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As you can see from my linksthere are many wonderful spanking blogs. The vast majority of these are written by women, who are spanking bottoms, spanked by their lovers or their husbands. There are a few blogs written by men who are spanked by their wives. I have seen only a few blogs by women who like to spank men. This Husbands spanking wives stories is about a woman who loves to spank her husband. Spanking him hard really turns her on, which seems to be a rare and precious trait. This story is a stylistic experiment. It is written in the first person, from the point of view of the woman top.
The themes in this story only apply to consenting adults. I strongly believe that only consenting adults should be spanked. Sex between adults and children is utterly abhorrent. An earlier version of this story was titled Hot Lunch. I notice a certain repetition in themes in my stories, since this story also bears some similarity to The Beach Housewhich is about another spanking Lisa give John.
I guess that that's why it's called a spanking fetish. There's an old saying that at heart all men are boys. I would say that at heart all men are boys and that when there are bad boys they need to be spanked soundly. The first time I spanked my husband John was early in our relationship. We had been dating for several weeks and had slept together twice.
I really liked him and thought that he was "the one". He had been fifteen minutes late picking me up for our dinner date. After dinner we went back to my apartment. I put on a sheer black babydoll nightie that had a little pair of matching bikini panties. Looking at me in the sheer nightie John had only one thing on his mind and was surprised when I said "You were fifteen minutes late picking me up tonight.
I am going to give you a spanking to help you remember to be on time in the future", I told John. I was not sure how John would take this. I had already decided that if our relationship was going to get serious John was going to have to accept my discipline. I went over to the night stand and got an oak ruler and a hairbrush from the drawer and sat down Husbands spanking wives stories the bed. John walked over and stood in front of me. He had undressed to his cotton bikini briefs while I changed into the nightie. His cock stood out, erect in front of him when I pulled his briefs down.
He was obviously turned on by the idea that I was going to give him a spanking.
Is this how you think of me? Really, I just lost track of the time. I'll be on time in the future. I promise. But you're still going to get a spanking. I'm going to give you fifteen slaps on the each cheek with my hand, then fifteen on each cheek with the ruler and then fifteen on each cheek with the hairbrush.
He moaned softly as I caressed his bottom and the base of his cock. As promised I gave John fifteen slaps on each buttock and then switched to the ruler and gave him another fifteen strokes on each cheek. John took his spanking without protest until I started to spank him with the hairbrush. After the first few strokes he protested "Ow, that hurts, Lisa. I won't be late. I promise". That's why naughty boys get spankings", I reminded John as I spanked him with the brush.
When I finished punishing him his bottom was blushed red and hot under my hand as I caressed him. You can get up", I told my freshly spanked boy. When John had gotten up from my lap I lay back on the bed and spread my thighs.
I ran my index finger over my pussy lips. The sheer material of my panties was soaked with my excitement. He knelt beside the bed with his head between my thighs and started to kiss and nuzzle my pussy through my panties. I arched my back so that he could take my panties off. He moved back between my thighs, his tongue licking between my pussy lips and then sucking on my clit. I was remembering how John had cried out as I spanked him with the hairbrush as I came. Then I had John lie back on the bed and I rode his cock until I had another orgasm, just before John came inside me.
John and I have been married for thirteen years. I spank him at least once a week. If all you knew about John was that his wife spanks him you might conclude that he has a submissive personality. In fact, The opposite is true. John is one of those people who tries to dominate his surroundings. He has an almost single minded focus and drive.
I've often thought that our marriage is as happy as it is because he submits to my spankings. Getting sent to his room like a naughty boy to wait for his spanking counteracts Husbands spanking wives stories natural tendencies toward dominance and makes him easier to live with. I almost always spank John during foreplay when we make love. There is nothing that gets my pussy wetter than putting my husband over my knee and giving him a spanking. Getting spanked across Husbands spanking wives stories bare thighs also gets John very hard and panting to fuck me.
I also give John a punishment spanking at least once a week.
When John has done something naughty or been forgetful he has to write it down on a list on the refrigerator. I will write a of strokes and the implement that will be used beside the item for example "40 with the cane". On Sunday afternoon John gets a spanking. If there are items on the "naughty list" he gets a punishment spanking. If he's been a good boy all week I give him a reminder spanking. There are times when I spank John just for the pleasure of spanking him.
Last week, on Friday morning, I looked over at John while he was shaving and I felt a wave of lust that seemed to go all the way down to my toes. John was standing with his back to me wearing a pair of sheer bikini briefs I buy all his underwear and this is the only kind I buy him, except for cotton briefs to wear at the gym. I loved the way his bottom looked through the sheer black fabric, under the muscled curve of his back. Even after all these years Husbands spanking wives stories marriage, I still lust after him like I did when were were first together.
John was drying his face when I went up behind him, kissing him on the neck and cupping his right buttock in my hand. I could see his cock in the mirror start to get hard beneath the sheer material of his briefs.
John found the idea of a nice sexy spanking exciting, but I could tell from his voice that he was also a little worried that he might have a punishment spanking coming. Cruel woman that I am, I knew John would spend the day wondering if he had done something to earn a punishment spanking and if so, how hard the spanking would be. That day John was not the only one thinking about his upcoming spanking.
While I was trying to get work done, I kept day dreaming about how I was going to spank John. I imagined him across my lap, his bottom crimson and welted should I cane him or whip him? It was not the most productive day I've ever had. Before I left work I called the Vietnamese sandwich place and ordered two of their chicken sandwiches.
I picked up the sandwiches on the way home. I got home about an hour before John did and I used the time to take a shower and shave my legs and pubic hair. I put on a short dark gray wool skirt and a white blouse. I was not wearing a bra and you could see my nipples under the cotton fabric of the blouse.
Under the skirt I had on a pair of black lace bikini panties, sheer black stockings and a black garter belt. I thought of it as the sexy School Mistress look. When John came in the door he presented me with a bouquet of my favorite flowers: scented roses and freesias. I moved my face over the flowers and inhaled their aroma. I kissed John, holding the flowers to the side as he took me in his arms, his right hand cupping my bottom. I'll be in the living room" I told John when I was done with the flowers.
I went into the living room and sat down in the middle of the couch. When John returned from the bedroom he went to my right side and handed me the paddle. Without being told he undid his trousers, which fell down around his ankles. John lay across my lap. By the end of the week there were usually at least one or two items on the list. And you will be spanked soundly on Sunday", I told John. He spread his legs as I caressed his bottom, moving my fingers down, rubbing the base of his cock. I patted John's bottom with the ruler paddle, then brought it down across his bottom. The sheer material of his briefs did not provide much protection from the paddle.
I gave him twenty strokes and then slipped my fingers beneath the waist band of his briefs. He pushed his bottom up so I could pull his pants down. I could feel his cock, rock hard, against my thigh. You're my boy. Since you're going to be punished on Sunday, I'll give you a choice. At bedtime you can have a sexy spanking or you can take the spanking I want to give you.
You're going to be crying over my knee when I'm finished with you. Is that what you want? I brought the ruler paddle down across John's bare cheeks. I gave the strokes a little harder now. With out his briefs between his bottom and the paddle, I knew that it would hurt more. I stopped with I had given him another twenty strokes. I caressed John's bottom. You can still ask for a foreplay spanking.
This is the only chance you have to withdraw your consent. It will Husbands spanking wives stories just like a punishment spanking. It will be very hard and you will not have any choice about taking your punishment. John pulled his briefs and trousers up. I kissed him. Now lets have dinner. We had the sandwiches and a salad. John ate only half of his sandwich.Husbands spanking wives stories
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