My Spanking Ex and the Lonely Life That Lingered

Sarah Blackwood sat on her bed, staring at a happy picture of her and her ex-boyfriend David from the Reading festival last year. Her mind slipped back to those happy days, but the memories of their disappointing sex life lingered. David’s lack of passion and poor performance had left Sarah unsatisfied, and she couldn’t help but wonder if there was something missing in their relationship.

As she looked at her body in the mirror, clad in her worn-out clothes, Sarah realized how many guys wanted to sleep with her. But she wasn’t interested in casual sex; she wanted a proper spanking, a sensation David had introduced to her by accident a few weeks before they broke up.

With a sigh, Sarah jumped onto her bed, feeling lonely and depressed about having no one to spank her. That’s when she heard the front door open, and her roommate Joanne arrived home. Jo was a 3rd year English literature student, with dyed black hair and a firm figure that many guys admired.

Sarah had had a few drunken gropes with Jo, and as she shouted out a hello, her mind started working overtime. She needed a spanking, and Jo was a good friend, always sweet and supportive. With a few weeks left before she left college, Sarah could let Jo spank her, and then they would never see each other again.

Breathing in deeply, Sarah leaped off her bed and ran into the living room. Jo put down her bag and stretched her arms out, dressed in a black and purple-striped shirt with a black mini skirt and pantyhose covering her legs.

“Hi Jo, will you give me a spanking please?” Sarah said, a big plastered grin on her face, as Jo’s face dropped in bewilderment.

“What did you say, Sarah?” Jo asked, sure her blonde roommate had just asked for a weird favor.

“I need you to give me a spanking, Jo please,” Sarah begged, her blue eyes going big and her hands clasping together.

“So, Blondie, you’re single for a few weeks, and then you suddenly turn into a lesbian,” Jo said, amazed by the request from her friend.

“I’m not a lesbian, Jo, it’s just David gave me a few spanks, and it felt so good,” Sarah explained, starting to realize Jo wouldn’t scratch her itch.

Jo looked at the well-built blonde and had to admit to herself that there was something sexy about Sarah. She had never acted on her desires, but now Sarah was practically offering herself up. Jo’s own ass was small, and she often found herself jealous of Sarah’s thick, meaty one.

“Ok, ok, fine, Sarah, I’ll give you a spanking, but under no circumstances are you to go all lesbian and start moaning,” Jo said with a cheeky grin.

Sarah’s face exploded with a big, bright smile as her sexy roommate agreed to spank her. Sarah felt herself getting wet just from thinking about getting a spanking. Jo relaxed herself, reminding her overworking brain that Sarah wouldn’t instantly fall in love with her just from a spanking.

“Right then, you naughty girl, get over here, young lady,” Jo said, giggling and getting into character as a bossy woman.

Jo sat down on their red leather sofa and patted her pantyhose-covered legs, and Sarah skipped over there, keeping eye contact as she bent down and climbed over Jo’s knees.

“Hey, what are you doing, Jo?” Sarah asked as she felt her pants slide down her legs.

“You moaned like a little porno slut, Sarah, so now I’m going to spank your bare bottom,” Jo said, her northern accent catching Sarah off guard.

Sarah had never really noticed Jo’s accent, but now hearing her talk about spanking her bare bottom had Sarah wet and her nipples sticking up hard against her shirt.

Hearing Jo’s hand all over her butt was making Sarah feel so good. She felt stupid for never considering other women, and she realized how much this must be killing Jo to spank her, making Sarah feel a bit bad.

Jo spanked the palm of her hand against Sarah’s panty-covered ass, making Sarah groan in pain.

“OWWWWWW, OWWWWWWWW, OUCH, that hurts, Jo,” Sarah groaned as 5 hard hand spanks had her ass stinging with pain.

Jo had to fight her own desires, but Sarah’s ass felt so good, and after just 5 spanks, she could feel her own panties getting wet. The soft feeling, combined with Sarah’s sexy little groans of pain, had Jo’s black panties nearly swimming in her own juices.

“Does this hurt you, Sarah?” Jo teased, her palm patting Sarah’s right asscheek.

“Yes, it hurts so much, Jo,” Sarah said, acting like she had tears in her eyes while really she was more excited than ever before.

“Do you know why you’re getting a spanking, Sarah?” Jo asked, pushing her hand under Sarah’s panties and feeling her soft asscheek.

“MMMMMM, yes, Jo, I’m such a bad girl that I need a good hard spanking,” Sarah said, using her most teasing, sexy accent.

Hearing Sarah’s slutty voice had her pussy juices leaking through her panties into the fabric of her stockings.

“Now then, naughty girl, I’m going to give you 10 more hard spanks, and after each shot, you will count it and say thank you, Jo,” Jo said, taking control as Sarah submissively hung over her knee.

The first shot was hard, leaving a handprint on her ass cheek as Sarah screamed, “OWWWW, OWWWWWW, OWWWWW, ONE, THANK YOU, JO.”

Shot number two was even harder, and the sound of palm hitting skin echoed through the tiny apartment, “FUCK, OWWW, OWWWWW, YOU MEAN, I MEAN, TWO, THANK YOU, JO.”

Spank number three was even louder, and Sarah bounced up on Jo’s lap, the blonde moving her hands behind her to cover her big ass, “OWWWWW, ARRRRRRR, THAT HURTS SO MUCH, THREE, THANK YOU, JO.”

Shots four, five, and six were in a simpler vein, hitting Sarah’s left cheek, making her scream each time she said thank you. The smell of sex was in the air now, as both women were getting very turned on by this spanking.

As the final five spanks landed on Sarah’s sore bottom, she groaned and moaned, her body wracked with a mix of pain and pleasure. Her face was flushed, and her eyes were closed, but she knew she was on the verge of something incredible.

“Tell me you want to cum, Sarah,” Jo moaned, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own ragged breathing.

Sarah groaned a few times, her body trembling with anticipation, before finally managing to get the words out. “Yes,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

Jo’s fingers moved faster, tracing the entrance to Sarah’s wet hole with a gentle touch. Sarah moaned loudly, her body arching upwards as Jo’s fingers slipped inside her. She felt a wave of pleasure wash over her, followed by a swift slap to her red ass cheeks. The pain was intense, but it only added to the pleasure, sending her into a frenzy of moans and groans.

Jo held Sarah tightly, her fingers moving in and out of her pussy with a slow, deliberate pace. Sarah’s body was on fire, her pain and pleasure threshold pushed to the limit. She was trapped in a world of erotic pain and pleasure, and she knew she’d never be the same again.

OHHHHHHH OHHHHHH OHHHHHHH GOD FUCK ME FUCKKKKKK, Sarah screamed, her body shaking with a bone-crushing orgasm. Jo held her tightly, feeling Sarah’s cum gush out of her pussy and all over her fingers.

As the orgasm faded, Sarah rolled onto her back, wiping her sweaty hair out of her face and looking up at Jo with a dazed expression. She couldn’t believe how much she’d enjoyed Jo’s touch, how she’d been able to push her to the edges of her own pleasure.

“Did you like that, baby?” Jo asked, a large Cheshire cat grin spreading across her face.

God, Jo was amazing, Sarah thought, smiling up at her. And she knew exactly what she wanted to do next.

Slowly, her hands moved up Jo’s leg, nipping under her black mini skirt. Jo grabbed her wrist, a look of surprise crossing her face. “What are you doing, Blondie?” she asked, knowing full well what Sarah wanted to do but wanting to check that she really wanted her.

I’m going to repay you, Jo, Sarah thought, her voice barely audible. You gave me so much pleasure, and I think your spanking has made me a good girl. So I only want to do what a good girl would do.

Seeing the look on Sarah’s face, Jo felt a surge of desire. Holding her emotions, she let the moment sink in, her biggest fantasy now begging to repay her.

Well, young lady, if you want to repay me, you’ll have to take me to my room and get rid of all these clothes, Jo said, using a posh English accent that Sarah and she had once mocked while watching a Keira Knightley movie.

Yes, Miss Joanne, I’ll do whatever you say, Sarah replied, her voice shaking with desire.

As Sarah helped Jo into her bedroom, Jo couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. She’d always wanted this moment, and now it was finally here.

Sarah dropped to her knees, pulling down the zip to Jo’s skirt with a swift motion. The tiny material slid down her legs, and Sarah yanked it off, followed by Jo’s pantyhose. The black fabric slid down Jo’s perfect pins, and Sarah couldn’t help but moan at being so close to her legs.

She planted a tiny kiss on Jo’s calf before pulling the stockings and skirt from around Jo’s feet. The netball star moaned as a light breeze touched her soaking wet white panties and her sensitive pussy lips pushed up against the fabric.

Standing up, Sarah grabbed the bottom of Jo’s stripy top and pulled it up and over her head. Jo’s perky breasts were now exposed in a lacey white bra, and Sarah wasted no time in unclipping it and taking it off. Now Sarah stared at Jo’s pale but pretty breasts, rolling a finger over Jo’s hard pink nipples.

The dark-haired woman moaned as Sarah played with her nipples before sliding her hands down her flat stomach. Gripping her waistband, Sarah yanked down Jo’s soaking wet panties, and Sarah got her first look at another woman’s pussy.

The sweet smell of another woman’s pussy had Sarah nearly drooling, and she licked her lips. Do you like my naked body, Sarah, Jo asked, trying hard not to leap on top of Sarah as the blonde perved at her naked body.

Yes, Jo, I think you’re so sexy, Sarah replied, rubbing her own tits in pleasure as she took a good long look over Jo’s body. Well, little blonde girl, to repay me for your spanking and orgasm, you’ll have to go between my lust-over legs and eat my pussy out, Jo said in a dominating tone, walking over and lying down on her bed.

Jo’s legs were spread wide, and Sarah could see the glistening wetness between them. She felt a surge of desire, and she knew exactly what she had to do.

As Jo lay down on her bed, Sarah’s eyes widened in awe as she gazed at her friend’s vulnerable form. The blonde’s joints creaked in protest as she spread her legs as far as they would allow, giving Sarah an unobstructed view of her intimate area.

Sarah felt her legs tremble with anticipation as she crawled onto the bed, her eyes never leaving Jo’s face. Jo, sensing her friend’s nervous energy, smiled reassuringly, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

“Go on, Sarah,” Jo whispered, her voice husky with desire. “I want to feel your touch.”

Sarah’s face inched closer, her nose twitching as she breathed in the sweet scent of Jo’s arousal. Her tongue darted out, licking Jo’s lips in a tentative caress.

Jo’s back arched as a shiver coursed through her body, her eyes fluttering closed in ecstasy. “Mmmmm, yes,” she moaned, her hands reaching out to cradle Sarah’s head. “Lick me, Sarah. Make me feel alive.”

Sarah’s tongue delved deeper, licking and sucking Jo’s pussy with increasing fervor. Jo’s cries grew louder, her body bucking and twisting as Sarah’s tongue danced across her sensitive flesh.

“Oh, God, yes!” Jo screamed, her hands digging into the bed sheets as she rode the wave of pleasure. “Don’t stop, Sarah! I’m cumming!”

Sarah’s mouth was a vortex of sensation, her tongue pounding Jo’s clit with relentless precision. Jo’s juices flowed freely, flooding Sarah’s mouth as she swallowed her friend’s release.

As the orgasm subsided, Jo collapsed back onto the bed, her chest heaving with exhaustion. Sarah lifted her face, a smile spreading across her lips as she gazed at Jo’s cum-stained face.

Jo’s eyes met Sarah’s, and she smiled, her face flushed with happiness. “You’re amazing, Sarah,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Sarah’s smile faltered, her eyes filling with tears as she remembered the spanking that had unlocked her desires. “It still hurts,” she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion.

Jo’s expression softened, and she leaned forward, stroking Sarah’s hair with gentle fingers. “I’m so sorry, baby,” she whispered, her voice filled with compassion.

As Sarah pushed her bottom lip out, her eyes pleading for comfort, Jo’s face softened further. She reached for the tube of soothing lotion on her bedside cabinet, squirting a blob of cream onto Sarah’s sore cheeks.

The two friends lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the tension in the air dissipating as they stroked each other’s hair, reflecting on the intense passion-filled afternoon they had shared.