped her. In a very soft voice I looked at her and said "It's important that you be naked in front of me before we do this, and, it's very important that you undress yourself without my help. If I undressed you, that would give you the feeling that something was happening to you that you couldn't control, but, if you undress yourself, that reinforces in your mind that you are doing this of your own accord, thus, you are inviting me to see you naked of your own free will. It's normal if you feel embarrassed, so, don't worry if you feel that way. It's all part of the excitement you will experience tonight. Please continue." She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. As the straps came down her shoulders, she held the bra against her breasts for an instant and then let it fall free. She tossed the bra over to her bed and started to reach for the waistband of her panties but I stopped her again. I moved closer to her so I could look at her breasts. I did not touch them, but, inspecting them, I noticed that they were the most wonderful looking petite breast I had ever seen. The tiny orbs, not larger than an apple, were beyond what I can describe here. They juggled a little as she shifted her weight. The nipples were symmetrical and I could see that some goose bumps were staring to appear on them. The sexual blush on her chest was growing and her nipples were sticking out. Two kids and 28 years had been kind to her. She looked like a school girl. I spoke to her again saying "When I tell you to, I want you to pull your panties down to your knees, spread your legs a little, and leave them there while I look at you. As you pull them down, think about the fact that you are exposing your pussy to a man that is not your husband, but, with your husband's full permission. As you stand naked in front of me, you should know that I am going to be looking at your pussy completely exposed, open and wet tonight. I will touch you there before we leave this room, and then a lot in front of your husband. Imagine what it will feel like when my fingers penetrate you. Imagine what your husband will feel when he sees me slip my hand down between your legs and sees my fingers enter you. I know he's got a hard on right now thinking about me doing things to you. Go ahead, lower your panties for me." Her hands found the waistband of the panties and she did as I instructed, moving them to her knees and then she stood up again and looked at me. I was elated to see that she had shaved her pussy hair completely. I could clearly see the nub of her clit peeking through at the top of her lips. The shape of her vagina was beautiful. Her lips were somewhat meaty and extended up toward her belly button. Unlike some women who's pussy lips are set deeply between their legs, her pussy lips were easily seen and perfectly presented to me. Fuck, I almost came in my pants. She could have passed as a school girl, for sure. "Jan," I looked into her eyes to get her attention, "I can't tell you how beautiful you are naked. Standing like this, exposing yourself to me, you look so cute and feminine, I'm almost speechless." She smiled a little and I asked her "Does he know you shaved your pussy for me?" "Not yet," she said. "He's been trying to get me to do this for years and I never would shave it all the way. But you are right about what you said, I do feel more naked and more exposed like this." "Well, you don't have any idea how naked and exposed you're going to feel before we're done tonight. Do you like it?" She looked down, away from my stare and nodded adding "It feels good. I thought I was gong to be nervous letting you see me with no hair, but, I'm okay. I like it, I, uh, I want you to be able to see all of me." "Well then," I continued, "you better tell him you shaved it just for him. And I encourage you to keep yourself like that. You'll get much more excitement when you expose yourself if you stay shaved like that". I turned her toward the full length mirror on the wall and told her to look at herself. "Look," I told her, "look at how beautiful you are. There's no magazine model or movie star on this planet that is sexier than you are. You are a beautiful woman, Jan, and your body is absolutely perfect. I really think you need to give some thought to being naked more and becoming at ease with showing your body off. You know, having a Mazerati in your garage doesn't mean a thing if you don't take it out to drive it once in a while. Do you understand what I mean? She smiled a warm smile for me saying "Yes, I know what you mean." Spanking Kenny's Wife Ch. 02 I just shook my head and mumbled "You are just so fucking hot, this is unreal," She was smiling broadly now, my praises were sinking in and I could see her confidence sprouting. Her eyes were sparkling and the glow in her face was well beyond rosy. She turned back to face me and I told her to continue. As she slipped the panties down and off, I reached out and she put them in my hand. I brought them to my nose and smelled the sweetness of her now shaven vagina. I tossed the panties on the bed with her other clothes and took her hand and led her into the bathroom. "You need to pee for me. And if you have to poop, you better do that now, too. I'm sure my fingers will find their way into your butt before the night is over. Go ahead and sit." I motioned her over to the toilet and she sat down, her legs tightly together. "Can I have some privacy for a minute?" she asked. "No," I answered "spread your legs and don't do anything until you tell me you are ready to go. I need to watch you." I turned to walk out of the bathroom and went to get the dildo out of the bag. I returned with the dildo still wrapped in the original package and unwrapped it in front of her. As she sat there watching me, I turned on the water in the sink and proceeded to wash the dildo with soap and hot water. Her eyes never left the dildo as I washed and dried it, but, she never asked me about it. As I was done drying the dildo, she told me she was ready to pee. I stooped down between her knees, put my hands on her thighs, and spread them wide to where I could see inside her. I put my thumbs on either side of her labia and pulled her apart so I could see the pink softness inside her pussy lips. Covering her face with her hands and red with total embarrassment, she peed. I watched her until only drips were coming from her pee hole. Before I stood up, I looked up to see that she was still blushing profusely. It was rather cute, actually. Quietly, I said "You must learn to completely trust me and allow me the things that I ask. During the session, I will always know what is best for you and I will always have your best interests in mind. I just needed to see if your pee hole was red or inflamed. That might mean you had an infection, or something going on down there. I can't see that unless I see you opened up. This is really the best way to check that. Now sit there for a minute." I went to get the cup Kenny gave me and filled it with warm water. I told her to lean back and spread her legs. I poured the warm water into her crotch, letting it flow over her pussy, washing the remnants of her pee away. I filled the cup again and repeated the same procedure telling her "This will rinse you off well. I'm just making sure you are clean and that we reduce the chances of discomfort. Plus, it was embarrassing, wasn't it?" I winked at her. I reached for the toilet paper and carefully folded it up so it would fit between her legs and dabbed it to her pussy, being careful not to rub. She was still blushing, but, now she was smiling, too, and I think she was starting to understand how embarrassing and humiliating her evening was going to be. I stepped away from her and held my hand out to help her stand. She took my hand and I led her back to into her bedroom and we stopped in front of her bed. "I want you to bend over at your waist and put your head and chest down on the bed. I need to have access to that tight little ass of yours." When she was in position, I got the bottle of Astroglide out of the bag and stood behind her and opened it up. I poured a little of the lube into the palm of my hand, placed the other hand on the small of her back and told her to take a deep breath and then let it out. Once she started to exhale, I applied the lubricant to her anus and carefully slipped a finger slowly inside of her ass. She was surprised at this and tried to stand up. I kept my finger in her and pressed her back down to the bed. "Be still," I told her, "I'm just trying to see if there's any surprises waiting for me in there. Believe me, you don't want to have a messy bottom in front of us. That would be terribly embarrassing. Just be still for a minute." I removed my finger and put some more lube on it and then carefully reinserted it into her bottom. I couldn't feel anything in there and I told her so. Then I told her I was going to go ahead and put some lube in her so she would be comfortable to accept my finger later in the evening. I repeatedly inserted my finger into her, each time withdrawing it and applying more and more lube until her ass was as slippery as I knew her pussy would be. Soon, my finger was moving in and out of her with ease. I asked her "Is that hurting at all?" She shook her head and told me it was fine. When I was confident that she was prelubed well enough, I told her to stand. When she turned around, I told her that it was much better to be prelubed in anticipation of having something in there, than to have to grit her teeth in agony when the time came. She obviously understood and nodded her head. I told her to lay on the bed on her back and pull her knees up. The blush on her chest immediately returned and she started to turn red again. She hesitated and I only had to raise my eyebrows before she laid down and pulled her knees up to her chest. Her pussy opened completely to me now and I could see how wet she was. I spread her labia with my thumbs and then grabbed her lips and pulled them open as far as they would go without hurting her. I bent my head down to where my nose was virtually inside her vagina and took in her womanly aroma. It was heavenly. Looking up at her face from between her legs I told her that she smelled fresh and that I didn't see any remnants of toilet paper inside of her. Then I added, "please stay like that now." I went to the bag and removed the white thigh high stockings and then moved back over to where I was looking down at her pussy. As I was opening the package, I told her what a beautiful pussy she had. "It's so nicely formed and the lips are very sexy. Your clit is larger than most, too. I bet it's pretty sensitive, huh? I guess we'll find out soon, won't we?" I followed up by saying "I bet your husband will want to look at you like this. Maybe we'll let him have a close up look, shall we? Now that you're all shaved up, I mean. He deserves to see you like this, you know. And you desperately want it, I can tell that. If only you had the courage, you would want a lot of men to see you just like this, wouldn't you? You look so cute with your legs spread and your pussy open. Do you have any idea how wet you are right now? Go ahead, feel how wet you are." Her hand moved down to her pussy and her finger went inside her vagina. I watched her eyes close as she touched herself. I laid my hand over hers saying "you go ahead and enjoy yourself for a minute while I get your clothes ready. Just relax, keep your eyes closed and think about pleasuring yourself. " I went to the bag and pulled out the stockings, school girl uniform and the nipple rings. I retrieved the dildo and brought it all back and stood between her opened legs again. "Keep your eyes closed," I began, "keep touching yourself and listen to me while I get you ready." I lifted one of her legs to roll one of the thigh high stockings up. "Jan, tonight, you are going to live a fantasy in the safety and protection of your own home. I want you to totally let go and enjoy this. Open your mind and body up to me, trust me totally and rely on me to protect you and please you. Your husband has consented to this and you willingly invited me here knowing I was going to see you in a way you have always dreamed about. When I ask you something, I want you to answer me clearly and your answer has to be honest and complete. When I ask you to do something, I want you to do it without question. Do you understand?" She nodded and I started putting on the other stocking. Her fingers were now probing her pussy and they were making wet sounds as they moved in and out of her lips and around her clit. "I want you to know that I admire you more than you can know. Most people keep their fantasies locked away and never try to realize them. You are being brave and you are taking a step to live them. That really takes some guts. Your husband is excited to see you do this, too, but don't do this for him, do this for yourself. While we are down there, you can touch yourself any way and any place you want to. Feel free to give yourself pleasure. Remember not to cover yourself or hide your body. Accept your need to be exposed and open. I want you to consciously remember to expose yourself at all times. Do you understand?" She nodded. "If there's something you don't want to do, you can say "PLEASE, NO" and I will consider what is happening and make a decision. My word is final, though. If there's something that you like, and want me to do more of, you can say "PLEASE, MORE" and I will make a decision. Again, my word will be final. If there's something special you want to do, you can say "PLEASE, CAN I" and then tell me what you want. The same rules apply there. Open your eyes now but keep touching yourself." Having put her stockings on her, I held the dildo up for her to see. "Jan," I began, "This dildo is about the same size and shape as my cock. Tonight and any time you touch it from now on, I want you to think of it AS my cock. Once I hand it to you, I want you to keep it in your hand, or within arms reach of you. Since it is my cock, you will always know where it is and you will not disrespect it. You will keep it clean and safe. You are free to use it any way that you like. Only you and I will know what that dildo represents. It's yours to keep. When you play with it after tonight, I want you to always think about what happened tonight and the way you let me see and touch you. When it's in your vagina, just remember that it's my cock that's fucking you. Do you understand?" She nodded. She was really into her masturbation now. Her eyes were tiny slits and her knees were pulled way back, intentionally opening herself up. I was very proud of her. "Before we finish dressing you," leaning down to speak very softly and closely to her ear, "I'm going to need to see you cum." To be continued in part 3... in a few days. Spanking Kenny's Wife Ch. 03 Continued from part 2….. I have to take a minute and describe the sight before me. Jan was laying on her bed, legs splayed apart, eyes closed and her fingers were in her hairless pussy. A sexual blush had taken over her chest and her tiny breasts almost completely disappeared as she lay back like that. Her nipples had grown hard and long, extending themselves up toward the ceiling. Her whole pubic area was covered with her pussy juice and the sloshy sounds of her wet fingers inside the folds of her vagina had an urgent sound to them. "Jan, keep doing what you are doing," I began, "I don't want you to stop until you make yourself cum. But, I want you to tell me some of your nasty secrets while you play with yourself, can you do that for me?" Without opening her eyes or slowing her ministrations, she nodded. "Good, then tell me how you like your breasts played with, tell me what really turns you on, what you really like to have done to those little tits. Tell me everything so I know how to pleasure you tonight." A huge gasp came from her mouth as she answered me saying "Sucking. I like them to be sucked more than anything else. Hold them like they were a baby bottle and suck them like I was nursing you. Oh, yes. I like to feel like milk is being gently squeezed to the nipple and then sucked." "Does your husband do that for you?" I asked. "Sometimes… if I ask him he will. But, that's what I like most of all, and some pinching on my nipples, but not too tight, just so there's some pressure on them." I leaned down and placed my hands on one of her breasts and began to gentle squeeze the tiny mounds toward the nipple as she described. "Like this?" I asked. My mouth captured one of her nipples and I began to suck in rhythm to my gentle squeezing. Another gasp from her lips escaped "Oh, fuck. Oh yes, that's perfect. Ohhhhh…yes." I hadn't expected to get it right the first time, and I wanted to prolong her anticipation of her orgasm, so I stopped my sucking and squeezing saying "I'll do more of that later for you, and when I do, I want you to let everything else go and enjoy it. We'll show your husband how much you like it, we can give him a lesson in what turns you on. Would you like that?" She was starting to get close to her limit now, I was sure. Her toes were pointing, her head was thrown way back and her breathing was choppy and shallow. I reached down and laid my hand over her wet fingers to stop her fingering to find her crotch was completely saturated with her pussy juice. Her eyes opened and I told her to relax for a minute. I went to her dresser and opened her lingerie drawer, looking for a pair of panties she could wear under the school girl skirt. I took my time, with her watching my every move, finding the pair that suited me, and I turned back to her and held them up. "These are the panties you are going to wear for me tonight. Your husband agreed they would be mine when we are done. These are the panties that will cover your pretty little pussy and that nice tight ass. I'm going to have to make sure they are saturated with your pussy juice, Jan. If this is all I'm going to get from you tonight, I'm going to make these one hell of a prize. I plan to save these, too. I'll put them in a air tight bag to keep them fresh. I'll sniff and lick these while I jack off, Jan. I hope you realize that I'm always going to know what you smell like down there, I'll know what you taste like, too." I proceeded to take the panties in my hand and use them to wipe her fingers off. Then using the gusset of the panty, I wiped her crotch and pussy lips and then folded the gusset lengthwise. Holding the lips of her pussy open with the fingers of one hand, I looked up into her eyes and told her I was going to insert the panties into her pussy and then use my fingers in her to soak up her juices. "Have you ever done that, Jan? Have you ever given your soaking wet panties to anyone?" "Yes," she told me, "when I was in college, I had a boyfriend that was really interested in my panties." "So, then," I continued, "never for your husband?" She answered softly, "No, he's never been interested like that, at least, not that I know of. I wish he was, though." "Hmm, too bad. Jan, will you promise me something?" Not waiting for an answer, "if you have a good time tonight, will you think about rewarding me at a later date with another pair of panties? Maybe pushing a pair of your panties inside your pussy and keeping them there while you think about what happened tonight and play with yourself? I'm not going to pressure you to do that, but, it would be a nice gesture and might bring me back if you ever want to do this again." She smiled at me, "Oh yes, for sure. You've already earned a reward, anyway." That's just what I wanted to hear from her. It was a complete admission that she was already at a frenzy point in her excitement. I love it when a plan comes together. "Now, while I finger you to get my prize nice and wet, why don't you tell me your favorite fantasy?" I asked. "I want to hear about the one you never tell your husband, the one that you think about when you masturbate and you're all alone. Go ahead, close your eyes again. And, if you want to, I'll let you touch yourself to get the panties wet while you tell me all about it." Without any delay, her fingers returned to her vagina. She started to poke her finger into the panties that were hanging out of her pussy. I could tell from the way she was wiggling the finger that she was trying hard to make the panties wet for me. "Sometimes," she started, "I like to think about being made to strip in front of some men while my husband watches me. He makes me stand for a long time with my panties pulled down while they look at me. He makes me do some very lewd things. Like, he will tell them how pink my pussy is inside and then ask if anyone wants to see. Of course they do, so he makes me lay down while he opens me up and shows them. Sometimes I like to think about him telling me to undress in front of his friends when they come over to our house and then having me walk around in front of them like that, or, taking me out somewhere in a short skirt and making me show myself to men. I like to fantasize about exposing myself, especially exposing my pussy, or dressing in some see through clothes when we are away from the house. I would love it if he took me away for a weekend and made me be a real exhibitionist. Oh, fuck, that would be so nice, just to be naked, and open and let people see me. That would be so cool." I could tell from the wet sound coming from her crotch that the panties were well soaked now. I reached down to pull them out of her vagina, startling her a little bit. Her eyes flew open and I could see she was now very embarrassed at her fantasy confession. I laid her hand back on her pussy and asked her "If you could have your wish, and your husband would do things like that, what exactly would it be?" Waiting for her answer, I held the wet panties up to my nose, put the crotch of them into my mouth and began to suck her heavy juice from the material. I was in heaven. "I would just tell him," she began "to take control of me and dress me any way he wants, expose me and make me be very nasty. I would love him to fuck me in front of someone, or, let someone with a bigger cock fuck me while he watches. I want to be slutty, too, and let someone else cum in me. Kenny loves to lick my pussy, especially after he cums in there. I would definitely want him to lick me after someone else fucks me. You're not going to tell him any of this, are you?" Well, this is new information I'm learning about Kenny. I kneeled down between her heavenly legs. As I lowered my head down to her pussy, I asked her "Who would you like to fuck?" Without waiting for an answer, I started to lick around her mons, avoiding her clit and her vaginal opening. My hands spread her open as far as I could and my tongue drew up and down her soft hairless flesh. I looked up and asked again "Jan, you must tell me. Who do you want to fuck? Is it someone special?" "You. It's you," she said, "I've been thinking about the way you played with yourself in front of me last week. I know this is horrible, but, I haven't been able to stop thinking about your cock. I want YOU to fuck me and cum in me. I want you to use me and make me do nasty things in front of him. I want him to see your cock sliding in and out of my pussy and I want to act like a total whore while he watches. I want to be filled up for a change." I was stunned to hear her words. In response, I slipped my tongue into her pussy as soon as she was finished with her confession. Still holding her open as wide as I could, her engorged clit poked me in the nose as I pushed deep into her. I justified my actions by reminding myself that I never promised Kenny I wouldn't lick her pussy, so, technically, I hadn't broken my promise. So, there with her laying spread out before me, I made oral love to her pussy, lapping and sucking until she came, whimpering like a school girl being felt up for the first time. Her legs were bucking and her hips were trying to scoot away from my probing tongue as she moaned. Her hands pushed me away from her mons – a sure sign that she had a strong cum. I knew she must have a sensitive clit after coming, so I backed away from her so she could calm down. She watched me while I unzipped my jeans, reached into my shorts and pulled out my hard cock. The look in her eyes was a mixture of panic, excitement and hopeful expectation. I knew she was torn between joy and fear that I might stick my cock in her pussy, but, as she lay there, I only rubbed my cock all over her pussy area, up and down her lips, over her clit and finally stopped when my cock head was neatly nestled just outside the inner folds of her pussy. One push straight ahead, and my promise would be broken. I leaned in slightly just for her to realize where my cock was. Her eyes opened wide and then she tried to lurch herself forward into me, but, I pulled back before her lips could engulf my cock. Jan's bold transformation into an exhibitionist little nymph ready to live out her fantasies was starting. "Oh, no, not tonight, you naughty School Girl," I said, "you need to get permission from your husband before you can take a ride on this cock." My words caused her to smile a small, but knowing smile. Had I not pulled back, her thrust would have sunk my cock into her pussy and I would have had no choice other than to drive it home. Going on what she said about her husband having a smaller cock and her deep, secret fantasy, I completely understood her actions. I didn't blame her one bit. I reached over to pick up her panties and handed them to her saying "I think you need to wipe yourself off." My cock was aching, so as she wiped her panties over her pussy, I watched her and started to masturbate myself. When she saw me start to stroke it, all her attention turned to watching me. "Tell me when you are going to cum," she said, "I want to suck you." "You know you can't do that. I promised I wouldn't intentionally put my cock in your mouth, pussy or butt. At least, not without his permission, that is. He's expecting me to keep my promise unless he releases me from it." Even though I would have loved to grant her request, I felt it was more important for her to see me keeping my word rather than just giving into my carnal urges. Besides, it was just a matter of time before they both begged me to fuck her, anyway. There was no doubt in my mind that it was going to be a top priority for them once this evening was over. "Alright," she answered, "I won't put it in my mouth, but, please tell me when you're ready and let me make you cum. I want to hold your cock and feel it when you cum. He already told me I could stroke you, really, he did." I agreed and watched as she finished wiping up her pussy juice with the panties and then placing her fingers back inside her vagina she said "You gave me a really good cum when you were eating me down there. I can at least do something nice for you. Can you see everything okay?" Oh yeah, I could. I could see everything. I reached my left hand down and played with her, our fingers mingling together in between her soft lips while I jacked myself with my right hand. I was getting closer and closer and when I knew I was at the point where I could not stop I told her it was time. She jumped up off the bed, kneeled in front of me, and began to jack me. Her hands were so soft and the grip on my cock was light and gentle. "Tell me when" she said. When I knew I was going to shoot, I told her. She pulled up close to me and brought my cock up to her lips as if to kiss the cock head. Continuing to jack me, she held my cock to the outside of her lips, and as I came, she sucked the very tip of my cock, sucking all my cum into her mouth. The warm hot feeling of her breath as she breathed on me was unbelievable. I almost lost my balance as the sensation was so unexpected. Jan then stood up, and before I knew it, put her arms around me and pressed her lips to mine. I was completely surprised by this, but, we both opened out mouths at the same time to find her tongue searching for mine. We willingly exchanged my hot cum and shared one of the most sensual kisses I've ever experienced. When the kiss was over, she continued to hold me, but pulled her head back and smiled at me. Her lips, covered with the remnants of my cum, kissed me softly on my check as she said "Oh, that is such a turn on. I've always wanted to do that and never had the chance. Thank you so much." I suddenly realized the whole impact of what she was going through tonight. She was taking every opportunity to live the desires of her fantasies. I had created a monster and let it loose, and, I was elated. I simply answered "It was my pleasure." Pulling myself together, I looked at her saying "We have to get you dressed and get going. If we don't hurry, your husband is going to come looking for us. It's almost been 45 minutes since we left him." She nodded. I picked up her panties with the now soaked crotch panel and held them down for her to step into. As I did, she asked me "Are you going to be touching me and doing things to me tonight while I get my spanking?" I nodded my head saying "Oh, yes." "Good," she said, "You have my permission to do anything you want to me. Listen, I know for a fact that he won't stop anything you do. You could even fuck me right in front of him and he wouldn't do anything at all to stop you. Not a thing." She added "You think I'm excited to do this, he'll be jacking off all night. This is just as much his fantasy as mine. He's going to be in heaven." I was starting to figure it out by now. Was this really a set up? "Oh," she asked, "Are you going to let me touch you, too?" I looked at her and saw it was a serious question. "You must ask your husband first, Jan, and if he agrees, then the answer will be yes. I will let you do anything he agrees to, as long as I am sure he's okay with it." She smiled. Picking up the tiny excuse for a school girl shirt, I helped her slip it on. Her tiny breasts were easily seen through the shirt and she looked more like a school hooker than a school girl. Her nipples, poking out like pencil erasers, were so inviting and erotic. "Do you want to brush your teeth," I asked, "before we go down?" "Oh, no," she said, "I'm not brushing my teeth for a week. I'm going to savor the taste for a while. I've been waiting 10 years for that. Hell, no!" I picked up the skirt, which wasn't more than a wrap with Velcro holders, and wrapped it around her waist. I adjusted it until it looked perfect. Taking her by the hand, I led her into the bathroom and had her face into the mirror while I brushed her hair until it was perfect. She was the vision of desirability. I told her how beautiful she was, and how much I regretted promising Kenny I wouldn't try to jump her bones. We both laughed at that, but, for me, it was true. I checked her makeup and asked her to put on his favorite perfume – just a little – behind each ear. Halston……. I can sniff out a woman wearing Halston 5 miles away. She was almost ready. I led her to the bed, picked up the dildo and put it in her hand. This is my cock. Remember the rules about my cock and don't disappoint me. Lastly, I turned her toward me and gave her a hug. While we were hugging, I spoke softly into her ear saying "Tonight, Jan, you have a unique chance to live out your fantasies with your husband's complete approval in the safety of your own home. No one besides us will ever know what we do, how we act, what we say or how we behave. You have all day tomorrow to reflect on this and rest. But, don't forget, tonight, you are going to be spanked, that is certain. The spanking might only be the vehicle you've chosen to live out your exhibitionist fantasies, but, nevertheless, you are going to be spanked. I'm going to use a cupped hand on your bottom, so, it will sound like you're getting a severe spanking, but, in fact, it will only sting. I'll try to move the swats around so you don't get too sore in any one place. Each little session will last a few minutes of spanking followed by some touching and telling you to do things. I'm not going to try to fool you, you might get a hot tingling feeling on your bottom, and it could bring tears to your eyes. If it does, just indulge the feeling, play along with the embarrassment and humiliation you are feeling and let your tears go. I promise, having a good cry during some of this will add to the realism and fantasy of being spanked. Now, tell me, do you want your husband to touch you, or maybe even fuck you during this?" She let go of the hug and stepped back just a bit. "Actually," she said, "I think I do want him to do things to me. If I can get him to fuck me in front of you, that would be great, too. I just don't want him to get embarrassed or regret what we are doing, you know?" "Yes, I understand perfectly. So, I'm going to leave this part up to you. If you want him to do something, I want you to explicitly ask for it. First you will ask me by saying 'CAN MY HUSBAND' and then finish it with what ever you want him to do. If I want him to do it, I'll take it from there." She nodded and asked "Is it going to be okay for me to kind of 'let loose' and act nasty, you know say nasty things?" "Jan," I said, "This is your night. You can let loose all you like. You can be the demure little school girl, or, you can be the school slut. You can play any part you want to play. Maybe starting out as the demure school girl would be fun, then finish as the school slut. Feel free to enjoy however you like." "Oh," she said, "I just wanted to be honest with you about something. I really do want the spanking. At first, I didn't want to really admit it, but, I kind of like the idea of being submissive. And, it's okay if it really does hurt a little. I want this to be real for both of us. I don't want to have bruises, or, anything like that, but, it's okay if you spank hard enough to make me cry a little. I cry pretty easily, so, he's used to seeing that. Plus, we've talked about it, and I think he's expecting to see me cry. There's some tissues down stairs." "Okay, I'll keep that in mind." I said, "One last thing before we go down. Please don't forget your place in this. You must do what I say, regardless of what it is. No matter how embarrassing it is, or how humiliated you feel doing it, and I promise you will feel that way. Don't think about it, let go and just do what I tell you and let me give you a good time." Again, she nodded. I stepped back and looked her up and down. She was so fucking hot. I lifted her skirt and told her to hold it up. I arranged her panties so they were pulled up against her pussy and then ran my fingers in between her pussy lips to make a crease there. It looked so sexy. "Okay, this is it. You wait 3 minutes after I leave, then come down and stand in front of me and tell me you are ready for your spanking. Then, we'll begin." Spanking Kenny's Wife Ch. 03 She leaned forward and kissed me – just lightly on the lips. Her hands reached out to mine and in the sweetest voice I heard her use all night, she said "I don't know how to thank you for doing this. I want you to have a good time, too. So, please, if there's anything you want to do to me, you already have my permission." I was touched by the sincerity of her words and of the way she spoke. But, it was show time. I moved toward the door, made sure she had the dildo, turned to her and said "Three minutes," opened the door and left the room. I went directly downstairs to find Kenny sitting in their living room. The furniture had been moved per my instructions. There was a folded blanket on the floor next to a padded foot rest. The foot stool was the perfect height for her to lean over my lap while her knees were comfortably on the floor. This was a great spanking seat. "Where's the tissues?" I asked him. Kenny went into the kitchen, found the box of tissues, handed them to me and I sat them down on the blanket. Turning to him, I told him that she wanted him to enjoy himself. I also told him that she wanted him to participate if he was asked. "Will you get freaked out if she wants you to fuck her?" I asked. He hesitated for a minute. "Listen," I said, "she's not getting any from me, so, if she wants to fuck, you have to be the one. Kenny, all this is just between us. Personally, I would love to watch you fuck her. Hey, maybe I could spank her while she's riding your cock. Are you okay with that? You can lay on your back on the blanket and she can get on top of you and lean down so I can get to her butt. Okay?" I could see the wheels turning in his head. He smiled and said "Oh yea, whatever she wants, she'll get. No probelemo, dude." "Okay, she'll be down in about one minute," I said, "so, find a place to sit. You can move around if you want, just don't make a big commotion. Oh, hey, is it okay with you if I make her touch my cock?" "Sure, oh yea, that's fine," he said, then followed up with "look, man, I'm not going to expect you to go home without having a chance to cum, so…." "Okay, okay I understand. Don't worry about me. This is about her and getting her off. Now, take your place, and enjoy yourself. When we're done, take her upstairs and make her cum at least two or three times before you guys go to sleep." I was about to give him some more advice when I heard their bedroom door open. He moved to his chair and I went to stand by the spanking seat. Turning toward the stairs, we watched her descend the stairs and enter their living room. White thigh highs, stocking feet, short school girl skirt, thin top with nipples poking up, dildo in one hand, and, to my amazement…… the camera in her other hand. I smiled to myself knowing that she was going to give Kenny permission to take pictures. Would I get to see them? This was going to be a wild night. She didn't take her eyes off of him the whole way. I turned to see his expression and he was just about bug eyed. She watched him as she approached, then finally turned and stood in front of me. At first she didn't look at me, she was looking down at her feet. After just a second, she looked up and in a clear voice said "I'm ready for my spanking." I took the dildo from her and laid it on the blanket next to the tissues. I reached for the camera and she handed it to me. "You know what this means, right?" I asked. "Yes, I want pictures of this night. I want us to be able to remember this. But, I don't want anyone to ever see them except the three of us, though." Her eyes, pleading with me, begging me to make sure that was understood, then she continued, "Is that okay?" "I think that's a reasonable expectation," pausing, then I continued, "We'll make that the rule. So he can take any pictures he wants, of anything that happens, and that will be okay with you as long as they are never seen outside of us? Is that right?" She nodded. I leaned into her and whispered into her ear, "Come with me and say what I tell you to say. Look him in the eyes when ever you talk to him tonight." I took her hand, turned her around and led her to stand about one foot in front of the chair Kenny was sitting in, Handing the camera to her, I moved behind her, and, standing very close I began to whisper in her ear. I told her to repeat whatever I said in her ear, exactly, line after line….. "Kenny, please take as many pictures as you want. I trust you to keep these pictures forever between the three of us and no one else. Before I hand you the camera, I want to let our friend take two special pictures that we will give to him." Her voice hesitated a bit on that last line, but, she completed it. I turned her around, and took the camera from her. I moved to where she was completely blocking him and told him to raise her skirt up above her waist and hold it there. I turned the camera on and took the picture. I told Kenny to keep holding the skirt up, and I went in front of her and lowered her panties to just above her knees, stepped back and took another picture. There was a look of surprise on her face, but, she didn't flinch. I pulled her panties up and told him to drop her skirt. I handed the camera back to her saying "I cut your head off in these pictures, so, your face isn't seen and neither is his. When you get these pictures off the camera, I would like them." She smiled and nodded. "Jan, turn around and face your husband and give him the camera." I stood behind her again and told her to repeat what I was going to say, just as she had done before….. "Kenny, I love you. I love you for letting me have my fantasy. I love you for letting him see me and touch me. I love you for being willing to let me live this. Tonight, I'm going to be a very nasty lady and I don't want you to be shocked or hold this against me in any way. This is my fantasy, but, I know there's parts of this you want, too. When this is all over, I think we should talk about it. Now, I want you to enjoy this as much as I will." When she was done, I stepped to her side, reached down under the front of her skirt and cupped her pussy. I wanted to give Kenny his first shock. She immediately blushed redder than I had seen her blush before. The bold move took her breath away, but, she didn't move or make any attempt to stop me. I moved my hand up to the waistband of her panties and slipped my hand inside until my fingers found her wet lips. She was sopping wet and the thick slippery pussy juice invited my finger to easily slip into her vagina. I imagined what it must look like from Kenny's viewpoint – another man now had his hand in his wife's panties and was obviously fingering her. At first, I was only going to touch her for a minute, long enough to shock both of them into the realization that I was the one in control, I could do anything I wanted to do and they had no say in the matter. Kenny shifted in his seat and then reached toward his groin to adjust the growing erection that had taken over his jeans. But, I decided I was going to prolong this. Her pussy was incredibly wet. The slick pussy lubrication was flowing liberally inside her panties and all over my fingers. I finally made the decision to take her all the way to orgasm in front of him. I began to slide my fingers up and down her gash, making sure I dipped into her pussy hole and diddled her clit, too. The reaction was immediate and she started to make little cooing noises. She continued to look right at Kenny as I masturbated her. She spread her legs to make my job easier, as if sensing the need to open up more for me. "Good girl" I said. The more I touched her, the more she began to move to assist my touches. Finally, after just a minute of this, I could feel her start to wobble. I felt the warmth and wetness in her panties quickly and suddenly increase, as if she was gushing on my hand. She gasped and cried out, "Oh, fuck!" I wasn't expecting the intensity of her orgasm and neither was Kenny. But, as I witnessed when I watched her masturbate for me the first time, her shoulders shook and she became unstable. She slumped onto my hand, which was still sunk deep into her panties. Kenny was obviously totally blown away saying "Holy Shit." After letting her rest herself on my hand, I pulled it out of her panties and looked at it. I am not exaggerating when I say that my whole hand was completely drenched with her shiny vaginal secretions. There were sticky strands of thick juices all over my fingers, and up past the bridge of my hand. The smell of her sex juice was strong, there was no way any of us could have missed it. I looked at Kenny to find he had unzipped his jeans and was pulling out his cock. I slipped two of my fingers inside my own mouth and made an intentional production of letting them both see me sucking her pussy juice off. After cleaning those two fingers off, I brought the other two fingers to her mouth and said "Open." When she opened her mouth, I put my other two fingers into her mouth and she began to suck. She sucked in my fingers in the most sensuous manner I've ever seen fingers sucked like that. She was sucking them as if they were miniature cocks. I was about to come in my pants watching her nasty little display. Kenny was openly masturbating now, pulling his cock while watching she and I suck the pussy juice from my fingers. I had to wonder if he was feeling even the least bit jealous by now. There was a lot more to come, and I wondered if he could pace himself. I didn't want to make a big deal of checking his cock out, but, it was smaller than mine – not nearly as thick and not as long. Now I understood why she might want to take a ride on my cock. Turning to him I said "Dude, you didn't take any pictures." He just looked up at me with a blank stare and I knew he was cursing himself inside. If he wasn't, he should be. "Jan," I said, still standing right in front of him, "my cock is really hard and it's uncomfortable. I need you to reach into my pants, grab my cock and straighten it out so I'll be able to sit. You are responsible for my erection, so, you have to fix it." She started to turn to look at Kenny, but I stopped her saying "Don't look at him, Jan. He didn't make me this hard. You did. Go ahead, fix my cock so I can sit down. Here, I'll help you out a little." I undid the button on my jeans and unzipped then and opened them up for her. She reached to my waist and slipped her hand down inside my underwear. Because of her position and the way she was reaching, my underwear was tugged down as she tried to pull my cock out if it's sideways position. She was holding my cock when Kenny snapped a picture. The shaft of my cock and cock head was clearly visible. She didn't move very fast either, holding it and giving it a small squeeze under the pretense of getting it in position. She was looking down at it, touching the top of the head with her fingers. Snap. Another picture. She finally held my erection up against my belly with one hand and pulled my underwear back in place with her other hand. This wouldn't be the last time she would handle my cock. I did my jeans back up and thanked her. End of part 3. In part 4, the swats begin. Spanking Kenny's Wife Ch. 04 Continued from part 3..... Authors Note: I want to thank my new friend, Barb, for her excellent suggestions and help with grammar and punctuation. She's made this a better chapter. * Up to now, I had spent the entire evening creating an atmosphere of suspense, excitement, mystery and sexual tension for Jan. I wanted her to know what was going to happen, but have enough surprises in store for her so that she could never tell what was going to happen next. During our time in her bedroom, I was methodical in trying to embarrass her, but in a way that gave her an excuse – a way to say she wasn't in control and therefore, couldn't change the events that occurred. I played up to her fantasy of being exposed and touched. I did a lot of things to expose her and to touch her in a way that was completely new, and it excited her so much to do these things with the full knowledge and permission of her husband. When we moved downstairs where Kenny was waiting for us, I continued the same approach. Slowly building the tension, getting closer and closer to the point where she knew things were going to happen. I enjoyed building her anticipation of the inevitable that was to come. My goal was to raise her sexual arousal and get her to say and do things she wouldn't normally say. And if I don't mind saying so myself, I had brought her to the edge of her level of comfort and held her there all night. It was time, though. All the preliminaries had been completed, she had been prepared and dressed. Her frame of mind was where it needed to be and she was ready – ready for the real thing. I still wasn't sure if it was the spanking she was interested in, or just the sexually charged situation the spanking would create. It didn't matter, we were here and it was time for Jan to be spanked. Everything we talked about was about to start. Even though I had tried to prepare her for what was to follow, I was sure that the events of the next hour were going to hold a plethora of feelings for her. The excitement, the embarrassment, the humiliation, the things I was going to make her say and the things I was going to do, up to now, had been a fantasy. This was going to be real. She was going to lay over my lap and I was going to touch her cute little ass just the way she wanted me to. She had already cum twice in the last 30 minutes, and unless I was wrong, she would cum several more times before I left. All of this would happen with her husband watching. I sat on the spanking seat and looked up at her saying "Get down on your knees and lay across my lap." She moved as I instructed and I adjusted her knees apart so that I could have complete access to her panty covered bottom and the treasure between her legs. I propped her up a bit, telling her I needed to be able to have access to her nipples. I told Kenny he could either stay sitting in the chair and stroke his cock, or move to a better position, but he needed to move now if he was going to move. As I was talking to him, I dropped my right hand to her bottom and began to move it under her short skirt and then to the silky treasure between her legs. Kenny stood and shoved his pants to the floor and stepped out of them leaving him naked from the waist down, dressed only in a t-shirt and sox. His cock, small and hard, pointed straight out as he walked toward us and lay on the carpet right next to her. From his vantage point he would have an excellent view of anything I did to her and if he decided to take pictures, he would be close enough to capture the intimate details and the intricate folds of her beautiful pussy. "I hope you didn't think I was going to let you remain dressed during all of this," I said to Jan, "The clothes were just for fun. Before we are done you will be naked, you can count on that. For now, maybe we'll just pull your skirt up." I let the anticipation sink in as I neatly lifted and folded her skirt up onto her back. She looked so cute lying there with her little skirt pulled all the way up and her silky pantied ass fully on display for us. I started out by lightly rubbing my hand slowly over her ass cheeks – ever so softly, barely touching her until I finally dipped my hand between her legs. The crotch of her panties was wet, almost drenched. Oh, how I love to touch a woman that has wet panties. The wetness gives a certain texture to the material there and tells you that she's soft and moist, ready to be penetrated. My fingers worked up and down her crack, pressing against the outside of her panties and feeling her from her anus down to her vagina. I lingered back there, letting Kenny watch as I lightly stroked her up and down, making a crease in her panties as my fingers repeatedly ran up and down her crack. I pressed my finger against her anus. When I touched it, she tightened up. I knew this was a reflex action but I needed her to know now that her sacred little bottom was going to be invaded. I knew she was afraid of being hurt there, and I wanted to use the anticipation of her anal invasion to create a heightened apprehension so I just let my finger press against her backdoor and tapped it lightly as I said "Don't tighten your cute ass like that again, my sweet. I will be gentle with you as long as you don't deny me. If you try to resist, I can make it quite uncomfortable. When I touch you there, relax your butt hole and push back against my finger. Let's try it again." I pressed my finger against her hole again and her resistance gave way. Her ass opened up to me and I lightly pressed into her to test her resolve to follow my instructions. I was delighted with her response and wanted to acknowledge her trust so I didn't push into her very far at all, instead, I just applied light steady pressure to her entry. The longer I left my finger there, the more she relaxed she became. "Do you let your husband fuck you there?" I asked, wiggling my finger a bit. I waited at least 10 seconds for her answer and when she didn't say anything, I slapped her ass hard. She jumped when I smacked her and I held her down over my lap as she tried to move. I hadn't intended to slap her butt that hard. I knew I couldn't spank her for the next hour with the same force, she simply couldn't endure that. "Jan, let that be a reminder for you," I said, soothing her stinging bottom with the hand which just spanked her, "unless you want to be spanked like that all night, I suggest you answer more quickly next time." "Let's try that again." I said as my finger moved back to her anus and applied pressure to it. Again I felt her relax and open so I kept it there and didn't try to push into her. I repeatedly tapped lightly on her hole and asked "Now tell me, do you let your husband fuck you there?" This time, her answer came quickly. "No, I've never had any thing in there." "Oh," I replied, "that's just shameful. Why not?" "I had a girl friend in college who let her boyfriend do that. She bled for a week and she was in a lot of pain. It really scared her." "Well," I said, "I guess I'll just have to show you guys the right way to treat a lady's ass. If you use enough lube and go slow, you'll really enjoy it. We'll try some fingers later to see how that feels. I'll be very gentle and you'll see how nice it is. But to deny your husband something this cute and this beautiful, that's just wrong." I lifted her chest up a little so I could slip my hand to her chest easily. I felt I hadn't paid enough attention to her petite little breasts and I wanted rectify that. I cupped one of her petite breasts in my hand and pinched the tiny nipple lightly. I began stroking her pantied covered ass again, caressing the silky cheeks of her bottom as I spoke to her saying "I think we'll begin now. I want you to lie still while you get the first of your swats. After these are over, we'll help you get a little more undressed and then we'll have some more swats." I left my hand where it was, holding her tit and lightly pinching and pulling her nipple. As a signal to Kenny that I was starting, I raised my right hand – held it there and then began her spanking. The first swat fell on her right butt cheek. It sounded like she got a good swat, but, I could tell by the absence of movement under me that it hadn't hurt her at all. My finger returned to the furrow between her legs and I rubbed her, trying to judge the wetness inside her panties. With her husband watching, I slipped my fingers under the crotch of her panties and rubbed her labia, making sure Kenny saw where I was touching. Bent over like she was, I could smell the unmistakable aroma of her pussy filling my nostrils and not able to resist it any longer, I deliberately slipped two fingers into her vagina and didn't stop until they were all the way in. I moved my fingers around inside her, wanting her to feel how much access I had to the inner reaches of her vagina. Pushing deeper, I briefly touched her cervix and she let out a moan. After pushing into her as deeply as I dared, I removed my hand from inside her panties and gave her another swat on the other cheek. As I did, I noticed a glob of thick looking girl juice on my finger and slipped it into my mouth, I made a sucking sound to intentionally bring focus to the fact that I was licking the fingers that had touched inside her body – inside her soul and inside her sex. Looking down at Kenny lying beside her, I made an exaggerated face saying "She's finger licking good, my friend. One of us is going to need to lick her pussy tonight. We can't let that go to waste – that's one tasty pussy." "Jan," I said, "Turn your head toward your husband so you can see what this is doing to him." She turned to look at Kenny as he laid all the way back and held his cock out for her to see and stopping his stroke for a few seconds. He squeezed his cock and a dribble of precum rose to the top and rolled down onto his fingers. While she watched him, I gave her ten more swats, alternating cheeks each time as I increased the pinching pressure on her nipples. By the time I reached the tenth, I finally gave her one last pinch, this time of considerable force. None of the swats were hard enough to cause her any real pain, but, when I stopped, I noticed her legs were shaking a tiny bit. Thinking this might be hurting her more than I thought it was, I decided to momentarily suspend her swats and give her some pleasure. I slipped my hand down inside the back of her panties toward her vagina. Knowing the workout her clit received in the bedroom and what I had planned for her yet this evening, I knew I couldn't keep manhandling the tiny bud over and over. Instead, I slipped my thumb into her pussy, searching the anterior wall for her g-spot. After a few seconds of searching, her moaning told me I had found it. I pressed against the pea sized gland and gently rubbed it. She was able to stand only a minute of this before she started to wiggle her ass as if to give me more access. She built up to it quickly. Her breathing quickened and she started moaning "Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh". The shaking of her legs became worse and her butt was moving in time with my thumb pressure inside her. When her orgasm took hold of her, her midsection went completely rigid on me and I felt her pussy clamp down on my thumb. She held her breath for an instant and then went limp, resting her body on my lap. I withdrew my thumb and started running small circles around her inner lips, but still not touching her little clit. I looked at Kenny to see him raise his eyebrows and smile. I had the sensation that my hand was completely soaked. It didn't feel like the normal female lubricating secretions, but, instead it felt like my hand was holding back a flood of hot warm liquid. As I moved my hand around inside her panties, there was no mistaking it. She had gushed on me. Keeping my fingers together, I carefully pulled my hand out of her panties and looked at it. Contained in the palm of my hand was a small pool of sinuous clear looking fluid. Fuck, she actually ejaculated on me. If there had been any contact at all with my own cock at this exact instant, I would have cum, myself. I don't know who was more turned on, me, Kenny, or her, but, I had to make a big deal of this unexpected turn of events. "Jan, please stand up." I requested. Slowly, she rose up off of me to stand next to Kenny, who was still lying on the floor stroking his cock. I held my hand out for to her to see saying "I know I don't need to ask you if you had a good cum. Does this (pushing my hand out toward her) happen a lot?" I looked up into her eyes to get her answer and immediately saw tears starting to swell. At that instant, my heart melted as I realized she was more embarrassed than she had been all evening. This really hit her at the core of her being. A tear fell down her cheek on one side, and then the other. She breathed in a choppy breath, just like a small child who was trying to talk while crying. "Once," she said. "It happened once before." "I'm sorry if I spanked you too hard" I said. Tears were streaming down her face now and I started to apologize again, but, she stopped me. In between the sniffling and the crying she said "No, no, it's okay, you didn't hurt me. This is just so embarrassing. No one has ever seen me do this. It's something you did to me... in there. I couldn't control myself. All of a sudden there was this huge feeling like I had to pee, and then after that, it felt like something exploded in me. I really can't explain it, but, I thought I peed on you." She started to laugh. "Remember," she said, "I told you I can cry really easily." I looked at my hand, still holding the small pool of wet cum fluid, then back at her. "Do you know what they call this?" I asked. She nodded her head, looked at my hand and replied "Female Ejaculation." "Take your shirt off, please" I asked. "It's not fair for you to have this much fun alone." She pulled the shirt off and I was amazed at the flush across her chest between her jiggling tiny tits. I very deliberately wiped her juice all over one tit and then the other, coating both of them with the wetness. I looked at Kenny and said "I'm afraid her tits need cleaning, licking and sucking. If you don't, I will." I'm not sure if he thought I was kidding or if I was serious. He stopped his stroking, but, he didn't move to get up. So, I turned to her and put both my hands around one of the darling little a-cups and started to gently squeeze, suck and lick. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him get up and make his way over to us. I stopped and moved over to make room for him. He moved up next to me and started to do exactly what I was doing, but to her other tit. I paused for a moment and looked up at Jan, who was standing there with her eyes closed and her head thrown back. When she noticed I had stopped my sucking, she opened her eyes and looked back at me. "Jan, you should repay his kindness." I told her. She reached down and took hold of her husband's cock as he sucked her nipple and licked all over her tit. When she grabbed him, he never stopped, but let out a long groan in response to her handling of his cock. Whatever shame or embarrassment Kenny had over the small stature of his manhood had melted away. Even thought it was small, it was very hard, and as Jan stroked and squeezed him, he seemed to enjoy it tremendously. He was devouring the juice covered breasts like a madman and she was getting into it, too. Just then, it hit me that this would be a good time to have her touch my cock. "Hey," I said, "this isn't fair at all. If you're going to reward him, shouldn't you do the same for me?" Without receiving an answer, I undid my jeans and pulled my cock out of my underwear. Once my cock was freed Jan's hand immediately took hold of it and began to stroke me, too. I put my hands back up to her breast began to tweak her nipple. Thinking back on some of the things she told me, I knew she had to be enjoying this attention. I decided I needed to find out for sure, and there was only one way to do that. I dropped one of my hands to feel her between the legs on the outside of her panties. She moved her legs further apart to allow my touch. Her panties were understandably soaked now. They were saturated from the front all the way to the back. I didn't pull her panties down yet because I didn't want Kenny to see her shaved pussy, so instead I pressed my finger into her slit and rubbed her up and down. Jan was doing the best she could to jack both of us at the same time. Kenny was getting the worst of it, though, since Jan is right handed and had her right hand on my cock. Seeing his dilemma, I simply backed away, pulling my cock from her grasp and told her "Concentrate on him, but, be careful not to make him cum in case you want to ride that pony tonight." I pulled my pants up, sat down and watched while she tormented him by stroking him fast, then slow and then fast again. One thing became clear, she knew exactly how to handle his cock. I didn't let this go on too long and finally put an end to it telling her "Go up and get the Astroglide lube we left in your bedroom. Also, bring me a pair of silky thong panties and a plastic baggie. Hurry back so we can get on with this. You've had much too long of a rest." Jan gave me a puzzled look and turned to go back up the stairs to her bedroom. I looked at Kenny saying "Listen, during the next session, she's going to be completely stripped and I'm going to make her say some things that might shock you. These are things she wants you to hear but isn't brave enough to say on her own, so, make sure you pay attention. We'll be done in about 30 minutes, so pace yourself, dude." Jan came down the stairs with the Astroglide lube. Dangling from her hand I could also see she was bringing me a pair of pink thong panties. Little did she know what I had planned for them. She and Kenny were going to get a lesson in panty stuffing. My cock gave a twitch as I thought about stuffing that tiny garment into her pussy, leaving just an inch or two hanging out of her pussy while she was spanked. Then I had a better idea, deciding to have Kenny help me put them into her. Having us both touch her at the same time would bring her to a fever pitch and treat her to the experience of having her both of us touching her most private parts at the same time. Once she returned, I took the lube and the thong from her. I sat them down on the spanking seat, took her by the hand and led her back to where Kenny was sitting. I positioned her right in front of Kenny, maybe no more than 2 feet away while I stood behind her. As before, I told her to repeat after me. "Kenny, sometimes I want to act very nasty. Actually, it's more than that. Sometimes I want to act like a slut, but, I'm afraid of what you might think about me if I do. I don't want to get into any real trouble and I don't want to be attacked or gang banged, or anything like that. I've never told you this, but, I've always fantasized about being naked in front of people and letting them see my pussy. To show you how serious I am, I shaved my pussy so anyone looking at it would be able to see everything – all of me down there." I told Jan to remove the skirt and lower her panties to her knees. Her hands went to the sides of the skirt to unwrap it. I took the skirt from her and told her to continue. She took a breath, hooked her fingers into the waist band of the panties and slipped them down. The look on Kenny's face was priceless. Having seen her shaved pussy myself, I knew exactly what he was looking at. My cock was throbbing and it took all my will power to keep from taking it, or her, into my own hands. Without my prompting, she asked "Well, what do you think?" Still standing behind her, I held my finger up to my lips as if to shush him. "Jan," I said, "take your panties all the way off and hand them to me. Then, spread your legs and let your husband examine your new look." Spanking Kenny's Wife Ch. 04 She did as I asked, slipping her panties down and off. As she stepped out of them and handed them to me. The crotch panel was soaking wet. Now, I'm not talking moist here, I mean it was literally soaked. What a prize for me to have and the fact that they both knew I had these would add to her excitement and fantasy. For me, it would be the gift that keeps on giving. Kenny sat up and reached for her pussy. I stepped to the side to watch, crossing my arms across my chest in a satisfied stance. I had created a very erotic situation for both of them. His fingers felt her smooth lips and I could tell from her sharp intake of breath that he was headed to the source of her wetness. As Kenny fingered her pussy, the wet sounds of his fingering filled the silence in the room giving obvious proof that she was turned on to the max. She spread her legs even wider to accept his fingers. She looked at me and I smiled at her, giving her a nod to indicate it was okay to do what she was doing. Being the nice guy I am, I let him play there for a minute before I threw her a curve ball. I had been waiting for an opportunity to open her up and this was it. I asked Kenny to stand up and trade places with Jan. As he stood, I told her to sit and lean all the way back in the big chair. "Pull your knees up," I gestured to the cushion of the chair, "Put your heels up here on the cushion and open your knees up as far as you can." When her legs opened, her juicy pussy came into view and gave us our first glance at her little brown hole. Her legs were open almost like she was in the stirrups for her pap test. The sight of those perfectly hairless lips, saturated with her glistening juice simply took my breath away. I wasted no time in sitting down in front of her while Kenny moved closer to see what I was going to do. I knew I had to do this right if I was going to get the desired result. I laid my palms on either side of her mound with my thumbs between her inner and outer lips and slowly begin to spread her open. My thumbs kept slipping due to the amount of lubrication she had leaked, so I had to hook my thumbs inside her pussy hole and stretch her open like that. When I did, there was a huge inrush of air into her pussy and she opened up completely. We looked down into her, able to see every detail. With her lips held open and my thumbs holding her vagina open, it was all laid out in front of us. "Oh, Fucking-A right," Kenny said, "I can see all the way inside her." Looking up at Jan, it was easy to see that she was uncomfortable about being seen like this. She had turned her head away from us and was covering her face with her hands. I pulled my hands further apart to open her up even more. "Kenny," I asked, "Do you have a flashlight handy?" Without answering me, he ran off into the kitchen and returned immediately with one. He turned it on pointed it into her open pussy. "See that circle thing down there with the dimple in the middle – with the red around it?" I asked. He nodded, trying to adjust the flashlight and his angle to get the best view. "That's her cervix." I said. Jan was just shaking her head now and she was red from her chest to her forehead. Seeing an opportunity to drive her embarrassment a little deeper I added "I bet she would really get off of letting someone else see up inside her like this. You need to go out to the internet and see where you can pick up a speculum, dude." "Well, I think it's time to end our anatomy class. But, before I move you, There's something I want you to experience." I released her vagina and let the lips go back together. As soon as they closed, I lightly spanked her pussy. Technically, it was more of a slap, but, we can call it a spanking for now. My hand was fully open and I wasn't trying to do anything other than redden her up a bit and create some blood flow to her mound. I repeated it and looked up to see that her eyes were closed and her mouth was open. "Does that feel good?" I asked. "Oh yeah," she answered, "Just not too hard, okay? I like the way it feels on my lips. It stings a little and it's warm, but, it's nice, too." I slapped her pussy 10 more times while watching her reaction. I could see that this was something she might like and suggested to Kenny that this was something they needed to look into. I gave her one more slap, this time a little harder and then stood up. "Time to resume your spanking, so, come back over here with me." I was careful to take her by the hand, just as I had done all night, in order to reinforce the feeling that I was in control and that she was being led and protected. I wanted her to continue to feel that I was looking out for her best interests. I sat down and positioned her naked body over me. I tapped the insides of her thighs to get her to spread her legs further and when I wasn't satisfied that she was spread open enough, I tapped them again. Looking at her backside, I could see her vagina was totally exposed, her lips completely visible and there was no question about the fact that she was in a very compromising position. I slipped a finger down to her pussy and it slipped into her easily. She was sopping wet with excitement. It was obvious that her bottom was still a little red from the previous swats, but, that wasn't a concern to me. "Kenny," I asked, "please come and help me for a second." I handed the pink thong to him and told him my intentions saying "My friend, you're wife has the cutest pussy I think I've ever seen. And, although we agreed that I could keep the panties she had on, I've decided that I've earned another 'Thank You' gift." Kenny obviously had no clue where I was going with this and I didn't think that Jan knew, either. "Kenny," I continued, "I'm going to teach you about something they call 'Panty Stuffing'. That's where a pair of panties are pushed up inside a woman's vagina to soak up the wetness and then taken out later to be sucked or sniffed. She's going to look so cute lying across my lap, with her legs spread and those delicate pink panties hanging out between her lips. Given the way she is lubricating, they will be soaked pretty quickly. I'll take them out in a while and put them in the plastic baggie your wife so graciously brought to me. So, not only will I have the panties I personally dressed her in this evening, but, I'll have these, too. When we're done here tonight, and I leave, you'll know that I'm taking with me something that was actually inside your wife's pussy. That, along with the pictures you're going to give me, should give the two of you something to start talking and fantasizing about." I reached down and placed my hands on Jan's tight little ass cheeks and spread them apart, exposing her backdoor and her vagina. I held her cheeks open as wide as I could and looked up at Kenny. "There you go.... just use your finger, push a little into her at a time. Don't scratch or hurt her. Use one hand to open her pussy lips and then your finger to push them in. Leave about 2 or 3 inches hanging out of her." Kenny knelt down next to me and reached up between her legs and opened her lips. His first touch on her and the wet sound of her vagina being opened made her shudder. She took a sharp intake of breath and I nodded for him to continue. One thing I'll say for Kenny, he's a fast learner and within just a few seconds he already had half the thong pushed up into her pussy. I leaned down toward Jan and spoke to her softly, but intentionally loud enough for Kenny to hear me say "Jan, as wet as you are, I know you're really getting off on what we're doing here tonight. Did you ever think you would be laying naked across another man's lap while he held you open so your husband could slip your panties into your pussy? You said you wanted to act nasty and slutty, well, would you call this nasty and slutty?" Her face turned toward me and I could see that her eyes were closed and she moaned her answer saying "Yes, this is nasty and slutty. This is the kind of thing I have fantasized about." "Tell us Jan," I asked, "What kind of other things have you fantasized about? I want you to be very specific so Kenny knows how to please you after tonight." Kenny was just finishing his panty stuffing duties as she started to speak. I looked down to inspect his work, and finding it satisfactorily done, I let go of her butt cheeks and motioned for him to stay where he was. I laid my hand on her back and rubbed her tenderly saying "Go ahead and tell us. We're ready to listen. Just be honest with your feelings and confess your fantasies to your husband." She started hesitantly and I thought she might chicken out, but, I she understood that this was her chance to have full forgiveness for anything she might say. Then, deciding to take that chance, she began to tell him. "I've always gotten very turned on thinking about being seen while I was naked or in my underwear. Sometimes, I fantasize about him bringing someone home after work and surprising me in the kitchen naked, like I just got out of the shower or something, or maybe him bringing someone upstairs and I would walk out of the bathroom at the exact time they came in. Maybe we could do some things that seemed innocent and caught me by surprise so it could be easily explained and excused. I wouldn't mind going braless and letting people look down my top, or wearing a skirt without panties as long as he was with me. Maybe we could make a rule that when ever you came over I had to strip for you and let you inspect me to make sure I shaved good enough. Sometimes, I think about being naked in front of a group of people, so maybe we could go to a nude beach where I can lay out with my legs spread, or maybe one of those nude cruises. We can even go to a bar and I would wear a short skirt and be told to flash someone. I also think about being touched and fondled while I'm exposed, maybe even by someone else. I don't want to get into any trouble, Kenny, or get arrested or cause any thing to happen with my family, but, I want to show myself and I want you to be okay with it and help me do it. I swear I would strip for you anytime you tell me to or I would let someone else undress me as long as you were there to protect me and I wouldn't get into trouble. I don't know what more I can say, I fantasize about being an exhibitionist and sometimes being touched, and there's one more thing......." I looked at Kenny, who was slowly stroking his cock again, and he looked back at me. I raised my eyebrows, patted her back and told her to go ahead and continue. "Please don't get mad at me for saying this, Kenny." I looked at him to see that he had stopped stroking his cock. Looking back at her, I noticed that tears were now starting to form in her eyes. I resumed my light caresses on her back as a reassuring gesture to tell her it was safe to say anything she wanted to say. "I really love you, Kenny. I am so happy being married to you and I would never cheat on you. This is hard to say so please don't take this personally. I, uh, would really like to feel a large cock in me. Not that I want to do that all the time, but, I want to experience it at least once, to get that feeling of being filled up, I mean. I can't explain it and it doesn't have anything to do with me not being sexually satisfied, because I am. It's just a fantasy I've had for a long, long time – even before we met, and I can't get it out of my mind. I just want to see what it feels like to have my pussy filled. If there was some way you could ever allow that, it would mean so much to me." She started to cry, perhaps from the embarrassment of her words, or the shame of what they meant. She was trying to catch her breath when Kenny got up on his knees and moved up to her face. Still laying across my lap, he turned her head so she was looking at him and he kissed her. First, one small peck on her cheek, and then a full wet lover's kiss placed squarely on her lips. It was incredibly moving to watch as he told her it was alright saying "Honey, I heard everything you said and I'm not mad at you. I'll help you with your fantasies and we'll find some ways to expose you as long as it's safe to do it. Who knows, maybe we'll just have to do what we're doing tonight on a regular basis. And I completely understand why any woman would want to try a big cock and I'm not mad about that, either. I think that might be normal for a woman and it doesn't threaten me or make me feel inadequate. I don't know how we'll do it, but, we'll find a way. I love you and I want you to be happy. I'm glad you told me these things instead of keeping them inside or trying them on your own. I love you. She pulled up off my lap and they embraced. She was kissing him passionately in between sobs, covering his face with her tears of joy. I was proud of Kenny and the way he stepped up to her confession. After a minute more of their kissing, I cleared my throat, as if to excuse myself, saying "Well, we better get on with it so I can leave you guys alone to talk this all out, uh, that is, unless you need me to help in that department, too. And by the way, any time you get the itch to do some showing off, just call me, I would be more than happy to be your audience." She laughed and after kissing him one more time, laid herself back over my lap and reached out to him with her hand. It was so cute, the way they were holding hands, as if he was going to give her strength for her next set of swats. I didn't want to ruin the mood so I told him he could stay next to her and hold her hand while I resumed her spanking. He moved up close and knelt directly next to her. "Okay," she said, "I'm ready". I didn't waste any time and starting her swats straight away. First on one cheek, and then the other, my hand came down on that heavenly bottom. She wiggled her legs further apart and I felt her settle into my lap and rest all her weight on me. She wasn't trying to prop herself up at all, and it was clear that she was beginning to accept her submission. After about 10 swats, I put my hand between her legs and slowly pulled the pink thong from her vagina. I couldn't have wished for better results from our little panty stuffing lesson. Her panties were soaked and there were spots that had thick, mucousy pussy juice on the garment. I held them to my nose to inhale her aroma and then placed them in the baggie, along with the other ones and set them aside. I told Kenny to move in front of her so she could suck him while we continued her spanking. As he did, I leaned down and told her to be careful not to bite him while she was being spanked. When he was close enough, I told her to begin sucking his cock. Up until that time, I've never seen a girl suck a cock with so much conviction and excitement. As my fingers stroked her lips, occasionally dipping my finger into her pussy, her cock sucking energy increased and she began to moan. "Go ahead little nasty girl," I told her, "suck his cock while I play with your pussy. Show him how nasty you can be. Show him how well you would suck his cock if you were naked and another man was touching you like this. I can't believe how wet you are. Tell us, Jan, would you like to suck Kenny's cock while someone fondled you like I am?" "Hmm, yes." She gasped. "And would you suck someone else's cock while Kenny fondled you?" I asked. She moaned another time and answered "I would do anything he told me to." "Anything?" I asked, "Do you really mean that? You would do anything?" "Hmm, yes" she moaned. I wasn't surprised at her answer, but, I pressed on with my questions asking "Does that mean you would strip, show your pussy wide open, give someone a blow job or even let someone fuck you if he told you to?" "Oh, yes." She said, "If he told me to I would." "Well, Kenny," I said, "There you have it. Your wife is as cute as a beauty queen, has a killer body with a shaved pussy, and would strip, fuck or suck at your command. All you have to do is help her and keep her safe. Damn, seems like a fair trade to me. What do you think, my friend?" "I just have two things to say" Kenny said, "First, where do I sign, and, second, I love her too much to have her really treated like a slut, but, I'm sure there's some things we can do. She's a remarkable woman, 'eh?" I had to agree with him. I removed my hand from her pussy and told her to reach under and touch herself. As she did, she let his cock slip from her mouth for an instant and I saw how engorged the head of his cock was. What I wouldn't give to change places with Kenny right about now. I was definitely regretting the promise I made not to intentionally insert anything into any of Jan's openings. This was getting to be the mother of all my mistakes and I made a mental note not to make that promise again. When her hand was nestled safely inside the tender folds of her pussy, she returned to her cocksucking. Kenny's moans confirmed the fact that she was gobbling his cock down, much like she must have done after I met with her the first time. Looking down at her buns, I noticed that her bottom was much redder than the light pinkness from the first two rounds of swats, but, that didn't persuade me to stop. I began giving her more swats, alternating her tender ass cheeks each time. Her fingers never stopped diddling her pussy and she continued working on the cock in her mouth. At the fifth swat, though, she pulled off his cock, and pulled slightly away from my hand. She hung her head down, her face contorted and her eyes squinted, I knew she was feeling the sting of the swats. She had endured about 25 swats up to now, and as I paused to take stock of the situation, I laid my hand on her ass and felt the heat from her red cheeks. I must have been spanking her harder than I thought. I knew I had to console her and show her some tenderness or she would always associate this kind of erotic activity with pain, and I didn't want that. I stood her up and was shocked to see that she was tearing up again and about to start to cry. She was doing a good job of trying to hold it back, but, I knew it was time for me to back off on the swats and give her some tenderness. I felt like shit. Fuck, how could I have let this happen? I pulled her a step or two away from Kenny and put my arms around her. She laid her head on my chest and looked towards her husband. I held her loosely, stroking her hair and telling her "It's okay, go ahead. I know it hurts. The worst is over now. You've been a good girl." I motioned for Kenny to give her some tissues, and as he approached her, she took them from him, blew her nose, wiped her eyes and then rested her head back on my chest. As she started to calm down, I saw an opportunity to do something nice for her and made the decision to just go ahead and do it. Still cradled in my arms, I lowered my hand to her pussy. "Jan, spread your legs for me and look at your husband. You've been so good and brave tonight, I think you deserve to cum again. I want you to look right at him while you open your pussy to my fingers and let him watch me make you cum. This is your wish, Jan. Show him how submissive you can be." My fingers began to stroke her outer lips up and down, slowly at first, and then I moved to the inner lips and circled the entrance to her vagina several times. I dipped my finger into her pussy, being sure to lightly graze her pee hole as I circled. The long strokes between her clit and her pussy shortly began to do the trick. I felt her legs open more for me and she started to moan and rub herself on my hand. She was indeed looking right at Kenny, who was stroking his cock again. I whispered into her ear to tell him to get the camera, but she did better that that saying "Kenny, I want you to take pictures, take as many as you want." I felt her turn her body toward him, exposing her pussy to the camera. I pulled my hand away and let him take a picture. Then he moved in to get a close-up of her pussy. After he took it, I put my fingers back in her pussy and he took another picture. I did the best I could to open up her slippery lips and show off the pink tissue of her vagina while he snapped away with the camera. I slowly moved behind her, keeping my right hand in her pussy and finding her left breast with my other hand. While I masturbated her, I tweaked her nipple and lightly massaged her breast, squeezing it just as she told me she liked it. She opened her legs even more as Kenny took picture after picture. Spanking Kenny's Wife Ch. 04 Seeing an opportunity to further expose her, I whispered in her ear for her to lift her left knee up. When she did, I dropped my hand from her breast and hooked it behind her knee and pulled it up. This left her standing on one leg, balancing back against me, with the other leg pulled up obscenely exposing her fully open pussy to the camera.... complete with my fingers now gliding in and out of her vagina effortlessly. Kenny took more pictures as I held her leg up and out. Looking down, I knew she was obscenely and utterly exposed, perhaps more than she had ever been. Even at my angle, I could see her clit popping out of her bare lips so I knew he had a very open shot. I pulled my hand away to allow him to take some very extreme close-ups. He finally got down on his knees with his face only inches away from her treasure. I thought he was going to start to lick her pussy while I held her open, but, he resumed jacking his cock again. He was staring into her pussy, studying my fingers as I continued to stroke her. Damn if I didn't feel her widen herself even more to let him see as much as possible. "Can you see inside my pussy?" She asked. "I would love for you to show me off like this sometime." "Oh, Baby, this looks so hot," he said, "your pussy is so wet. This is really turning me on, watching him touch you, seeing his fingers in your pussy, oh, hell yes. I promise we'll do something like this again. I want to watch you cum now." And his request was answered. I split my first two fingers apart and began to rub them quickly up and down the sides of her clit, straddling the little button tightly between my fingers. She started to moan and pant, leaning back on me enough for me to know I was supporting all of her weight. "Oh, yeah, I'm going to cum again," she said, "oh, fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, ohhhhhhhh, ahhhhhh." She tensed up, kicking her left leg straight out as I held it up, and came with such force that I almost fell over. She buckled and shook and convulsed almost uncontrollably until finally relaxing back on me. I told Kenny to get the blanket and lay it out. He moved quickly to do it and in just a few seconds had made a soft place for her to lie down. How nice he was to even include a small couch pillow for her head. I helped her down to the blanket and told her to spread her legs as wide as she could. Seeing her pussy spread open in front of me again made my already hard cock throb inside my jeans. I immediately reached for the dildo saying "Jan, I want you to suck this before I fuck you...." I paused just a few seconds to see her reaction before I added "with the dildo deep inside your pussy." I couldn't tell from the expression on her face if she was relieved, or disappointed that she was going to get the dildo up her pussy and not my cock. Knowing full well that she knew the dildo represented my own cock, she took it from me and began to suck the phallus. She looked right at me as she slid it into her mouth, sucked around the head and then took as much as she could into her throat. "Keep sucking it while I get your sweet tender ass lubed up, you nasty girl." I reached for the lube and told her to raise her knees. When she did, I pressed them up further to where her knees were touching her chest and her hips were rocked back to allow access to her anus. I poured the lube on my fingers and applied it directly to her tender backdoor. She let out a gasp as my finger entered her anal passage. I withdrew it, applied some more lube and slowly pushed it in again. I repeated this until she was lubed up enough for my finger to move easily in and out of her. All the while, Jan was sucking the dildo and alternating glances between Kenny and I. Kenny reached for his camera and starting taking pictures again as she sucked the dildo with her legs splayed open and getting her ass fingered. It took all the will power I had to keep from pulling my cock out and sinking it into her sweet, tender ass. I felt her ass finally relax and accept my finger, even felt it open a little more to accommodate the mini-ass fucking she was getting. "Give me the dildo now," I asked, "it's time for your pussy to be penetrated." As she handed me the dildo, I saw that it was covered liberally with her spit so I moved it right to the opening of her vagina and slipped it in her all the way to the hilt. She let out a gasp that could only mean the dildo was hitting pussy territory that hadn't ever been touched before. Her eyes told the story, telling me this was the deepest she had ever been drilled. Looking over at Kenny, I pointed to Jan saying "Her mouth is yours now. Do with it as you please." I began a steady rhythm of finger butt-fucking and dildo pussy fucking, periodically putting upward pressure on the dildo to make it rub on the top inside wall of her vagina trying to get close to her G-spot. Her knees were fully retracted and she looked like a porno star availing her holes for our use. Kenny moved over to the side of her and then bent over her head on his hands and knees thrusting his cock toward her mouth. As she opened to take his cock between her lips, I smiled to myself seeing the transformation Jan was experiencing. It hadn't been but just a few days ago that Jan was the spitting image of modesty and now she was on her back letting me finger fuck her ass, penetrate her pussy with a dildo and suck her husbands cock. It's amazing what a little tenderness and trust will do. Jan had turned her head at an angle to where Kenny was actually fucking her mouth. She was holding her jaw open while he moved his cock in and out between her lips. This wanton display of face fucking caused me to notice that one of her hands was free so I told her she could touch herself if she wanted to. I totally expected her to eventually climax again, but, I didn't think it would be as quick as it was. Her fingering brought her over the edge within a minute of when she started to touch herself. As her orgasm approached, her ass clench down on my finger and her pussy tried to expel the dildo as it continued to move in and out. Kenny must have sensed that she was becoming wild and pulled out of her mouth just as she went rigid and thrashed her head from side to side. I pulled the dildo out of her pussy, deciding it was better to let her continue with her own fingers. She let out a loud grunt and shot a thin stream of clear liquid up from her pussy. Damn, it was so cool to see her squirt like that right in front of me. Almost as quickly as her cum started, it died off and she laid there trying to catch her breath. Both of my arms were wet from her ejaculation, and Kenny's eyes were about as big as silver dollars after what he had seen. I was blown away, too, having never actually seen anything like that right before my own eyes. Kenny and I both sat back, taking in the scene that had just unfolded before our very eyes. His demure wife, now the exhibitionist slut, was lying motionless trying to catch her breath. I knew I had to finish up and let them make love since we were already running late and I didn't want to take up their whole evening. Besides, my cock was straining for some relief and I knew I had those two pairs of panties to take home and covet. Just the thought of sucking the juices out of the little pink thong while I jacked my cock gave me the urge to hurry things along. I told Kenny to move to her side and pull her knee up while I moved to the other side and did the same. A few seconds later, we each had a knee held up and I began to apply swats to her ass cheeks again. Jan laid completely submissive before me, unable to resist me and unwilling to stop me. Her face winced as I landed each swat, but this time I was careful to make them softer. I never felt her legs jerk or move as I gave her ten more swats on her ass. This was the point when I knew she had given up all control. She was finally experiencing the feeling of total submission and trust. It was time to give Kenny his relief and Jan a very well deserved fucking. (... to be continued in chapter 5) Spanking Kenny's Wife Ch. 05 Continued from part 4... I actually lost count of the number of swats and orgasms Jan had experienced already tonight. Between our private time in her bedroom, and the time in front of her husband, I guessed she might have had 7 or 8 cums in the space of 2 hours. Interlaced between her climaxes, I guess there might have been 35 swats delivered directly on her bottom, which was glowing a shade of crimson now. Looking back on the whole evening, she had trusted me to lead her through the doors of her desire. Let's see, she was humiliated in the bathroom when I made her pee in front of me; ordered to strip and made to look at herself in front of the mirror; masturbated herself numerous times; had her pussy closely inspected, then licked and exposed, not to mention fingered and touched in front of her husband; held two different cocks in her hands simultaneously; sucked a cock; had a pair of panties stuffed up inside her pussy; squirted in front of her husband with her legs spread wide open; had her breasts and nipples played with and sucked by both me and Kenny; sucked a dildo we both knew was supposed to be my cock, then was fucked by that same dildo; let her husband take some seriously nasty pictures of everything she did, and, on top of all of that had, she confessed her most secret fantasies to us. As she lay there on the blanket before me, I knew she was a 90% satisfied woman. The last 10% was about to be delivered. "Poor Kenny", I though. He's had a really rough night, too. He's had a hard-on all night and received not even one chance to cum. I chuckled to myself, thinking 'Boo Hoo. Poor Kenny'. Yeah, right. At least he got his cock sucked and had a chance to face fuck his wife. Compared to the momentary stroking she gave my cock, he better not be whining one damn bit! Neither Kenny, nor I said anything as she laid there catching her breath. We drunk in her beauty as her little a-cups rose and fell in rhythm to her breathing. Once she settled down, I saw her open her eyes and look at us. I held my hand out to her and smiled. She reached for my outstretched hand and I pulled her into a sitting position. "Jan," I said, "I have only one more official duty tonight, and that's to make sure you get penetrated by a real, live cock. Part of that responsibility is to make sure you enjoy it and that you have an opportunity to feel more than you're felt before. Once that's done, I can say goodbye and leave you two love birds alone." She grinned broadly at me and I could see her eyes sparkle, despite the wear and tear of her tears. "So," I continued, "Let's get the show on the road. Kenny, my friend, if you would be so kind as to swap places with Jan. Just lay on your back and keep your cock hard 'cause it's time for Jan to ride that pony." Jan was eager to get up and let Kenny take her place, which he did almost immediately. I held up the bottle of Astroglide lube and asked her if she wanted it, and she shook her head. "Okay, then," I said, "Jan, you're going to be on top. Would you like to sit on his face, or perhaps a 69 to start off with?" "Oh," she replied, putting her finger on her cheek and giving me a mock questioning look, "I think some 69 would be a good place to start." With that, I took her hand and guided her to a position where she was facing his feet and straddling his legs. "Go ahead, Princess, have a seat on your throne" I said, motioning down to Kenny's face. She knelt down and scooted her pussy back toward his face. She obviously knew just how far to scoot because her aim was perfect as she settled her wet vagina just inches from his mouth. "Kenny, your job is to make love to that beautiful pussy with your mouth. There is no other goal and no other objective. You need to concentrate on pleasuring her." I then looked at Jan saying, "Your job is to be pleasured. If you want to suck him, feel free. If you just want to wiggle your little lips down on his face, you can do that to. I'll just sit and watch for a few minutes while the two of you settle in." I picked up the spanking seat and carried it over to the end of the blanket. I was just starting to put it down when I sensed something. Turning to look at her, I could see that she was looking at me. I sat down and her eyes drifted down to my crotch. I spread my knees wide and rubbed the bump in my jeans. Thinking 'what the hell', I pulled down the zipper and reached inside to haul out my cock in it's perpetual state of hardness. Her eyes never left my cock as she took his cock in her hands and started to stroke it. Even as she bent down to take him into her mouth, her eyes stayed latched on to mine. I could tell she wasn't in any hurry what so ever. Kenny, on the other hand was going to town munching on her pussy. Finally, I could see Kenny's efforts were succeeding as she closed her eyes from time to time and moaned, "Oh, yeah." I chuckled to myself and finally asked her "Does that feel good?" She smiled at me, nodded her head and said "Uh huh." As she watched me, I began to stroke my cock, teasing her by holding it out and pointing it at her. I knew Kenny couldn't see this since she was sitting on his face. I scooted the spanking seat closer to her and sat as close as I could without touching either of them. She continued to watch me stroke my shaft up and down until she pulled up off of his cock, opened her mouth and wiggled her tongue at me. We spent a few seconds exchanging gestures until I was sure that she was sending a clear message that she definitely wanted my cock. I settled into the spanking seat and continued jacking myself, slowly at first, giving her something to look at and to think about. It was fun to tease her, as well as give some attention to my aching cock. I noticed that she was becoming more and more agitated due to Kenny's pussy licking until she unexpectedly pulled him out of her mouth and started to cum all over his face, letting out a long "Yyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeessssss." I think Kenny was getting mighty close to popping his cork, so I told her to stand up. Tucking my cock back into my pants, I pulled her toward me. Her well eaten and wet pussy was right in front of me and I couldn't resist slipping two fingers up inside of her. She spread her legs wide for me and thrust her hips forward as if to tell me I could have her pussy. I removed my fingers from her vagina and started to suck them. As I did, she lowered her hand and put her own fingers between her lips and slid them into her vagina. When I had finished sucking my own fingers clean, she withdrew her fingers and held them up to me. Taking her hand, I licked and sucked her fingers clean, too, completely oblivious to Kenny's curious eyes. "Go on," I told her, "Get on top of his cock and have a good ride. See if you can make him cum." The speed in which she moved to climb on top of Kenny made me think she was going to hurt him. But, as she bent down and sat on him, she tilted her ass a certain way and his cock sank into her just as if it had a mind of it's own. I will tell you that the sight of her bare pussy, sliding up and down on his cock, plunging through her wet lips and the sound of their union was one of the most arousing things I've ever witnessed. Her little anus was winking at me, too, every time her muscles raised her up on his shaft, it gave a little wink, begging me to touch. Now, I've never been one to miss an obvious opportunity to finger a cute lady's bottom, and I didn't want to start now. I got up from the spanking seat, reached for the lube and sat down on the floor next to them. I don't think either of them were watching me and, she was surprised as hell as she felt my fingers spreading the lube around her crinkled hole and gently pressed just the tip of my finger inside her ass. "Oh, yeah, stick your finger in," she moaned, "fuck my ass with it." Even though my finger was only in her about one inch, I could feel the movement of his cock in her. I withdrew my finger and applied some additional lube to her hole and very slowly started to insert my finger into her. Once I got past her opening, my finger slipped effortlessly in, all the way to the hilt. Oh, damn, through the thin membrane separating her vagina and her ass I could feel his cock moving in and out. As she slowed her movement, I could feel the crown of his cock head rub up against my finger on the other side. What a rush that was. I started to match her speed, fucking her ass with my finger at the same speed she was fucking his cock with her pussy. She was grunting now on every stroke and a film of sweat had appeared on her back, glistening under the bright light of their living room. I withdrew my finger one more time and applied even more lube to her ass and then inserted two fingers into her. This electrified her, that's the only way to describe it. She started to move at a much faster pace, softly grunting as her hips moved wildly, sucking in his cock on every stroke then grinding her clit against him when she hit bottom. She was giving him a pretty hard ride. "I've got two fingers in your ass, Jan, how does it feel?" I asked. "It's really, really nice. Please don't stop," she pleaded, "that feels so fucking good." "Jan, two fingers is just about the size of a cock." I told her. "If you like the way this feels, imagine how a round cock would feel." "Oh, yeah, fucking-A right about that." Kenny exclaimed. "Hmm, sounds like Kenny's interested in some ass fucking, Jan. Maybe that's something you need to think about, you nasty girl. Are you willing to open up your sweet ass to him?" I asked. "Oh, yeah," she moaned, "he can fuck me there." I continued to fuck her ass with my two fingers as she built up steam, grinded her pussy down on him and starting a low grumble saying she was getting close to cumming. I slowed my movements down and started to curl my fingers a tiny bit as they were stuffed all the way into her ass. That must have been the straw that broke the camels back because she exploded into a huge orgasm, bucking wildly on top of him, shaking her tail side to side and grinding her pelvis into him. I kept my fingers in her until she started to calm down and then started to pull them out. "No!" She yelled. "Don't! Keep them in! That feels so good." I looked up at their faces to watch her cradle his face in her hands and then disappear into a deep, passionate kiss. Ah, the lovers kiss. When she pulled away from him, she looked into his eyes and spoke, saying "That was the single best fuck I've ever had, Stud. Can I just lay here for a minute and feel you in my pussy and his fingers in me before I let you fuck my brains out?" Kenny just smiled and nodded. "Oh, Honey, I love you. Now I know why you like to be played with back there so much," she said, "it's an incredible feeling." Kenny's eyes shot open when she said it. So did mine. After a second, Jan realized her slip of the tongue and looked at me. Before I could stop myself, I blurted out "Hey, don't worry about me saying anything. I've got a whole set of butt toys that find their way into my ass from time to time. Don't think you're the only ones to get some enjoyment out of a little butt play." We had an uncomfortable moment, and then they both seemed to relax at my confession, as Jan broke into laughter saying "I guess we'll have to get some toys of our own, huh?" "Time to swap," I told them, easing my two fingers slowly out of her ass, "Jan, I think you need to let Mr. Stud have his fun now. I think he deserves it." As she started to lift off him, I watched his cock pull from her warm pussy and heard the sexy sound of her wet lips as they pulled away. His crotch was completely soaked with her pussy juice and his cock twitched as she stood up over him. When she was standing, he jumped up and she lay down, pulling her knees up and open for him. I was delighted to see her opened and spread like that – her pink lips unfolding like a flower to accept his cock. There are few sights as wonderful as a woman's vagina and Jan's looked delicate, soft, inviting, luscious and wet. I stood there in admiration, looking at her privates, thinking again about my promise not to insert my cock into her. Kenny kneeled and rubbed his cock head up and down her pussy slit before he easily slid into her. At first, Jan held her knees up to her chest, but once Kenny was settled into her, she pointed her feet to the ceiling and he grabbed her thighs and starting pumping. I moved to the side of them, looking down at the union of their crotches to clearly see him moving back and forth between her shaved lips. Even though he was not massive, I could still see Jan's lips gripping him tightly as he pulled out, then seemed to disappear up into her as he pushed in. I readjusted the spanking seat so I could sit next to them as if I was monitoring their progress and keeping notes on what they were doing. I pondered taking my cock out and masturbating myself again as I watched her breasts jiggle back and forth, but, I decided against it, knowing he would be done in just a few minutes. Shamelessly, I wanted to have a full load when I got the chance to really enjoy the panties I was going to take home with me. The look on Kenny's face as he pumped her was worth a thousand words. I know it must have been hard for him to watch the whole proceedings without blowing his wad, but he looked like he was in heaven now. His eyes were closed and he was breathing deep now that he had settled into a good rhythm. It's a good thing Jan had a chance to have her fun, because Kenny wasn't thinking about anything but his own release right now. His pace was solid and as he went in and out, I could see the look of dedication and determination in his eyes. Having had my fingers inside of Jan, I knew she was tight – I envied him now, sliding in and out of her wet pussy – the pussy that was waiting for his cum. Kenny didn't have to wait long. He started bucking and clenching his teeth, finally howling "I'm cumming!" His thrusting suddenly stopped as he emptied into her. Each lurch of his hips drove his spurting cock into her deeper. The way he was shaking, he must have had a good size load he was depositing. As he pulled out of her, she stayed in the same position as Kenny and I looked down into her well fucked pussy. "Open her up," I said, "let's take a look inside her." Using his hands, he opened her pussy up and we both leaned down to get a good look. Sure enough, she had a good coating of white sperm inside her lips. He must have pulled out a little when he came because there seemed to be a lot of cum at the entrance of her vagina and around her labia. "Stand up, Jan." I spoke firmly. Kenny stood, too. I took her right hand and kissed it, much like a knight would kiss the hand of his lady. "I'm not sure how many times you came tonight, but, I know it was more than your husband did, and that's the way it should be all the time, don't forget that. I enjoyed myself a lot and I want to thank you for the prizes I'll be taking home. If you don't mind sharing some of the pictures with me, I would appreciate that. Jan, it's been my pleasure to spank you this evening. You were well behaved and followed directions to a "T". Why don't you go up to your bedroom now and wait for your husband. I want to talk to him for a minute before I leave." She leaned over and hugged me, then, after kissing me lightly on the cheek, she turned and I watched as she climbed the stairs and without looking back, disappeared into her bedroom. Turning to Kenny, I said "Well, was that hot or what?" By now, I don't think either Kenny or I was bashful about him being naked and standing there with a cum covered cock. If he had any embarrassment at all, he sure wasn't showing it. "Thanks, man, this was better than I ever thought or hoped it would be," he said, "we'll have to do this again, dude, this was outrageously cool. I'll make sure you get to see all the pictures and you can keep any ones you want." I thanked him, picked up the baggie with Jan's soiled panties inside, and asked if I could use his restroom before I left. "Just go on up to her," I told him, "I'll let myself out." He had a half bath off his kitchen and he showed me to it. Closing the door, I stood in front of the toilet and started to unzip my jeans and pull my cock out to take a leak. Holding my cock in one hand, I started looking at the baggie containing Jan's panties. "Holy Shit!" I thought – the thong was so wet that I could actually see moisture droplets on the inside of the baggie. Time to get home and enjoy the wet and silky panties, that's for sure. When I finished my business, I zipped back up, washed my hands, opened the bathroom door and started to make my way to the front door. As I walked by the stairs, I saw Kenny – still naked – coming down saying "Hold on a sec." I stopped, figuring he was coming to thank me again. He did thank me again, but, there's no way I could have predicted what else he had on his mind. "Listen man," he said, "can you, uh, you know, stay longer? Maybe for the whole night?" I was puzzled but before I could answer, he added "Look, she...., uh, I mean we both want you to stay tonight. The kids are gone and I don't know when we'll get a chance like this again. She really wants you to stay, and, I, uh, want you to stay, too. And don't worry about your promise, that's all over now. She wants you alone for a while and she wants us both to get her at the same time. Plus, I'd kinda like to see someone fuck her." "Kenny," I asked, "Are you okay with this? I would love to, but, how are you going to feel about it later knowing you let me fuck your wife?" Kenny went on to tell me that Jan was adamant that she didn't want the evening to end yet and neither did he. He wanted to let her live her fantasy out and with everything that had happened tonight, it seemed like the stage was already set and they were already half way there. "We might not get another chance like this." He told me. "So," I said, "what does all that mean?" "Dude, that means that anything goes now. I want her to feel free to do anything she wants to do tonight. You should see her, she's glowing, man! I haven't seen her this excited about sex in 3 years. You have my full permission, dude. You can fuck her or anything else she wants. No shit man, I would really get off seeing you fuck her. For tonight ONLY (he emphasizes), anything goes, just promise me none of this will ever be spoken about outside the three of us." "Okay, okay." I agreed. "What now?" "Well, she wants to see you alone in our bedroom for a few minutes – maybe she wants to suck your cock, dude. Go for it, man." he said, "go up there and make her suck your cock." I nodded and walked up the stairs. Her bedroom door was closed so I knocked lightly and she told me to come in. She was laying on the bed with her legs open and her fingers slowly stroking up and down her labia. She opened her legs further when I came close to the bed. "Are you going to stay?" she asked. "Uh huh," I answered, "If you want me to." "Oh, yes," she said, "I definitely do." She sat up and looked at me. "I, uh, don't want you to get the wrong idea about what I'm going to say, okay? I feel compelled to say this so you'll know how I feel right now." Her nipples were extended as if they were reaching out to me. I couldn't resist cupping one of them in my hand, softly squeezing nipple, as she started to speak. "Listen," she began, "at first I wasn't real excited about doing all of this because I thought it would be wrong to enjoy myself sexually without him. But, ever since your first visit, I've done nothing except fantasize about being naked in front of you and having you use me. I really want to feel your cock in me and then play with both of you and I want to do it with the full blessing and amnesty of my husband." Spanking Kenny's Wife Ch. 05 I nodded and told her I thought he pretty much agreed to that. "No," she said, "you don't understand. I really liked what we did and I'm so grateful. I mean I really liked it." I smiled and started to look away, snickering to myself, gloating at my sexual prowess. "No," she said, "Please, I'm being very serious. I completely let myself go. I can't describe the way it felt to be handled like that. The sexual energy I got from submitting to you was overpowering. You had me. It felt so different to just give up all control and let you lead me. I can't tell you how good it felt to be touched sexually with him watching. My whole body opened up to anything and I've never felt like that before. I would have willingly let him, or you for that matter, have me any way you wanted with no resistance." I sat there for a second or two and I was about to say something when she stopped me and put her fingers over my lips saying "Thank You. Thank you for being worthy of protecting my trust. Thank you for the kindness you showed. Thanks for making me cum so many times. Thank you for letting me say those things to Kenny. And please don't get me wrong here, I'm not looking for sex on the side or anything like that, but, I've never been as sexually pleased anytime in my life as I was tonight." I felt driven to hug her and I did. "Okay then, talk to him about it and maybe this won't be the last time you ever felt this way. But, I think you need to help him have one of his fantasies, too." I reached over and pulled her up into a brother-sister hug. I felt such peace in her. "Will you fuck me tonight?" she asked. I told her I would. "Will you make me suck your cock?" I nodded yes saying "I'll make you be a very nasty girl tonight, Jan, if that's what you want." "Will both of you fuck me at the same time... you know one in front and one in back?" She looked down, somewhat ashamed of her question. "Whatever you want, Jan. What ever you want we'll do – absolutely anything." "Oh, then can I ask you to do something for me now?" she asked. "Sure, just name it. I think you deserve to have your way at least once tonight." I snickered. She shuffled her feet and put her fingers deep inside her pussy. She didn't say a word to me as she touched herself. After a minute, she looked up and I thought she might reach up to kiss me but instead, she raised two fingers from her pussy and brought them to my lips. Without thinking, I opened my mouth to her fingers. It wasn't until after I started to suck her fingers that I realized they must have been coated with Kenny's cum. "Will you lick me?" She asked. I hesitated because I knew Kenny's sperm was all over her. Let me put this in perspective.... I don't have any problem eating my own cum out of a woman's pussy, and I don't mind kissing a woman after she's sucked me off, but, to my knowledge I've never gone down on a woman after another man has fucked her. "Come on," she said, "You just had some of his cum in your mouth and you didn't die, did you? Look, if we hurry, you'll have enough time to lick me and then fuck me. And I really want you to cum inside me. He already told me he would lick me when he got back in here – he just won't know it's your cum, .....that is, until I tell him. Then later, we'll do a 3-way thing and you can both take me." "Well," I asked, "when are you going to tell him he ate my cum?" "I don't know," she said, "When the time is right. He told me once about a fantasy he had where he watched me fuck another man and then licked my pussy. Believe me, he's not going to complain, I'm pretty sure about that. What do you think, are you a big enough man to lick me now?" My only answer was that I started to take off my shirt. A huge grin took over her face. She reached for my jeans and they were undone and down my legs before I knew it. "Can I, umm..... sit on your face?" she asks. Lying down on the bed, I looked at her and smiled. That's one activity I really love - to have a woman grind her pussy on my face and honestly, I didn't care anymore that her pussy was filled with his cum. I only wanted her to place that darling vagina on my face. As her pussy hovered above me, I felt her hands lift my cock to her mouth and engulf my shaft into the wet warmth. As Kenny would say, "Fucking-A-Right." There were no shy pretenses here. She put me in her mouth and she was sucking me. The feel of her tiny mouth on my cock gave me a head rush – her sucking was that good. I reached up to spread her pussy open as she started to descend on my face. I caught a glimpse of globs of sperm starting to seep out of her vagina but before I could think about it, she was on me – her shaved pussy lips directly contacting my mouth. I pushed my tongue into her, reaching up inside her pussy as far as I could. She squirmed on top of me, humping my tongue and moving her pussy all over me. I knew my face would be a mess – covered with pussy juice and Kenny's cum, and I didn't even give it a second thought. While I was sucking her, I felt a big glob of cum roll into my mouth and that's about all it took to start to push me over the edge. I pushed her pussy up off my face and told her I was getting close. "Good," she said, "Now I want you to fuck me hard and cum inside of me." She got off and we swapped places. As I started to get between her legs she held out her arms and said "Kiss me." I was happy to oblige her and leaned down to her waiting lips. When I got close, she pulled me in and started to kiss and lick my face, cleaning up the wetness from my cheeks and chin. "Please," she gasped, "put it in me now." I moved around until my cock found her entrance and then I slipped it in. As I moved into her, I felt was the extreme tightness and warmth. "Just lay here for a minute," she said. As I lay on top of her, she started to squeeze her PC muscles and I felt her contract on my cock. Fuck she was tight and squeezing me, too. She started to whisper in my ear, maybe it was just sex or fantasy talk, but the things she said caused me to start a pattern of slow and deep thrusting. "Oh, this is nice. Come on, fuck me," she said, "Oh, that is sooooo nice. Oh, yeah. Come on baby, fuck me, fuck my pussy. Make yourself cum in me." I was humping her for all I was worth now, thrusting into her shaved beaver and looking down at her tits while I fucked. "When you get ready to cum," she said, "pull out a little bit and make sure you get a lot of cum on the outside. Oh, yeah. Cum on fuck me baby, let it go." I couldn't hold back any longer. When my cock started to squirt, it was like I had a gallon of cum in my nuts trying to get out. I couldn't control my thrusting and drove into her deeply, but, quickly pulled out and squeezed my cock over her lips, depositing several good size globs there. I held myself up, still between her legs, trying to catch my breath. I moved to get off of her and as I did, she rolled off the bed and stood next to me on the floor. Her fingers went right to her pussy again and she started to smear my sperm all over her vulva. Looking up at me she said "I don't want him to change his mind." Her fingers went deeply into her pussy and then she pulled them out and held them up to look at. There was no question that she was saturated with cum and her fingers had mixture of white and clear wetness. She licked her own fingers and then looked at me saying "Let's see if he'll keep HIS promise!" (... to be continued in chapter 6 soon) Spanking Kenny's Wife Ch. 06 As we walked through the mall, she crooked her arm into mine and I began to whisper, telling her how I wanted her to masturbate. I told her I wanted her to start by lowering her jeans to her knees the instant we got into the dressing room. She was to face me at all times, unless I told her differently. When I told her I might leave the dressing room door open a little, I heard her moan. "Are you wearing a bra?" I asked. "Of course." She answered. "If I don't, my nipples poke out too much." "Well, when I tell you, you're going to take off your sweatshirt and bra and put your bra in your purse. I think it's time we set your nipples free." I added. "Maybe there will be someone lurking close to the door." I said. "If there is, I might let them have a look at you. Please don't disappoint me if I do. Don't cover yourself. Just let them look. Okay?" Another gasp escaped from her lips as we walked. "Okay." She replied. I was trying to do everything I could to make her anxious and raise her excitement level. I knew talking about how she was going to masturbate for me would get her going, and exposing her to a stranger might be pushing her to the limit, but she didn't say 'No' to any of it. "Then once I tell you," I continued, "you'll remove your jeans and start to touch yourself over your panties. I want you to get those pink bikinis really wet for me, Jan. I want them saturated with your pussy juice. I bet you can guess why, huh? Because you're going to give me those panties - that's why." My excitement was causing my cock to poke against my own jeans and when I told her I had a hard-on she pulled me into the next store we came upon. Fortunately for us, it was one of those boutiques catering to young women and there were many racks and stands set up with trendy things for sale. Looking towards the back, I saw a display of bras and panties and immediately made a bee line directly to them, pulling her with me. As Jan and I stood in front of the lingerie display, a young woman, perhaps no more than nineteen or twenty years old, approached us asking if she could help us find anything. This was an opportunity I couldn't pass up. "Uh, yes." I answered quickly. "We're looking for bras and panties that are really sheer and sexy..... you know, something that doesn't leave anything to the imagination..... something for a very special occasion." "Oh, how nice." The young woman remarked. "Like an anniversary or birthday or something?" She asked. "No," I answered in a quite matter of fact tone, "actually, she's going to be spanked." I thought Jan was going to pass out. She turned white as a ghost and I heard her gasp when I said the words, but she didn't say anything. The young sales woman looked at Jan, then back to me and laughed. "Well, I've never heard that one before. That's funny!" "It's no joke." I replied. "She going to be spanked tonight and I want her to look sexy for the pictures. This is all she's going to wear.... well, at least until the spanking starts." The young sales woman was obviously taken by surprise with my answer. She looked at Jan and asked, "He's kidding, right? "No, believe me, he's not kidding at all." Jan answered. "Oh, wow!" The sales woman said softly. "You mean, you're really here to buy lingerie to get spanked in?" Jan looked at me and then back at the sales woman and answered, "That's right." "And this is all you get to wear?" The sales woman asked. "Just bra and panties?" I interrupted them and emphasized the point that Jan would start her spanking wearing only bra and panties. But, the way I said it, I tried to insinuate that the bra and panties would be removed leaving her naked for her spanking. To her credit, Jan just stood there and went along with my ruse. I went on to tell the young woman that tonight was 'Spanking Night' and I wanted her to feel beautiful. Then I asked, "So, do you have something sheer and sexy?" The sales woman seemed to be at a loss for words. She looked around the store and then turned back to Jan and I. "Look," she said, "I want to help you find just the perfect outfit, but I have other customers. Can you come back in about forty-five minutes? I'll be closing the store up then, but once I get everyone out, I'll be able to spend as much time as it takes to help you find exactly what you want." I looked at Jan, trying to judge her reaction. But before either Jan or I could say anything else, the young woman turned to Jan and said, "Hey, I'm really intrigued and would love to help you find what you want. I think I have something new in the back that just came in. It's not on display yet, but I want you to see it. I think it's exactly what you're looking for. And, maybe you could tell me some more about.... uh, you know..... spanking." That clinched it for me. "Sure," I answered, "we'll come back right as you close and if you've got something special you think is what we're looking for, that would be wonderful. You're curious about sensual spankings, are you?" "Uh, well," she stuttered, "I guess it's something I've thought about. This is kind of embarrassing," she said, glancing around quickly, "but, if you don't mind, I would love to talk to you about it." "We understand completely." I replied. "It's a deeply personal and intimate thing to talk about, for sure. We'll come back in a while and maybe we can help each other out." With that, I took Jan by the hand and led her out of the store. When we got out to the mall walkway, she turned to me and asked, "Just what the hell was that all about? Come on, we're leaving." "Oh, not on your life, my dear." I answered, laughing. "Your own husband told you to masturbate for me before we left the mall and you told him you would. Plus, if you remember correctly you told me you would do anything I asked you to do. So, maybe we'll just find a place to have dinner here in the mall and then we'll go back and see the new lingerie she has." "Oh, come on." She begged, tugging me to a stop. "Isn't it enough that you have me all to yourself until Kenny gets home? Come on, let's just go. I'll take my clothes off in the car and you can watch me masturbate there. Hell, I'll even throw in a blow job, too." I could see the despair in her eyes as I turned to look at her. "Jan, do you remember the night I spanked you? Do you remember how I looked after you and protected you? Do you remember how much you enjoyed it and how exciting it was for you? Do you remember how you had to trust me that night to make everything wonderful for you?" "Yes, of course I remember." She replied. "Okay then," I continued, "I want you to trust me like that again. Don't try to analyze it or second guess me on this. Let's go get something to eat and then we'll go back to the store. One way or the other, I'm going to get you in a dressing room and you're going to get naked for me, touch your pussy and make your self cum. I'll keep everything else under control. Okay?" "Damn you." She mumbled, as she took my arm and led me back to the food court where she had her coffee. We decided on Chinese food once we got to the food court. The line was short and we found a place to sit where we could talk without anyone overhearing us. After a few minutes of casual conversation, she finally asked me what I had planned for her once we got back to the store. "Nothing more than we agreed," I said, "with one or two exceptions." "And what would those exceptions be?" Jan asked. "Well, first," I answered, "it sounds like that woman has some questions or wants to talk about spanking. So, let's do that. She doesn't know our names or anything. What harm could it do? Let's just see what's on her mind. Remember," I added, "there was a time when you were curious, too." "Okay," Jan agreed, "but I don't want you volunteering to spank her or anything like that. And absolutely no touching her! You're supposed to be with me. That's not too much to ask, is it?" "I see what you're getting at, Jan. But, you needn't worry; the thought never crossed my mind." I replied. "Thank you," she said, smiling, "so what's the other exception?" "I might want to give you a little warm-up spanking in the dressing room." I said as I reached for my fortune cookie. "Well, shit! Don't you think she'll hear that?" She asked. "Think about it, Jan." I reasoned. "If we're the only ones in the whole damn store, she's probably going to hear us talking in there anyway..... even if we whisper. She'll probably hear you taking off your clothes and masturbating. Let's just play it by ear and if I decide to do it, I hope you'll be brave enough to put yourself in my hands and trust me." I handed her a fortune cookie and smiled. She smirked as she took the cookie from my hand, cracked it and pulled out her fortune. "Well," she said, "that makes sense." Jan handed me the piece of paper from inside her fortune cookie. I laughed to myself as I read: "Something exciting will happen very soon." After we finished eating, I looked at my watch and told her we had to start making our way back to the store. As we walked, I asked her if she was nervous. "A little," she confessed, "but, more excited than anything else. I know you're going to see me naked in a few minutes. I hope you don't embarrass me too much." "Just trust me." I replied. "I promise you won't regret it." As we approached the store, the young sales woman was holding the glass door open and ushering her last customers out. Looking up, she saw us and smiled. "I'm glad you came back," she said, "come on in. Give me one second to lock the door and I'll be right with you." Some of the lights in the front of the store had been turned off, but it wasn't dark. I led Jan to the back of the store where the lingerie was on display and I started looking through the panties as Jan stood next to me. After a short second, the sales woman joined us. "Okay," she said, "we're locked in now. By the way, my name is Susan. It's nice to meet you." Jan and I introduced ourselves and we chatted for a few seconds. "So," Susan continued, "you're looking for a sexy bra and panty set. Something sheer and see through, right?" "Exactly." I answered. "Can I be completely frank with you?" I asked. "Sure," Susan replied. "Alright, then." I continued. "I want a bra that shows her breasts and nipples clearly, and some panties that will show her vagina from the front and the back." Susan looked at me curiously. "From the back?" She asked. "Yes, once she's in position for her spanking," I explained, "I want to be able to see how her vagina is reacting before I remove her panties." Both Susan and I looked at Jan. She was standing there bravely, but I could see how flushed she was, especially her cheeks, which looked like they were on fire. "Jan has incredible nipples," I added, "and a beautiful pussy, I just want to take advantage of that with the pictures." Now Susan was blushing, too. "I see." Susan said. "I may have just the perfect outfit. Hold on a minute and I'll be right back." With that, Susan left us and disappeared through a door. I took a few steps toward Jan and reached down to unbutton her jeans. She made no move to stop me or step back, so once I had them unbuttoned, I wormed my hand down into her jeans and cupped her pussy in the palm of my hand. I immediately felt the heat radiating from her pussy and as I started to move my fingers up and down per panty covered slit, I could easily feel that she was sopping wet. I told her to spread her feet, so she reached up and steadied herself by grabbing my shoulder and then shuffled her feet apart. I pressed my fingers further into her furrow, forcing the fabric of her panties deeper into her labia and then began to trace her slit up and down as she leaned against me. "She'll be back soon." Jan whispered. "You better take your hand out now." "Something tells me she won't mind seeing my hand down inside your pants." I replied. "Besides, it feels good and I love touching you like this. Just relax and act like it's no big deal. Close your eyes for a minute and concentrate on what my finger is doing." She accepted what I said and I pulled her into a close hug, one hand softly rubbing her back and the other hand stroking her luscious pussy through her panties. I closed my eyes, too, just enjoying it and waiting for Susan to walk through the door. The sound of the door opening startled us, and Jan instinctively tried to pull away, but I held her close to me and continued to stroke her up and down between her pussy lips. As the sound of Susan's footsteps grew closer, I felt Jan's heart rate quicken and she started to pant. Then before I knew it, Susan was standing there -- no more than three feet from us looking directly at what my hand was doing inside Jan's jeans. Without acting the least bit different, I looked at Susan and asked if she found what she was looking for. Susan was visibly shocked, and she stuttered a bit as she held up a handful of colorful bras and panties, saying, "I thought these, uh, might be along the lines of what you're looking for." I boldly withdrew my hand from Jan's jeans and reached out to examine the items Susan was holding in front of me. I could easily see Jan's vaginal secretions on my fingers, and as I reached out and touched the lingerie Susan was holding, both Jan and Susan were totally silent. "Let me see just the white ones." I said, pushing my hand back down into Jan's jeans and resuming my ministrations on the outside of Jan's panties. "The pastels are nice, but, the white ones will be easier to see through." Susan eyes followed my hand as it snaked down into Jan's crotch. As she separated the white bra and panties from the colored ones, I withdrew my hand and made an obvious motion against Jan's stomach and then pushed my hand down inside her panties and curled my middle finger so it slipped right into her wet pussy. "Spread your feet a little more." I said to Jan. When she hesitated, I said, "Come on, you know you want me to do this. Spread your feet some more so I can get my finger up into you further." "Oh, Gawd." Jan moaned as she spread her feet further and buried her face into my chest to hide her embarrassment. I began to alternate rubbing up and down her slit, slipping my finger part way into her tight vagina when I was at the bottom, and diddling her clit when I was at the top. Jan was almost shaking, but she shuffled her feet even further apart without me asking so I could get one finger well up inside her vagina. Susan's eyes were huge and she was breathing heavy herself as she watched me. "Susan," I said, trying to get her attention, "hold each of those up for me one at a time so I can look at them, would you?" Without speaking, she held up the first item, a sheer, white see through bra. As I looked at the bra, Susan was staring at my hand as it worked inside Jan's panties. Looking at the bra, and imagining how she would look wearing it, I began to concentrate my finger on Jan's clit, which brought an immediate reaction from Jan. She started to wheeze and hump herself against my hand and I realized I might be able to make her cum -- right in front of Susan. "Do you have matching panties to go with that bra?" I asked Susan. As if in a trance, Susan held up the matching panties for me to see, still not taking her eyes off what I was doing down inside Jan's panties. I increased my pressure against Jan's bud, first circling around it and then applying direct pressure as I went around and around. Jan was noticeably panting by now, grasping at my shirt and pulling her face tightly into my chest. Bending my head down, I whispered to Jan just loud enough for Susan to hear, asking "Do you want me to make you cum?" Jan didn't answer me, so I stopped fingering her and started to pull my hand out of her panties. "Do you want me to stop, Jan?" I asked. "No." Jan answered softly. "Don't stop." "Well, I need to you push your jeans down a little bit, then." I replied to Jan. "Please, no," she begged, "don't make me do that in front of her." "If you don't want me to stop, you're going to have to push them down a few inches. Not all the way, Jan, but I need some more room." I explained. I felt Jan shift, lifting her head from my chest and moving her hands to the top of her jeans. When they didn't budge, I felt her pull the zipper down and then push her jeans down an inch or two. "More." I said. "A few more inches." Jan shuddered as her hands moved to her waist and pushed her jeans down below her hips, completely exposing the front of her pink panties and my hand inside them. She buried her face back into my chest and I used my hand to work the front of her panties down as much as I could. Then, once again, I slipped my hand down between her legs until I could easily slip two fingers into her pussy hole. "Relax now," I whispered to Jan, "concentrate on my fingers and let it happen. Block out everything else and just feel me touching you. Think about how excited you're husband is going to be when you tell him about this," I told her, "think about how hard his cock is going to be when you tell him I fingered you to orgasm in the middle of a store." I went back to diddling Jan's clit, flicking it up and down in exaggerated motions. Susan was no longer holding up the sheer panties for me to look at, instead she was openly staring at Jan's partially exposed pussy and my fingers masturbating her. The look on Susan's face was priceless; her eyes were big and her lips were parted as she tried to breathe without making too much noise. She looked up at me and I saw her blush as her eyes darted away from mine, but she sheepishly looked back at me and I smiled at her, encouraging her to watch as I brought Jan closer and closer to her climax. "I know you're getting close." I whispered to Jan. "It's okay to cum when you're ready." Susan was almost comatose by now. Each of her hands hung limp at her sides holding the bras and panties she was going to show us. Poor Jan was well past the point where she cared about anything besides cuming. Just as she did the night I stripped, fingered and spanked her in front of her husband, she willingly went along with what ever I said. I knew I had to bring her off quick if I had any chance of getting her into the dressing room and having her undress for me. So, I went in for the kill; wrenching my fingers up into her and pressing down on her g-spot. As soon as I touched her spot, she thrust herself against my hand and bucked wildly as I massaged her there. "Oh, fuck!" She groaned. "You're going to make me cum!" "Aaaaahhhhh!" She exclaimed. "I'm cuming. I'm cuming." I felt a sudden rush of warm wetness flow over my hand. Jan was grunting and bucking as I fought to keep my fingers in place inside her pussy, but she started to collapse as her orgasm overtook her and I had no choice but to pull my hand out of her panties and hold her to me. Jan's chest was heaving, and she was gasping for air as her body shuttered against mine. I wrapped both arms tightly around her and held her until she quieted down and stopped shaking. As I held Jan to me, Susan and I exchanged glances. Susan's jaw was open and it was clear that the exhibition she just witnessed not only took her breath away, but she was in awe of Jan's performance. Holding Jan steady, I came up with one last idea to further test Jan's trust and her resolve to do whatever I asked. "Are you okay?" I whispered into Jan's ear. "Can you stand on your own for a minute?" "Uh huh," she said softly as she nodded her head up and down, "I think so." I took a step back from Jan and she looked up at me. "Stay right where you are for a minute," I instructed, "Don't move." Then I bent down in front of her and pulled her jeans down to her knees. Instinctively, her hands reached down to pull them up, but I simply said "No" and she let go. Spanking Kenny's Wife Ch. 06 I couldn't believe what I saw between her legs. Her panties were literally soaked. The inside of her thighs had small moisture droplets all over them and her jeans were visibly wet. I scooted a little to the side and looked up at the young sales woman. "Look at this," I said to Susan, "everything is soaked." Susan kneeled down next to me and the two of us peered inside Jan's jeans and inspected her thighs and panties. After a second, Susan smiled and looked up at Jan and then over to me. "She squirted," Susan said, pointing to the wet marks inside Jan's jeans and the clear droplets on her thighs, "see, it's everywhere." Jan's hands immediately covered her face in total embarrassment. But, as we kneeled in front of her looking at the shiny moisture, I put the final touch to Jan's humiliation by placing my fingers in the waistband of her panties and pulling them down. Jan never made a move to stop me or turn away. She stood perfectly still as I exposed her bare vagina to Susan. Jan even remained still as I reached up with both my hands to part her engorged lips, allowing us to see the pinkness buried inside her pussy and her cute little clit, which was still poking out of its protective hood. I wanted so much to thrust my finger up into Jan's pussy while Susan had such a close view, but I decided Jan had been through enough for now. I was just about to raise Jan's panties when I saw Susan's hand make a move toward the wet vagina in front of us. I turned to look at Susan and she pulled her hand back. I nodded to her and smiled, hoping she would raise her hand to Jan's pussy again. She must have read my mind because she raised her finger confidently, ran it up between Jan's pussy lips and wiggled her clit with her fingertip. Jan gasped when she felt Susan's touch, but she didn't back away. "She's sopping wet," Susan said, "does she squirt like this all the time?" Susan and I both looked up to Jan's face. She was peeking down at us through her hands, partially hiding herself, but still leaving enough room for her to see what we were doing. I spread her lips further -- as far as I could, now exposing her wet vagina as much as possible. I waited to see what Susan was going to do next, but when she lowered her hand and bent in closer to look up inside Jan's pussy, I held her lips open and smiled up to Jan. "She's definitely got a beautiful pussy." Susan said. "Her lips are perfectly shaped and such a tight looking hole." I had to make a decision to cut this short so I could move Jan into the dressing room for the next phase of her exposure. I was starting to be conscious of the time because I desperately wanted to get her back to her house so I could slide my cock into that Grade-A pussymeat. I leaned over to Susan and asked her to pull Jan's panties up. Susan giggled a bit and then reached out to grasp the waistband of Jan's panties and tugged them up. As Susan stood, she pulled them into place and then ran her hand down the front of Jan's panties and pressed her hand up into Jan's snatch and began rubbing. If I would have let this continue, I can almost bet one of them would end up sucking the other's pussy, but my throbbing cock took control and as I reached out to pull Jan's wet jeans up her legs, Susan dropped her hand and took a step back. Not wanting to waste another second, I kissed Jan on the cheek, took her hand and led her to the dressing room. When Jan figured out where we were going, she turned to me and pleaded for me to take her home, saying, "You still want me to masturbate for you? After all of that? Haven't you seen enough?" I leaned in close to Jan and whispered softly into her ear, making sure I was soft enough that Susan couldn't hear me. "Jan, do you honestly want me to stop? If this is unbearable for you or if you're not getting off on it, tell me now and we'll leave here immediately. But, I've got this feeling you really don't want me to stop." She whispered back to me, softly telling me she didn't want me to stop. "Okay then," I replied, "just do what I say and let yourself get into it. Don't be afraid to be nasty. This is a once in a lifetime chance, Jan. You've got the store all to yourself, and Susan is definitely interested in seeing more. Right here and right now you can realize your dream of being naked in front of someone." "But, she's a.... uh, a woman." Jan whispered. "What does that matter? She's hot for you," I answered, "you're turning her on. I bet you've made her wet as hell. Plus, she's here and she's interested. Let yourself be a slut for thirty minutes, Jan. Then, I'll take you home, warm your butt with a nice spanking and you can ride my cock for an hour before I fill your pussy with cum." I could see her thinking about it. Her eyes shifted back and forth between me and Susan as she considered what she wanted to do. "What do you say?" I asked. She nodded her head and I squeezed her hand to praise her decision. Then turning to look at Susan, I said "Okay if we try some things on?" Susan quickly agreed and walked to us holding the bras and panties. I turned to Jan, pointed to the dressing room and told her to go ahead. "Don't close the door," I added. When Jan turned to walk over to the dressing room, I handed my cell phone to Susan and showed her how to use the camera function. "Take as many pictures as you can, would you?" I asked. "All this is like a fantasy come true for her and I want as many pictures as possible." When Jan got to the dressing room, she took two or three steps inside and then turned to face me. As I walked toward her, she undid her jeans and pushed them down to her knees. "Very good." I said. Then sitting on the bench in the dressing room, I pulled her over to me, turned her toward Susan and made her stand between my knees. As Susan took pictures, I ran my hands all over Jan's ass and between her legs. "Take off your sweatshirt and your bra now," I instructed, "I want to see how hard your nipples are." She obeyed me perfectly, and looking directly at Susan and into the camera, she pulled her sweatshirt off and shook her hair loose. Dropping the sweatshirt on the floor, she reached behind and unclasped her bra and let it slide down her arms. Reaching up, I touched one of her tiny nipples and rolled it between my thumb and forefinger. Glancing up at Jan's face, I could see her eyes were closed and her head was starting to drift back. "You okay?" I asked. "Hmm, yes." Jan answered. "That feels nice." "Good," I replied, "now step out of your jeans and spread you feet so I can finger you." She did as I requested, spreading her feet enough for me to easily feel her up between her legs. I wasted no time and used both hands in examining her, front and back through her moist panties. I wasn't rough with her, but I wasn't soft and gentle, either. She moaned and swayed as I felt every millimeter of her. I creased her panties up into her butt crack and massaged her ass hole as my other hand felt her pussy. She was gloriously wet and the squishy sounds of her moisture echoed inside the dressing room. "Lower your panties for me now, Jan," I asked, "not all the way, just down to your knees." Again, she did as I asked and then spread her feet as wide as she could. I immediately pushed two fingers up into her pussy and started to move them in and out. I stopped every now and then to diddle her clit, but I didn't linger there long because I didn't want her to cum so soon after her wet explosion. Susan was taking picture after picture and it wasn't long before Jan was gasping and moaning. I made a conscious effort to lighten my touch so I wouldn't make her cum, but she seemed to be giving all the signs that she was getting closer and closer. It finally got to the point where I knew I had to stop touching her but I didn't want her to cool down. "Jan, take your panties off now and hand them to Susan," I said, "then get down on your knees in front of me." Jan looked at me, silently questioning my request. But when I lifted my eyebrows, she pushed her panties down, stepped out of them and handed them to Susan without any discussion. As she got down on her knees in front of me, I unbuttoned my jeans, pushed my underwear down and told her to suck me. I didn't have to ask her again; she grabbed my pole and began licking and sucking my cock head like there was no tomorrow. "Turn your body toward Susan," I told her, "and open your legs so she can see your pussy while you suck me. Put your fingers down there and touch yourself, but don't make yourself cum. All I want you to do is open yourself up so Susan can see how wet you are and how pretty your pussy is." I didn't take into consideration what Susan might do or what her state of arousal was, but when Jan repositioned herself, opened her legs and started touching her pussy, Susan couldn't take it anymore. She raised Jan panties to her nose and inhaled them deeply. The next thing I knew, Susan set my cell phone down, walked right up next to Jan and kneeled down next to her. I watched in amazement as Susan reached over to grab one of Jan's nipples with one hand, and reached toward Jan's pussy with the other. Jan's mouth pulled off my cock and she looked over at Susan. "Oh, Gawd that's nice!" Jan exclaimed. Then as I watched, Jan took Susan's hand and guided it to her pussy opening and held it there. Susan got the message and began to piston two fingers in and out of Jan's pussy and I realized at that point she was going to make Jan cum again -- probably soon, too. Susan obviously knew what she was doing -- I could tell because Jan lost interest in the blow job she was giving me. Her eyes were focused directly on Susan and she started thrusting her hips up and back as Susan's fingers moved in and out of her. I was just about to put an end their sapphic encounter when Jan moaned, "Oh Fuck!". "Come on baby," Susan said, "cum for me..... cum on my fingers." And that's exactly what Jan did. She convulsed and used my cock as a handle to keep herself upright as her orgasm began to sweep over her. It was an amazing thing watching the two of them silently communicate as Susan brought Jan off. I could only lean back and watch the spectacle unfold in front of me. When Jan finished convulsing, she let go of my cock and put her hands on the floor for support as she caught her breath. Susan looked at me and smiled as she raised Jan's panties to her nose again. I smiled back and asked Susan if she would like to keep Jan's panties. "Oh, I would love to," Susan said, "if that's okay with you, Jan." Jan looked up from her resting position and nodded her head. She looked so worn out; her tiny body covered with perspiration and the remnants of a sexual flush on her chest and back. I pulled her over to me and let her rest her head on my lap while I stroked her hair and comforted her. Turning my head to Susan, I asked if she had some bottled water or a soft drink to help Jan cool down. She told me there was some bottled water in the break room and when she left us to get it, I pulled Jan up, wrapped my arms around her and hugged her gently. "Tell me, Jan" I began, "that wasn't the first time another woman has touched you there, is it?" "No," she said, "in college there were a few girls who...... you know." "You liked it, though, didn't you? Being exposed and opened up, I mean..... and when she touched you?" I asked. "Uh huh," she said, "it felt really good. She knew exactly how to touch me. It's kind of weird because I feel some kind of connection with her. I'm not sure what it is." "I gave her your panties." I said. "I thought you were going to take them for yourself," Jan answered, "but I can give you all the panties you want. I have to admit, though, it's kind of a turn on knowing someone else wanted my panties. You think she'll use them to masturbate, too?" "Oh, I'm sure of it." I replied. About that time, Susan returned with some bottled water for Jan, and as she handed it to her, I tucked my cock back into my underwear, fastened my pants and sat down again on the bench in the dressing room. "Hey," I asked Susan, "where's those bras and panties we were looking at?" In just a few short seconds, Susan handed me the lingerie she found in the back room. I sorted through them and found the sheerest pair of white panties she had and the bra that matched. "We'll take 'em." I said, pulling the tags off. "These are perfect spanking panties," I added, "Let me show you......" As Jan took a drink of her water, I reached out to gently stroke her butt and said "Come stand in front of me, Jan. Let's get you ready to be spanked." When Jan moved in front of me, I held out the panties for her to step into. Steadying herself on my shoulder, she stepped into the panties and I settled them onto her hips. Using my hands, I smoothed them out, feeling between her legs more than I actually needed to. Then I proceeded to position Jan in front of Susan and spoke. "Spanking panties need to be sheer for three reasons." I began. "First, you want to give the illusion that the person being spanked is going to be able to maintain some level of modesty. As you can see, these panties won't really provide any modesty at all, but the illusion of it will heighten everyone's excitement -- especially the person being spanked. Secondly," I continued, "the sheer panties will allow any onlookers to see her vagina and see that she's shaved, which is very important. Part of the excitement associated with a sexual spanking is the exposing of the person being spanked. Being spanked can be a humiliating experience and when you add the embarrassment of being exposed on top of the humiliation, the apprehension and excitement level of everyone will increase. Jan will have to shave herself bare before she gets her real spanking tonight. The two week growth she has on her pussy right now isn't acceptable for a spanking, and she knows that." "Then lastly," I said, "the sheer panties play a huge part in telling me when it's time to start the actual spanking. Here..... maybe I better let you see for yourself." I moved Jan into position and helped her down onto my lap facing the door of the dressing room where Susan was standing, but as Jan got into position, the mirrors on the dressing room wall gave Susan a perfect view of Jan's bottom as I moved her into position. "The idea here," I began again, "is that you let her keep her panties on for a while. Then you make her spread her legs like this...." I used my hands to widen Jan's stance, lightly tapping the inside of her thighs to get her to move her knees apart until I was satisfied she would be on display enough. "Once she's spread open, pull the panties tight across her butt and across her pussy lips. Then, all you have to do is look down and you'll have a perfect view of her pussy. Ideally," I continued, "you don't want to start your spanking until you can see she's wet, and that's where the sheer panties come in. You can have her lay over your knees as long as you want..... you can touch her, stroke her, even masturbate her until she's visibly wet. My personal preference is to use a combination of touching and stroking to increase their excitement until I can see she's wet. Then, you can lower her panties to just below her pussy and begin the spanking. It's important that you pull down her panties enough to expose her pussy. That way, you can slip your fingers in her while you're giving her a rest between swats." Then, without giving Jan any warning, I raised my hand and slapped her butt cheek smartly. Jan wasn't expecting it and she jumped as she felt the sting. But as soon as I smacked her, I pushed two fingers into her vagina and started rubbing her g-spot. Almost immediately, you could see a perfect imprint of my hand and fingers on her bottom. "Did you see how startled she was?" I asked Susan. "Yes." She answered. "But notice how still she is now. That's because my fingers are massaging her g-spot and she likes the way it feels." I explained. "She's willing to have more swats, too, because she knows I'm going to play with her pussy each time I stop the swats. Jan also knows that if she's a good girl I'll eventually make her cum and when I do, she's going to literally explode with a very powerful climax. So even if someone else is watching, she's willing to accept the humiliation and embarrassment of being exposed, fingered and spanked because she knows her orgasm is going to be phenomenal." I pulled my fingers out of Jan's vagina and slapped her other cheek -- this time twice in rapid succession. Again, it startled Jan and she flinched because of the sting. But as before, I immediately dipped my fingers into her pussy and used my thumb, as well, to diddle her clit. "Ooooohhhhhh." Jan moaned. I let her enjoy my fingers as I masturbated her for about two minutes, then I withdrew my fingers and slapped the first cheek two more times. As Susan and I watched both of her butt cheeks turn red, I noticed how flush Susan looked. I would have loved to reach into Susan's panties and check her wetness, but I remembered the promise I made to Jan earlier and kept my hands to myself. I didn't want to give Jan many more swats because I knew she was going to get some good ones later tonight. I initially just wanted to tease her a little and of course, have a reason to expose her. The luck we had in meeting Susan had worked to the benefit of all of us, but, noticing the way Susan was reacting, I couldn't help but ask if she wanted to give Jan a few swats, herself. "Do you mean that?" Susan asked. "That would be great! I would love to." She exclaimed. I brushed my fingers up and down through Jan's labia and stroked her clit for a few seconds. As I did, I noticed she had become considerably wetter after my offer to let Susan spank her. I asked Jan to get up and I helped her pull herself off my lap and stand next to me. The look in Jan's eyes told me she was excited and I gave her an understanding smile. She gave me a small grin in return and as I hugged her, I whispered in her ear - telling her to be a good girl and do as she was told. Then, I sat Susan down on the bench. As Jan started to bend down over Susan's lap, I stopped her and told her to take her panties off, saying, "I think we can dispense with the panties this time. Perhaps having her totally naked would give us better access." With that, I pulled Jan's panties the rest of the way off and put them in my pocket. Moving her around, I helped Jan get into position over Susan's lap. Copying me, Susan used her hand to tap the inside of Jan's thighs to get her to open up her stance. Without the restrictions of the panties around her, Jan really spread her legs apart; so much so that her pussy lips pulled apart and Susan and I could see the slippery pink entrance between her smaller lips. I surprised Jan when I kneeled down next to her and kissed her lips softly. "Enjoy this," I said, "I'm going to help you along if I can." As Jan closed her eyes, I wormed my hand between Jan's belly and Susan's lap and then trailed it down between Jan's legs until I was comfortably cradling her sopping wet pussy in my hand. Looking up at Susan, I mouthed the words "Four swats only" and nodding my head, I gave her the signal that she could begin. When I saw Susan's hand raise in preparation for the first swat, I pressed my finger directly on top of Jan's clitoris and wiggled it around. "Smack!" Jan felt the affects of my finger just as she felt the sting of Susan's hand as it slapped her bottom. "Oh, fuck!" Jan moaned. I was sure she wasn't in pain as Susan's swat wasn't anywhere as forceful as mine, but instead Jan was reacting to the sweet and sour sensation of being spanked and masturbated at the same time. She proved me right by rubbing herself against my fingers and trying to increase the pressure on her clit. Spanking Kenny's Wife Ch. 06 Susan surprised both of us when she slipped two of her own fingers inside Jan's open pussy and when she found Jan's g-spot, Jan let out a scream that told us she liked what we were doing. "Oh, fuck yes!" Jan screamed. "Right there.... that's it." While Susan massaged her pleasure gland, I stroked Jan's clit and in a matter of moments, we had Jan panting and moaning saying "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Susan looked at me and I nodded again. As she pulled her fingers out of Jan's pussy and raised her hand for another swat, I pinched Jan's clit between my fingers and twisted her clit lightly. "Smack!" As soon as Susan's hand hit Jan's bottom, she slid her fingers back into Jan's waiting pussy and pressed into her G-spot again. Jan started huffing and puffing and I began to worry that she might hyperventilate on us, but Susan pulled her fingers out and gave Jan another swat, this one noticeably harder. "Smack!" "Oh!" Jan groaned. I watched as Jan's back flattened out and her bottom turned up, signaling her readiness to receive Susan's fingers inside her pussy. Susan didn't disappoint her and in a matter of a second after delivering the swat, Susan's fingers were nestled deeply in Jan's vagina rubbing her girl spot. Jan was sweating now..... little beads of perspiration appearing on her forehead and a light sheen of sweat on her back. I started to worry that we were going too far and I looked up to Susan and told her "One more, that's all." Susan nodded, but kept her kept her fingers inside of Jan for a couple of minutes, rubbing her g-spot while I rubbed her clit. Looking down at Jan, her eyes were squinting, her mouth was open and she was breathing heavy. Then, Jan started to shake and moan, going from low pitch to high pitch crying: "Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh." Susan yanked her hand out of Jan's vagina and delivered one last swat. "Smack!" As soon as Susan's hand made contact with Jan's butt cheek, her fingers dived right back into her pussy and started rubbing her g-spot. Seeing Susan's fingers slip back inside, I started tapping Jan's clit with my finger, something Kenny told me was guaranteed to make her cum. And he was one hundred percent right. The second I started tapping, Jan went off like a rocket, holding her breath, bucking and thrashing all over Susan's lap. I almost expected her to fall onto the floor, but between the two of us, Susan and I kept her in place and let her thrash until her orgasm was over and she lay in a limp heap over Susan's lap. I removed may hand from between Jan's legs and Susan slowly pulled her fingers out of her pussy. "Oh My Gawd," Susan whispered. "That was incredible!" Jan was utterly and totally exhausted. She was covered with sweat and she was lying there trying to regain her breath. I leaned down to kiss her cheek and although she didn't open her eyes, she smiled, and that told me she was okay. We let Jan rest for a few minutes on Susan's lap. Neither Susan nor I said anything, but, Susan took advantage of the moment to enjoy the view of Jan's exposed, wet pussy. I watched as Susan slowly raised her fingers to her mouth and silently licked each one of them clean. When she was done, she looked at me and smiled. Knowing exactly how wonderful Jan tastes, I simply smiled back. Finally, I asked Susan to help me get Jan on her feet and once she was standing, I put my arms around her and held her. In the mirror, I could see the red marks on her buttocks from the swats she received, but what was most impressive was the wetness that was running down the inside of her thighs. As I held Jan, I asked Susan to pick up Jan's clothes from the floor and put them on the bench so I could dress her. "How much do I owe you for the lingerie?" I asked. ****** I walked Jan to her car when we left the mall. She looked worn out and exhausted. "Still want me to come over?" I asked. "Of course," Jan answered, "I'm sure I'll need help shaving..... and I still have to masturbate for you..... and you're supposed to spank me and fuck me...... and we still have to call Kenny tonight." "Okay." I replied. "Let me run by my place and pick up a few things and I'll see you in about forty five minutes." As she got into her car, I kissed her cheek and told her she was wonderful tonight. Then, before she closed the door I handed her a small piece of paper with Susan's phone number and the words "Call me anytime."