Cynthia knocked on the door in just a couple of minutes after her mom had
called to say she was sending her down. Ruth is a paraplegic and can't
discipline her daughter; so she asked me to spank her when necessary
some two years ago after the accident left her in a wheel chair. I had
been baby-sitting Cynthia at the time and said sure, thinking that Ruth
had meant it more of a threat to Cynthia than anything else. It was no
idle threat. Fourteen year old Cynthia was dressed in a button up dress,
knee socks and shoes. I told her that her mom had said that she was to
be given a sound spanking. She said she had heard. I told her to come
on to the bedroom, and she followed along. As I went to the closet to
get my robe I told Cynthia to get undressed and wait on me to come back.
When I came back into the room from putting on the bathrobe, Cynthia was
naked and sitting on the corner of the bed. I sat down and told her to
drape herself across my lap for the spanking. Cynthia moved over and
laid down across my lap with her head and chest resting on the bed and
her legs draped to the floor. Her young round bare bottom was squarely
situated over my legs. I started to rub her cheeks and told her that I
was going to have to warm her bottom good for the poor grades that she
had on the report card. She replied that she understood. I asked if
she was ready and she said that she was as ready as she could get for a
spanking. I raised my hand and brought it down onto her left cheek.
The resounding SMACK! vibrated through the room. Cynthia squirmed as
her globe wiggled from the spank, and showed the faintest pink. I
continued to spank her bottom from top to bottom. I alternated sides
and speed of my spanks so she could not tense up in anticipation. When I
had delivered about twenty-five spanks to each of her cheeks I stopped.
Cynthia was crying into the bedspread and her legs were kicking up and
down. She had lost any sense of modesty. I rubbed her now very pink
and warm bum to allow her to settle down. When she had quieted to a
sobbing state I told her that I was going to continue. Reaching down
I spread her legs apart so I could spank her thighs, and insure that
I could get to the inner thigh area. I noticed that her dark pubes
were damp already. Cynthia re-adjusted herself into a more comfortable
position and spread her legs wider. I began laying on my hand to her
thighs and bottom. Mixing up my spanking so she would never know if I
was going to spank her thigh or cheek. I spanked her inner thighs and
worked my spanking as high up on them as I could. I could feel the
wetness of her pubes when I spanked her upper thighs. Cynthia was
moaning and would flex her muscles with each spank. She was rubbing
her mound into my thigh by the time I had given her the thirty spanks
she had told me she deserved. I rubbed and massaged her bun and thighs
after the spanking, letting my fingers trace down the crack in her bottom
and brush her pubes. She sighed and moaned each time I got close to or
touched her puffy lips. I continued to massage her for some time and
finally told her she could roll over onto the bed if she wanted. Cynthia
moved across and laid down on the bed very gently as her now pink backside
came in contact with the cool satin bedspread. I stood and dropped the robe
and laid down beside her. Cynthia and I had been exploring her awakening
sexuality for about three months now; ever since I had observed her
masturbating after a spanking I had given her at her apartment. The
next week I had told Ruth when she called that I could not get away
because of a baking cake, but that she could send Cynthia down. Since
then I had given most of the spankings at my apartment. When Cynthia
came down that week I told her I had seen her masturbating. She was
very embarrassed to be found out. I told her it was normal to masturbate
and that many people found a spanking exciting in a sexual way. I assured
her that I would not tell her mother and offered to answer any questions
she had or whatever. She was giddy and started to ask a million questions.
I answered them truthfully and explained that I must still spank her when
her mom said she needed it, but that she could masturbate here afterwards
without fear of being in trouble. That evening she masturbated on the
bed alone and then got dressed and came out of the room. She hugged me
and told me thanks. I said it was no problem. From that evening we
have progress through me sitting beside her while she masturbated;
to her watching me masturbate; to us masturbating together on the bed;
to now when we mutually masturbate each other after a spanking. I gently
rub her shoulders and play with her budding breasts. Cynthia's nipples
are very large and sensitive, becoming like hard erasers at the first
caress. I cup her breasts and roll the nipples between my fingers.
Letting my hand flow down across her stomach to the to wisps of pubic
hair on her vulva. I stroke up and down the outside of the wet swollen
lips. Tracing the slit her outer lips open like a flower petal allowing
me to gently stroke the inner ones. I press a finger into her and move
it around. Her hymen is still intact and I never press my finger in
more than the second knuckle. While I work my finger in and out of her
tight pink puss my thumb massages her swollen clit in circles. She works
up to a cum in just a few minutes. Cynthia is playing with me at the same
time and slows down her actions when she gets close to cumming. After she
does and cools down she starts back up and fingers me until I have an
orgasm. We have kissed and sucked each others breasts and I have let her
use a small vibrator on me. She is wanting to use it on herself, but
I told her she should wait until she loses her virginity. I am just
crazy about getting the chance to eat her, but I have restrained myself.
Cynthia is hooked on spankings and has suggested to me that she could come
down for extra ones if I wanted. I am going to give her a special
Christmas spanking, and finger her off at the same time I am spanking her.
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