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Melanie (m/f/f, punish)
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Melanie
Poet's Revised and Extended Version
Melanie was about 5'6" tall with 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 poofy 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 endtable on the far wall and a
chair in front of a desk directly opposite her. The man behind the desk
was quite handsome 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 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 despite 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 curvacious 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
his 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 half way 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 a 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. While 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 wacks 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 velvetly 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 herself 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 own cunt and he 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."
Chris 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
front 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, waled 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 him 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.
"Not 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, her 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 chocking 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.
--Poet
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