Melanie was about 5'6" tall with well proportioned, gorgeous legs, dark
hair and blue eyes, and milky white skin. Her small but well-proportioned
breasts made her very attractive to most men as did her tight little buttocks
over which she wore tight skirts, jeans, and shorts. One day, she was invited to
a party and decided that she was going to break a few hearts while she was
there. She put on a white, semi-sheer blouse with puffy sleeves, navy blue
shorts that came down to mid-thigh over white panties, and white, opaque hose
under those. She stood in front of her bedroom mirror admiring herself. She was
truly gorgeous. You could barely see the straps and cups of her bra through her
shirt. She applied her favorite perfume, just a touch, as she went out the door.
On the way to the party, she remembered that she had six overdue parking tickets
and that the transit dept at her University sent her mail telling her that she
would be towed away the next time she parked on campus. "Oh shit, " she thought,
"I better stop there on my way and see what can be done." She detoured over to
the Department of Parking and ran in quickly. The receptionist, an attractive
brunette in her late twenties with her hair in a bun and black, horn-rimmed
glasses was as rude as she was attractive. "I'm sorry, we don't make exceptions
for anyone. You have six tickets and that comes to $265. You will have to pay
$265 to clear your records." After several minutes of arguing, Melanie demanded
to see the woman's boss. The receptionist got up and disappeared through a door
behind her desk. She returned in a huff and said, "Mr. Boren will see you now."
Melanie went smugly through the door into the room. Her eyes swept the office
noticing a couch and end table on the far wall and a chair in front of a desk
directly opposite her. The man behind the desk was quite hand- some apparently
buried in paper work. He didn't even look up as he said, "I'm Chris Boren, can I
help you?" "Yes," said Melanie, "I have $265 in parking tickets and there is no
way I can pay them. Isn't there something that can be done?" "No, I am sorry
there isn..." Looking up briefly, Chris paused as the first thing he saw were
Melanie's beautiful legs. Continuing upwards along her body did not disappoint
him. This was a beautiful woman. In white stockings, no less, his favorite.
"Come over here and sit down and we'll discuss it. Your name is Melanie, right?"
"Yes," she replied. "Now Melanie, you realize the serious nature of what you
have done?" "Yes." Melanie sat down in front of him and crossed her legs. She
couldn't keep her shorts from pulling up and revealing the tops of her stockings
and a few inches of bare thigh above them. "Six parking tickets. $265. That's
quite a bit..." "I know. I am sorry. It just got out of hand." Melanie couldn't
help but notice that he was staring rather pointedly at her white, nyloned legs
and bare thighs. She recrossed her legs and blushed a little. It only seemed to
make him stare harder. "Well, Melanie, here is what I can do for you. I can
substitute the $265 in fines with something else..." "What?" said Melanie. "A
spanking," said Chris. Melanie couldn't believe her ears. A spanking? Was this
guy nuts? She hadn't been spanked in her entire life and wasn't about to start
now. She got and said, "Goodbye" and headed towards the door. He watched her
tight ass in blue shorts move toward the door. His voice stopped her, "Would you
like to go to school here next semester, Melanie?" "Never mind," she said, "I'll
just pay you the $265." "I'm afraid that won't due anymore. To clear your
record, you are simply going to have to submit to a spanking." "No way," she
said her knees beginning to shake. But de- spite her conscious revulsion she was
becoming rather excited at the prospect. He breath came in shallow draughts and
she could feel her pussy contract gently under her white panties. "Well, you
better consider another school then." Melanie stood wracked with indecision. If
she would've been more aware, she would've noticed how erect her nipples had
become but she was too frustrated by what was going on. After several seconds of
thought, she became resigned to her fate and went back and sat in the chair.
"Alright, you bastard, you win." Chris got up and went around his desk to stand
in front of her. Very slowly, he reached out a hand slid it along her white,
stockinged thigh. "You look gorgeous in white hose. How did you know they were
my favorite?" Melanie's only reply was to stiffen her body and look away. Chris
continued running his hands over her legs for several more minutes then said,
"Get up and go stand by the couch." Melanie stood up and crossed slowly to the
couch. "Take off your shoes." Melanie removed her flats as Chris crossed the
room and sat in the middle of the couch. "Now, Melanie, unbutton your shirt."
"Wait a fucking minute..." "Do it, Melanie, or you'll find out what a real
spanking is." Melanie fumed. With her eyes locked on his, she unbuttoned her
shirt. "Very good. Now hold it open so I can see your breasts." Melanie closed
her eyes and held her shirt wide open. Chris lovingly caressed her breasts with
his eyes, tracing the lines of her bra. God, he wanted to touch them. "What size
bra do you wear, Melanie? "32C," she whispered. "32C. God you're beautiful."
Melanie blushed at his words her chest turning crimson. "Unbutton your shorts."
"No, please..." Melanie whimpered. "Melanie, don't make me tell you again." She
moved her hands down to her shorts and unbuttoned and unzipped them leaving them
barely hanging on her curvaceous hips. "Lay down across my lap." Melanie moved
forward and lay with her waist at his hips. His hand moved under her chest
cupping her breasts. He gently massaged them under the bra. Then he slowly
pulled her blue shorts off of her panty clad ass until they were half way down
her shapely legs. Melanie begin crying. "Please, I don't want to do this. I'll
go to another school. Please let me go." Chris gently fondled her breasts
saying, "It's too late for that now, Melanie." He begin to run his hands over
the soft back of her thighs, up over the stocking edge and up the naked flesh
until he reached the bottom of the panties as she lay crying quietly on his lap.
Finally, he stopped. "Now I am going to spank you. Don't worry, I won't be too
rough on you." "Please, oh please, no...." Melanie tried to struggle but to know
no avail. She felt him pull down her hose to around the tops of knees and he
begin to gently squeeze her nipples through her bra. She wasn't ready for the
first swat and squealed out, "OW!" as his hand fell on her tight buttock. He
smacked first the right then the left, never too hard, but never too soft,
either. Occasionally he would let he hand fall and stay on the buttock gently
caressing the hot flesh. After fifteen swats or so, his hand roamed over both
buttocks. She could feel his dick rise and press into her belly. Despite her
self she became very hot. Her hands began rubbing his legs softly, but she was
also crying out of embarrassment at her own shameless lust. Chris paused. While
stroking her ass. "Well, we're halfway done. Now for the second half. Stand up,
Melanie." As Melanie stood, the blue shorts slid the rest of the way off of her
legs and onto the floor. She was facing away from him, quietly crying. "Take off
your shirt and bra," he commanded. And she followed his directions, pushing back
her shoulders and arms so her shirt fell on the floor and unsnapping her bra
from the front, letting it also fall to the floor. Now, she felt terribly naked,
standing only in sheer white panties and white stocking rolled down to her
knees. Suddenly she felt an hand on the top of the left stocking and it being
pulled all the way off her while another hand caressed her right thigh and down
over her calf. "God, you're beautiful," Chris Boren said. And he repeated the
process on her other leg. Then he stood up behind her and reach up to hold her
breasts. He kiss her neck as he caressed them then let his and wander over her
belly and down to the top of her panties. White the fingers of his right hand
gently played under the elastic, his left hand caress her cunt outside he
panties. He stood back and removed all of his own clothes while she just stood
there, feeling very naked and very vulnerable. Suddenly, she could feel his
hands on her again, only this time, as he pressed against her, she could feel
his naked skin against hers, his cock pressing into the top of a panty sheathed
buttock. He stroked her tits and tummy, pressing his hand over her cunt and
rubbing it outside the panties as he moved against her from behind. Melanie's
breath was short and ragged. "Please," she begged through her sobs, "isn't that
enough? I promise to be good from now on." "Not quite," Chris answered. "We got
another fifteen whacks or so. But we're not going to do them with these on," and
he grabbed either side of her panties and slowly pulled them down to her knees,
kissing her back then her hot buttocks as he pulled them down. "Lay back down on
my lap." As Melanie turned around she could see Chris sitting naked on the couch
with his hard dick standing straight up. He held out his hands and pulled her to
him, kissing her belly, wiping his tongue over the lower belly just above the
blond cunt hair, and caressing her beautiful, tanned buttocks and the tops of
her soft thighs. She was really hot now but tried not to show it. Despite
herself, she would occasionally wriggle in his arms and push against him. He
licked the top of her soft, blond pussy hair for the first time and then
stopped, saying abruptly, "Let's get on with it." He turned her around and
helped her lower herself back into place. Now with his cock poking directly into
her belly he started slapping her buttocks with his right hand while his left
strayed over her soft tits, pinching the nipples and squeezing the firm flesh.
Occasionally he would stop and caress her soft flesh moving his own hips as he
did so, pushing his dick into and over her soft tummy. Suddenly he felt her
shift her weight and soft hand reach between them and grasp his cock. He stopped
and kneaded her ass and tits, letting his right hand slipped down between her
legs. Suddenly he poked a finger into her cunt. Chris slowly slid his finger
inside her velvety soft flesh. It was then that Melanie noticed that she was
dripping wet. He slid his finger slowly over her for several minutes then begin
to gently massage her clitoris. Melanie slowly begin rubbing her- self against
him, pushing against him and squirming around on the couch. Her body pressed his
finger further into her as small moans began to escape her mouth. Meanwhile she
began stroking and squeezing his cock. Chris picked up the pace, gently
caressing her and smiling as he watched her squirming. "Yes. Yes," she panted.
"No. No," he returned, and he pulled her up, still grabbing his cock and turned
her around so her tits were on the couch and her ass in the air. He stood behind
her for a minute amazed at the view. She began stroking her won cunt and her
fell to the floor behind her and, hands on her waist, slowly slid into her, inch
by tight inch. "God!" she screamed, "That's fucking too much." Christ started
stroking her tits and rubbing her ass, his hands wandering all over her until
both reached a shuddering climax, Chris pumping his cum into her while she shook
and squirmed and pushed back against him to try to get more of his dick inside.
Both of them were too busy to notice that the door had been opened. "Mr. Boren!"
screamed the receptionist as she saw the two on the couch. They leaped to their
feet, both stark naked and stood at attention in from of Miss Andrews, the
receptionist. Boren's cock still throbbed and pumped cum for several seconds.
All three appeared frozen in their tracks for several seconds. Slowly, Melanie's
hand went back to Chris's cock and softly pumped it, white cum covering her
fingers. Chris grabbed her soft ass cheek and squeezed. "Well," he said to his
secretary, "are you going to just stand there or are you going to come in and
close the door. Nancy Richardson stepped into the room and quietly closed the
door behind her. She walked slowly up to Chris, her eyes wide open. "Mr. Boren!"
she exclaimed. "What on earth...?" But even as she spoke her long fingers
reached out and joined Melanie's around Chris's cock. Both the girl and the
woman gently stroked his cum-slick cock. Nancy's breathing came faster and she
felt Chris's hand on her ass. "Get rid of your clothes, Nancy, and we'll have an
office party." "Great! A party. I love parties," said Melanie, as she went to
Nancy and began unbuttoning her blouse. As Melanie took off Nancy's clothes,
Chris stood beside the girls and stroked, poked and kissed both of them. When
Nancy was down to her bra and panties, Melanie stopped, and Melanie and Chris
stood back to look at the lovely secretary. Chris, his cock wagging before him,
walked up to her and took off her glasses and then, his cock poking into her
belly, undid the back of her hair until her glorious black hair fell down around
her shoulders. "God! She's beautiful," exclaimed Melanie, who walked up to the
pair and hugged them both. Meanwhile, Nancy, who never said a word and
continually appeared to have a hard time breathing, had gently taken hold of
Chris's cock and softly stroked it as it pressed into her soft belly. Soon she
was rubbing her across her tummy and up and down as she began panting. Melanie
circled around behind her and undid her black lace bra and Chris hooked his
thumbs in her panties and slowly pulled them down, over her soft, tanned thighs,
down her calves and off her feet. As Nancy stepped out of them, Chris looked up
and saw her cunt lips slightly open. Melanie was hugging her and rubbing against
her from behind, and now let her hands caress Nancy's belly, and, finally, her
cunt. "Let's fuck," Melanie suggested. "No so fast," said Chris. "First Nancy
has to be taught not to walk into an office without knocking. I think she was
very bad. What do you think, Melanie?" "Bad. Bad," Melanie said gleefully,
jumping up and down on her little toes, her small titties wiggling up and down.
"Why don't you spank her, Melanie, since you just had some first hand
experience?" "Oh, no," said Nancy. But she stood still as if transfixed, her
tits slightly quivering with excitement. "Come over here," said Chris as he sat
back down on the couch. "Get down on your hands and knees and suck me off.
Melanie can spank you and teach you better manners." Nancy, slightly crying, got
down on her hands and knees and looked at Chris's large cock. She rubbed his
upper thighs up and down and Chris slid down on the couch and said, "Suck it,
cunt!" Hesitatingly, Nancy formed her mouth into a oval and took the head of his
cock into it. She sucked on the knob while rubbing his legs, balls and belly
with her hands. Meanwhile, Melanie had slipped behind her and was licking her
cunt from behind while sticking a finger into her asshole. Nancy groaned with
delight, but then Melanie pulled her tongue away and slapped Nancy's ass. Nancy,
he mouth still on Chris's dick shoved down hard and open her mouth, almost
gagging. Melanie slapped again and again as Nancy tried to keep from choking on
Chris's dick. She was hot but crying also, so that four or five emotions were
coursing through her. As Melanie slapped her, she also tried to rub up against
Nancy, pushing her teenage tits into Nancy's hip, her cunt onto Nancy's thigh.
Occasionally she would stop spanking Nancy and shove her fingers into Nancy's
slit and cup her large breasts, squeezing them. Finally she stopped spanking
altogether and just felt up Nancy, gradually leaning over her back and grabbing
both tits while she rubbed her cunt against Nancy's beautiful ass. All the
while, Nancy kept sucking Chris's cock and started squirming against Melanie,
especially against Melanie's fingers which were poking her cunt. Her long tanned
legs were covered with Melanie's juices. Etc., etc. etc.
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