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Wolfie
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Wolfie
Post Number: 503
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Tuesday, September 20, 2005 - 06:55 pm: | 
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He was drifting into awareness from a deep sleep, and didn't really want
to. The bed was warm and comfy, and it wasn't often enough he could just
lie in after a night of fulfilling sex. He smelled the coffee she had put
on for him, and the muffins as well she had probably made that morning. She
did love to spoil him with her cooking, as well as other things. Some of
those other things had him doing a slow stretch and burn, as parts south
woke as well. The back door slammed, and he heard her humming as she opened the fridge and set inside that mornings offerings from the hens. Fresh eggs
as well for breakfast, mmmmmm!
She crept into the room, moving as quietly as possible so as not to wake
him. One of her hands slid the blanket higher on his shoulders, fussing and
stroking but mainly just enjoying touching him. When she saw his mouth
curve in a smile she knew he was awake, and she allowed her hands to move
over him more boldly. Seeing the blanket twitch by his hips, she giggled,
her delight in his interest more than evident. Her hands began a leisurely
journey down his body, exploring the hair covering his chest, teasing the
flat nipples and skimming his sides. His moan and the thrust of his hips
received another small laugh, and she finally reached the part of his
anatomy that had been calling to her like a siren's song. Her fingers
danced up and down the shaft, encircling the head with a gentle pull, then
moving down to caress his scrotum, only to start the process all over again.
She looked up to see his blue eyes glittering at her from beneath half
closed lids.
"Don't start something you have no intention of finishing!" he growled at
her from between clenched teeth. Her feigned look of innocence wasn't
fooling him a bit, but as she continued to stroke him there wasn't much he
could do to control that part of him that was more than ready to play.
As her mouth lowered so she could nibble on his skin, and she used her
tongue to torment and tease, he tried once again to warn her of impending
doom if she wasn't serious.
"If your doing this just to yank my chain, I will blister your backside till
you cant sit for a week!" he threatened, only to close his eyes in total
bliss as her mouth moved lower. Her tongue danced over his erection, now
stroking up and down, now circling the head like an ice cream cone. She
used her teeth as well, nibbling lightly, the scrape of her teeth a bit
nerve-wracking at times. He almost exploded when she clamped her mouth
around him from the side and sucked some of the skin into her mouth.
Suddenly, the incredible torture stopped, and before he could blink she was
out the door, saying she was hungry and how did he want his eggs?
He couldn't believe it! Drive him crazy like that and then just leave? He
bloody well didn't think so! With a growl that would do an enraged grizzly
proud, he tried to calm his throbbing member and get unwrapped from the
blankets that were smothering him all of a sudden. He heard her giggling as
she banged around in the kitchen, the sound inflaming him even more, and he
took off in that direction with mayhem in his heart. One look was all it
took when he burst into the kitchen to have her shrieking in alarm and
trying to keep the table between them. He only stopped long enough to grab
a wooden spatula from the counter, but that action seemed to spur her on
even more, her squeals for mercy and pleas for forgiveness punctuated with
laughter. Realizing he was too close and there were too many "toys" in the
kitchen area, she fled to the sitting room with him in hot pursuit.
Grabbing the back of her pants, he managed to haul her down on the couch
with him, and quickly flipping her over his lap he began spanking her with
the spatula still in his hand.
He realized before too long though, that although she was wriggling and
"ow"ing a lot, she was mostly laughing at him. Her jeans were blocking the
sting that the wooden implement usually brought to her soft cheeks, in fact
he doubted she was feeling much at all! Dropping the weapon on the couch,
he flipped her back over and began undoing the snap and zipper. At this
point she realized that if she didn't do something she would have a very
vulnerable naked bottom in easy smacking distance. Squirming like crazy,
she managed to roll off his lap and onto the floor, but as she tried to
crawl away he grabbed the legs of her jeans and she came away with only her
panties for protection. With twinkling eyes and a saucy grin, she did the
one thing guaranteed to be like a red rag to a bull. She stuck her tongue
out at him. As he leapt from the couch she was off again, with his mutters
of "when I get my hands on you" to spur her on. She managed to stay ahead
of him for a little while, her lace covered bottom his primary target, but
eventually she zigged when she should have zagged and he grabbed her by the
couch again. Expecting him to drag her around to the opposite side to do
the traditional otk, she was totally unprepared to be thrust over the sofa's
back and pinned in place. The back was high enough that she had to stretch
to keep her feet on the floor, and as her panties were being yanked down and
out of the way she wasn't sure she'd ever felt this vulnerable before. The
hand that came to gently rub her still white cheeks wasn't at all
reassuring, especially combined with the evil chuckle he made at witnessing
her predicament.
The spanking began slowly as he allowed the heat to build in her backside,
stopping every now and then to rub and caress her now stinging bottom. He
enjoyed the way she wiggled and squirmed under his hand, and the way her
"Ow's" and "Ouch's" would escalate as he upped the pace of her spanking.
Stopping to reach between her legs, he found her soaked with her own juices,
and she moaned in ecstasy as he stroked her intimately. Spreading her legs
wide and arching her bottom out to allow him better access, he brought her
close to an orgasm, only to back off and begin spanking again. Her groan of
disappointment brought another wicked chuckle from the man in control of
her, and an admonishment that maybe the next time she wouldn't tease him and run! Reaching over the couch back, he picked up the wooden spatula again,
and began lightly stinging her with it. The effect was immediate as she
tried to climb over the back of the sofa to escape the terrible burning it
caused. This only caused her to teeter precariously on the top, and opened
up the sensitive sit spots to his not so tender ministrations. By this
point she was begging for him to stop, whether it was the spanking or the
sexual frustration he wasn't sure. Once again he stopped her punishment and
began to tease and torment her, watching the way she quivered with her
upcoming climax. Just as he felt her start to stiffen and reach for it, he
quickly thrust himself inside her. There were gasps from each of them at
the wonderful sensations, and he began a slow and steady back and forth
which brought moans from both as well. As the pace increased, she began to
push herself back to meet him, the slapping sound they made another form of
turn on. Every now and then he would spank or grab her hot cheeks, and then
surge forward as she squealed and writhed beneath him. Knowing his climax
was approaching, he reached down between her and the couch and gently
stroked her clit, bringing her with him as they both reached the peak they'd
been trying for.
He collapsed on top of her, their panting loud in the suddenly quiet house.
She seemed content to just lie there, limp as a dishrag without the energy
to even lift her head. Worried he was crushing her, he backed out of her
tight channel and grinned at the red cheeks that stared back at him. He
found a jar of cream on a nearby table, and laughed at the moan of sheer
ecstasy as he gently rubbed it in. Pulling her up and into his arms, they
cuddled and kissed for several minutes, until she pulled away a bit and gave
him a mischievous grin.
"You never did tell me," she said, eyes laughing at him "how you want your
eggs?"
He looked at her, then at the sofa, then back to her. Saying in a voice as
innocent as can be "over easy", he grinned when she groaned at his bad joke
and rolled her eyes.
"C'mon brat," he said pulling her along towards the kitchen "coffee time!"
wolfie loves Steve more than anything else in the whole world...even more than chocolate and lobster!
ISN'T IT OCTOBER YET? *pout*
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Pagan
Spanko
Username: Pagan
Post Number: 125
Registered: 05-2005
| | Posted on Tuesday, September 20, 2005 - 07:05 pm: |
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This is fun, Wolfie. Just what I'd like for breakfast.
I think I remember this one...yes? |
Wolfie
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Wolfie
Post Number: 504
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Tuesday, September 20, 2005 - 10:30 pm: |
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Oh yes...definitely one of my favorites. And I think the other way he likes his eggs is "sunny side up"! 
wolfie loves Steve more than anything else in the whole world...even more than chocolate and lobster!
ISN'T IT OCTOBER YET? *pout*
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Fanny
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Fanny
Post Number: 1460
Registered: 05-2005
| | Posted on Wednesday, September 21, 2005 - 12:02 pm: |
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Wolfie, it sounds as if you are all primed up and counting those days away. Great story and it sounds to me to be more than just a fantasy.
Queen of Innocence
"Well behaved woman rarely make history"
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Bethie
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Bethie
Post Number: 341
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Wednesday, September 21, 2005 - 02:14 pm: |
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 Wolfie, great story! I guess it must be getting close to that time, huh?  |
Wolfie
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Wolfie
Post Number: 507
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Wednesday, September 21, 2005 - 03:05 pm: |
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19 more days....but whose counting? 
wolfie loves Steve more than anything else in the whole world...even more than chocolate and lobster!
ISN'T IT OCTOBER YET? *pout*
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Babyj4
Spanko
Username: Babyj4
Post Number: 333
Registered: 09-2005
| | Posted on Monday, October 03, 2005 - 11:25 am: |
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I'd like to have breakfast like that every day. have fun and be safe.
Babyj- worlds cutest little brat!
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Ziggy
Advanced Spanko
Username: Ziggy
Post Number: 552
Registered: 08-2005
| | Posted on Friday, October 07, 2005 - 11:30 am: |
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I love a good chase don't you..........grin |
Wolfie
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Wolfie
Post Number: 581
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Saturday, October 08, 2005 - 09:16 am: |
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Absolutely Ziggy!
wolfie loves Steve more than anything else in the whole world...even more than chocolate and lobster!
FINALLY!!! time to go...
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Babyj4
Advanced Spanko
Username: Babyj4
Post Number: 698
Registered: 09-2005
| | Posted on Sunday, October 09, 2005 - 02:20 am: |
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Babyj- worlds cutest little brat!
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