Driving Louanne home after the movie, my uncontrollable mind kept drifting off into fantasies about finally fucking her. The movie was “Summer of ’42,” and was somewhat erotic for me. During the movie, I managed to keep my right hand on her breast, brushing her nipples under her bra. I was leaking pre-cum most of the movie, thinking about what might happen when I got her home.
It was about 10:45 when we pulled into her driveway. With a midnight curfew, I knew we had some extra time to make out. Her driveway was situated in a way where the garage was not visible from the front of the house. It would have been hard for her parents to even know that we had come home.
As we sat there, we talked briefly, but I had only one thought in my mind…to hit paydirt! She wasn’t dressed in the best possible clothes to make this easy, wearing a pair of Levi’s that she seemed to be poured into. My sister had introduced me to her during the summer just before I turned 19. She was working at the ice cream shop that my uncle owned. She was also 18 at the time. Being in a suburb of Dallas, where there truly are a lot of cowboys running around, she dressed and acted somewhat like a cowgirl. She had long, straight, chestnut brown hair that ended just above her waist….about as sweet a girl as you would ever want to be. She was also a virgin. Ohhh… the hormones were active and we did some petting, but it was difficult to get very far with her.
This particular night I was hell bent on taking her over the edge. Any attempts I had made at “going south” had pretty much been stifled. After french kissing and playing with her tits for awhile, we were both gettin pretty worked up. At 18, she had very nice breasts, that had just the very slightest hang to them, with upturned, rose pink nipples about the size of a silver dollar. She was probably about a 35B. She had that classic hard body cowgirl look, and I had been dying to give her my “hard” body.
For some reason, when I unsnapped and unzipped her jeans, she didn’t stop me. As a matter of fact, when I got them undone, she assisted me in getting them off. As she sat on my front car seat, I reached across with my left hand and felt the outside of her panties on her slit. I could feel the contours of her outer lips spread slightly apart, but more importantly, the saturated wetness there. She was as horny as I was. Not wanting to move to fast, I took my time, eventually, pulling the elastic waistband back, and slipping my hand inside. Being right-handed, it was a little awkward, but I wasn’t about to stop and switch sides. My hard-on was aching and in need of some relief, but I didn’t want to spring it out yet. With little effort, I slid my middle finger inside her, and she groaned slightly. I wasn’t sure if it was from pain or pleasure. Slowly, I began to work it in and out, aided by her ample wetness. I was also sucking on her left breast. She was moaning, and getting a great deal of pleasure out of this. I decided it was time to pull out my “secret weapon,” and make her an ex-virgin. I reached down to unzip, and pulled back my underwear, producing an erection of steel. As soon as she saw the monster, she said, “This is all wrong…I’ve got to go.”
I was trying to talk her out of it, but by this time, she already had her pants back on and was opening the front door. As I said goodnight, she just kept walking, opening the garage door and going inside.
We had a date set up for the next night, and based on the way she lit out the door, I wasn’t sure she was going to go. I arrived promptly at 7:00 and she greeted me at the door. She acted as if everything was normal, which was a relief. She asked me to come inside and sit down in the den. “I need to go out to the store, why don’t you just wait here for me, ” she said. With that, she headed out toward the garage. I was sitting there watching TV, when her mom came in the room, and sat down in the chair across from me. “So, you’re tryin’ to get my Louanne pregnant, are you?”
I was speechless. I said, “What are you talking about?”
“She told me everything.” I could see I was headed for a lecture.
“Do your parents know you’re sexually active?” she pried. I didn’t like the way this line of questioning was headed. I felt like just saying I made a mistake, and getting out of there. I had met Louanne’s mom before, and she seemed pleasant enough. But, I must have broken the golden rule, because now I felt like a captured soldier in an enemy camp. ‘Name rank, and serial number,’ I thought to myself. My parents had never talked to me about sex and they certainly wouldn’t like to know that their youngest son was out in the world trying to make babies. I wasn’t really trying to make babies, but not using any protection either.
“Well, no, they don’t know,” I finally replied.
“What do you think they would do if I told them?” she replied. My parents were somewhat of religious zealots, and I would probably be grounded until I was 21. “You have two choices….either you can take my punishment, or I can tell them and see what they might have in store for you.” This was feeling a little bit bizarre. What could she mean by punishment?
“I don’t want you to tell them!”
“Fair enough, then get up and follow me,” she stated. This reminded me a whole lot of the many belt whippings I got as a kid. I did as I was asked and followed behind.
“I want you to get out of your clothes, and lie face down across the bed,” she demanded. ‘This woman is losing it,’ I thought to myself. I haven’t been spanked since I was about xx or xx, and I’ve only been spanked by my mom, dad, or the school principal. I stood there hesitating, when she finally said, “If you don’t get those clothes off, I’m calling your parents this minute,” she threatened. It seemed I had no choice. Perhaps Louanne will show up and rescue me from this situation, I thought. Slowly, I began undressing. When I was completely naked, she stood there eyeing me up and down. “Now lay down on the bed.” Her voice was getting sharper as we went along. I lay down across the bed as she asked. As I did she walked over to the nightstand. I thought she was going to get a gun and shoot me or something. Instead, she produced a couple pairs of handcuffs. Louanne’s father had been a policeman, before he was killed on duty several years before. I suppose these were remnants of his.
I was beginning to feel something akin to fear, as I was seeing a side of this woman I never knew existed. “Place both your arms and reach outward toward the posts!” she snapped. After meeting her command, she snapped the cuffs on one arm and moved across the bed to the other arm. She then doubled back and snapped them around the posts of each corner of the full-sized bed. It was then that I noticed the wear and scratches on the bedposts. “Now, I’m going to teach you a lesson!”
To my amazement, she slowly began removing her clothes. She was a little bit behind me, and it wasn’t easy turning my head to see what she was doing, but she was getting naked right here in the room with me. At 39, she was still an attractive woman who was in pretty good shape. I had no idea how good a shape until she walked up towards the head of the bed. Her breasts were full, and nicely rounded with very little sag. They were bigger than Louanne’s, probably a C cup, but the nipples were that same rose pink color. Her bush was neatly trimmed, and it was easy to make out the lips of her pussy, and I could see her clit slightly protruding from underneath its’ hood. I could also feel my erection beginning to grow underneath me. “Do you get excited when you see naked women?” she asked.
“Uh-uh…sometimes,” I sheepishly responded.
“Are you excited now?” It was hard to deny, as I was squirming to try to reposition myself to allow for the expansion taking place below me.
She headed back to the nightstand and my mind raced wondering what she might bring out of their next. It became crystal clear when she turned around with a paddle in her right hand. It didn’t look unlike the ones that I had been on the receiving end of in school. With that she walked back, even with my ass, standing next to my bed and said, “I hope you never forget this!”
THWACK! Went the paddle as it landed sharply across my ass. “Mmmmghhh,” I muttered to myself, trying to act like it didn’t hurt.
THWACK! The second one landed directly where the first one hit. “Ggggggrrhhh.” She paused for a moment and walked up to the head of the bed, and faced me, asking “Does that hurt?” I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction.
“Not really,” I lied. As a matter of fact, the warmth that was beginning to spread across my ass was somewhat pleasant. I guess I shouldn’t have lied, as the next blow that landed, brought back memories of Mr. Cashell, who gave me a paddling in the second grade that brought blood to the surface. Nonetheless, I couldn’t deny that I had a raging hard-on. For some reason, this was beginning to turn into a pleasurable situation.
THWACK! Harder, the paddle landed on my ass. Though the pain was intense, each blow that landed, I lurched forward on the bedcovers, bringing stimulation to my already engorged cock. From her vantage point, she could see the head sticking out to the side and observe my obvious state of arousal. “You like this, don’t you!” she shouted. I didn’t answer immediately.
THWACK! Another blow landed across my ass cheeks, that already felt like a slow fire was burning on. She walked in front of me and stood there. “Do you want to fuck my daughter?” she inquired. My eyes fastened onto her cunt lips that were red and open, revealing a glistening, wet pussy. She was as turned on as I was!
“I do find her attractive…” was all I could think of to reply. I didn’t want to answer yes, because I wasn’t sure how she would react.
“Do you think I’m attractive?” she asked.
“Y-y-yes, I do.”
“Let me hear you say it!” she commanded. Suddenly she moved her hand down to her swollen pussy, and started sliding her fingers up and down her wet slit. The truth is, she was damned attractive, and I was aching to bury my swollen cock deep inside her right now! “Say, Barbara, you are so beautiful,” she commanded.
“B-b-arbara, you’re so beautiful.” I said. I was consumed with passion, and was dying to be set free. I’d show her what it meant to be fucked! “Do you want to fuck me?” she asked.
“Yes!, I do.”
“Tell me you want to fuck me,” she shouted. By now she had two fingers buried inside her pussy, busily going in and out, with the other hand pinching her nipples. She had dropped the paddle onto the floor. “Say, Barbara, I want to fuck you!” she demanded.
“Barbara, I want to fuck you!” I screamed, my voice raising in intensity.
Quickly, she ran to the nightstand, and produced the keys to the handcuffs. Just as quickly, she opened the first set, and moved to the second, opening it, as well. My arms were sore from being stretched apart, and I gingerly pulled them back in, turning over at the same time. I looked down at my cock and the pre-cum that was dripping onto my stomach. Like a woman possessed, she came toward me and grabbed my swollen member eagerly, placing it into her mouth. She seemed to have no difficulty in placing the entire shaft into her mouth. The warmth and wetness that welcomed my cock brought new pleasure to me. She immediately began moving her mouth up and down my cock, while her hand busily began stroking my ballsac. The feeling was way too much, as I could feel my pending orgasm building up. “I’m gonna cum,” I shouted, as a warning so she could move her head away, but she only sucked harder as I felt the first shot go through my shaft and fly into her waiting mouth. Jet, after jet, of hot cum spewed from cock as if it was hooked to a pump. Her mouth, like a vacuum, sucked every drop, swallowing as my salty cum jetted into her.
As I finished my orgasm, she jumped up from the bed and straddled my still hard cock. “Don’t let that nice cock of yours get soft!” she shouted. At 18, and as intense as this was, I wasn’t anywhere near getting soft. She lay across me like she was sitting on a broncin buck and began to rapidly undulate her body back and forth riding my cock like she was on a mission. As fast as she was moving back and forth, I was afraid I was going to slip out of her, and I grabbed her hips to hold her in place. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me…God I’m gonna cum!” She shouted.
“Nnnnggghhhh” I moaned as I began to spew hot jets of cum deep inside her pulsating pussy.” Her body wracked in convulsions, as she grabbed both her breasts squeezing her nipples. Suddenly, she stopped and just sat there with her eyes closed, savoring the orgasm that was washing over her. I was spent, and lay there just watching her enjoy the last seconds of her orgasm. Exhausted herself, she fell atop me.
After we dressed, we went back into the den and sat down watching TV. She began making small talk and seemed to revert back to the woman that I thought she was. We sat there about 15 minutes, talking and watching TV, when Louanne came through the garage door. She walked in and asked “How ya’ll gettin’ along?”
“Fine,” I replied.
“We had a long heart-to-heart talk, and I think everything is going to be fine, sweetie,” she lied, with a little toward me.
