A little ‘hanky-panky’: Charlotte’s second visit to Miss Tanner’s home
On Saturday morning Charlotte arrived promptly at 6 Arcadia Avenue at 11.00, eager to enjoy Samantha’s company again in the informal atmosphere of her own home. She rang the doorbell and waited. Shortly afterwards, the front door opened a fraction and Samantha’s face appeared, “Ah, there you are Charlotte. Do come in.”
Standing behind the door she opened it wider to admit Charlotte. As Charlotte walked into the hallway, the door closed behind her to reveal Samantha standing there almost totally naked apart from a red suspender belt and a pair of seamed stockings.
Charlotte giggled loudly, saying, “Well hello there Samantha. Do you normally walk around your house and greet people at the door like this?!
Samantha replied, giving Charlotte a quick hug and kiss, “Oh no, my dear. Only when I’m expecting my best friends. I just love being able to walk around my own home naked….it’s so liberating! You should try it. Follow me.”
So saying, Samantha turned and walked slowly down the hallway, swaying her hips and beautiful rolling buttocks in a most entrancing way with Charlotte in tow. Charlotte could hardly take her eyes away from this most pleasing sight!
Samantha led her into the kitchen-diner. “Why don’t you remove some of your clothing as well, Charlotte. It’s quite warm in here and it’s totally private. Whilst you’re undressing I’ll pop the kettle on for some coffee.”
She turned and walked over to the worktop, again affording Charlotte another glimpse of her beautifully full, rounded haunches. Charlotte breathed in deeply and licked her lips, beginning to feel somewhat aroused by this lovely vision of feminine flesh! Slowly, Charlotte quickly divested herself of her outer clothing, bra and knickers, and then strolled around the kitchen in just her black suspender belt and matching stockings, enjoying the naughtiness of being virtually naked.
Samantha gazed at her friend with a look of undisguised lust. “Oh Charlotte, you do look so ‘sexy’ like that! Black suits you. It contrasts wonderfully with your long blonde hair and soft creamy complexion.”
“Thank you, Samantha. You look wonderful as well. Your seamed stockings and red suspender belt look rather fetching and frame your bottom to perfection.” replied Charlotte, feeling a surge of naughty anticipation surge through her.
They sat down at the table sipping their coffee and chatting animatedly about nothing of major consequence, until they finished their coffee. Samantha stood up and took the mugs to the sink to rinse them. Charlotte followed and stood next to her.
As she affectionately, and gently caressed Samantha’s bare bottom cheeks, she said, “Thank you so much for inviting me to your house again, Samantha. I love being in your company. I really enjoyed my visit last weekend. It was so exciting!”
“Mmmmh!” murmured Samantha, appreciating the gentle caresses and the feel of Charlotte’s warm hand stroking her naked cheeks. “I rather enjoyed it too. Let’s see what we can get up today shall we?”
“Oh yes!” giggled Charlotte. “Let’s!”
Charlotte helped Samantha dry up the mugs and then helped her put them away in a low cupboard beneath the sink, providing Charlotte with another superb, but different view of Samantha’s lovely bottom and long elegant legs as she bent over.
“Isn’t it lovely …all this, walking around virtually naked, just us, all alone?” commented Samantha.
“Ohhh, it’s perfect. It’s what we were born for I reckon!” Charlotte replied, with a giggle.
“It’s really very naughty….and…… I just love being naughty!” chuckled Samantha, with a wicked gleam in her eyes, waggling her bottom.
Charlotte didn’t need any further prompting to this unvoiced request. “Oh, do you now? Well, you know what naughty girls get! Bend over the kitchen worktop right now, young lady! I’m going to spank your naughty little bottom.” said Charlotte in a mock stern voice.
“We know each other so well, don’t we? I knew I would only have to say ‘naughty’ a few times!” said Samantha.
“Yes we do rather, but that is probably typical of the spanking minded people we have both become over the years!” laughed Charlotte.
Samantha immediately complied, draping herself across the worktop, her arms spread out in front of her, presenting her naked bottom to perfection.
Charlotte gazed down at Samantha’s beautiful curves. She’d never spanked anyone before, but she had often fantasised about doing so. Tentatively she raised her hand and gently slapped Samantha’s right cheek…. smack!
“Ummh, that feels rather nice!” thought Charlotte as she watched Samantha’s soft flesh ripple and rebound from the smack.
She delivered another similar smack to Samantha’s left cheek… smack! … again relishing the feel of her hand meeting Samantha’s gorgeous bottom. She continued to gently slap the willingly offered rump, feeling more and more aroused by the sound, sight and feel, as a pale pink blush started to spread across both of Samantha’s cheeks.
Samantha just stood there bent across the worktop, enjoying the attention with her eyes closed. She felt very relaxed. After a while, she opened her eyes to look at Charlotte, watching her hand rise and fall as it continued to spank her. She found the vision of this beautiful young blonde woman administering a gentle spanking truly arousing. However, as the spanking continued she gradually started to crave harsher treatment. Although she was a Domme by nature, occasionally she felt the need to abdicate all responsibility and control, and be properly spanked. Unfortunately she had had so few opportunities to do so, being a headmistress. Now that she had befriended Charlotte, she had her chance to indulge herself.
Still gazing at Charlotte, Samantha said, “This will only happen here, when I am Samantha, never at school as headmistress, or your Mistress….NOW….Please will you spank me much harder Charlotte. Don’t hold back! Make it really sting and make me cry out! I’m a naughty girl!”
Charlotte was slightly taken aback. She was thinking, “This woman, who had spanked her hard on several occasions and regularly dispensed spankings, slipperings and canings to numerous girls at school, was actually asking her to spank her properly. Gosh! What a reversal of roles! Can I manage to do it and please her?”
Taking a deep breath, Charlotte raised her hand higher and brought it down as hard as she could muster with a loud SMACK! Samantha gave a little gasp and raised her right leg slightly in response.
“Was that OK, Samantha?”asked Charlotte in a slightly anxious voice, thinking that she might have overstepped the mark.
“Oh yes, Charlotte, that was lovely, although you might wish to spank me even harder. I shan’t mind!”
Feeling relieved by this response, Charlotte started to relax into her new and novel role as a ‘spanker of bottoms’. She delivered a series of hefty wallops to Samantha’s now reddening buttocks, using her whole body to add weight to the smacks… SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Gosh! This is really stinging my hand! What must Samantha’s bottom be feeling like?” thought Charlotte as she continued to give Samantha’s bottom a real walloping. By now Samantha was starting to emit little yelps and her bottom was beginning to dance around in most alluring fashion. Getting into her role, Charlotte started to punctuate her smacks with verbal comments,
“You’re a naughty…” SMACK! “…naughty..” SMACK! “…girl!” WALLOP! …”Aren’t you, Samantha?” SPANK!
“Yeeeouch! Oh yes, Miss. I’m a very naughty girl!”
“Oh yes, Samantha, you really are a naughty girl!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Throughout this onslaught, Samantha yelped loudly, her bottom wriggling around, and bouncing up and down on the worktop. What a wonderful sight! It had been exciting enough to watch Samantha spank the girls at school, but this surpassed Charlotte’s wildest expectations. For the first time she was the one actually doing the spanking and it really, really felt good!
Charlotte continued walloping away as vigorously as she could, but finally her arm tired and her hand started to sting atrociously. Pain was overcoming her pleasure. She stopped and started to caress Samantha’s now very hot and reddened cheeks. As Samantha lay panting across the worktop, her legs parted slightly. Charlotte could see moisture glistening around her swollen pussy lips. She gently ran her fingers over it and up the valley between Samantha’s cheeks. Samantha moaned in pleasure.
“Would you like me to continue caressing you down there, Samantha?” enquired Charlotte.
“Mmmh! Nice as that would be, I think I would like to delay my pleasure until I have spanked your naughty little bottom!”
“If that is what you desire, Samantha, I would be very happy for you to spank me,” Charlotte responded in a husky voice. Although her own pussy was also already very wet and swollen with desire, she too craved to feel the sting of a well-applied spanking across her own bottom again.
The two girls quickly changed places, Charlotte’s awaiting bottom now bent invitingly across the worktop so recently occupied Samantha’s. The worktop felt very warm and wet to her tummy.
Samantha lovingly stroked Charlotte’s bottom, savouring its every contour. As she did so, she enquired, “So Charlotte, how did you find spanking my bottom?”
“It’s the first time I’ve ever had the opportunity to spank anyone. It was most exciting. I loved it! Charlotte replied. “I can see now why you enjoy spanking the girls so much, not to mention mine!”
“Yes, spanking is rather fun, although perhaps not for most of the girls I have to deal with!” she said, with a chuckle.
After a short pause, Charlotte hesitantly asked, “I don’t suppose, Samantha, that you would let me actually spank some of the girls sent to you for punishment? I could help to lighten your load.”
Samantha continued to caress Charlotte’s bottom as she considered the request. “Well, I’ll have to think about your request carefully. I can see some potential advantages in delegating some of the punishments to you, although it’s something I may have to run past the School’s governors. You would also need some training, which I could provide if they are happy with the idea. Anyway, it’s the weekend Charlotte. Enough of school business. Warming up your lovely bottom is much more important at the moment!”
So saying, she abruptly stopped stroking Charlotte’s soft succulent flesh and, still very aroused by her own recent spanking, she commenced spanking Charlotte’s bottom. Unlike Charlotte, she didn’t waste time slowly building up to harder spanks. Right from the word go, she smacked hard, filling the kitchen with the sound of loud slaps and Charlotte’s loud yelps which echoed around the large space… SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Samantha spanked, as she always did, with a will, but Charlotte just loved every moment! She continued for some time until her urge to spank Charlotte had been at least temporarily satisfied.
As Samantha finally stopped walloping Charlotte, she bent down and placed a kiss on each cheek before running her fingers up between Charlotte’s legs, which parted easily to her touch.
“Oh good!” Samantha exclaimed. “You’re wet as well. Let’s go and play on the staircase. The bannister needs a thorough clean!”
Charlotte turned her head around from her bent over position looking a bit nonplussed. “What do you mean, ‘the bannister needs a thorough clean’?!”
Samantha giggled and grabbed Charlotte’s hand, pulling her to her feet, “You’ll see! Follow me.”
They ran together giggling into the hallway, their bottoms and bossoms bouncing beautifully as they did so. Samantha instructed Charlotte to wait at the foot of the stairs and went up a few steps. She lifted her right leg over the bannister, stradling it and entwining her stockinged legs around the upright ballisters. She then proceeded to ride the bannister rail like a jockey, grinding her pussy into the rail, her bottom pumping up and down in a most obscene fashion
She was very excited knowing that her dear friend would be looking at her pussy as she rode the rail. Charlotte was excited too standing just below Samantha, watching her friend’s bottom pump up and down, and pussy grinding on the rail.
“Oh Samantha, Your bottom is so well presented like that. It’s a shame you haven’t got a riding crop to help whip yourself into a gallop! I’m loving the way you push your bottom up and down, bobbing away faster and faster,” said Charlotte sexily.
“Then I will exaggerate my actions for you, sweetheart,” smiled Samantha as she turned her head to gaze down at Charlotte from her mount.
“Mmmmm, please do!” encouraged Charlotte.
“Why not join me? I know that you are already well-lubricated, so it shouldn’t take you long to bring yourself off!”
Charlotte needed no further encouragement, and quickly mounted the rail below Samantha.
Then like two horses, they were off! Bottoms bobbing, pussies grinding, one watching eagerly, the other showing herself off just as eagerly….moans from both adding to the erotically charged atmosphere.
Tits bounced, buttocks wobbled, pussies squelched to orgasm, as they rode the bannister as if in the Grand National…both orgasmed together, quite heroically!
They swapped places several times so that each could enjoy the view of the other as they rode themselves to orgasm several more times before they finally felt satiated.
They left the to dry on its own. As the day passed, they would enjoy the naughty sticky reminder. Then calmly, almost as if the gallop had not happened, they polished the stairs before proceeding on to the landing at the top of the stairs.
After riding the bannister rail to orgasm, our two delightful young friends continued cleaning the stairs. They finally reached the top at a window overlooking the garden where they had hung Samantha’s knickers on the washing line during Charlotte’s previous visit last weekend. After cleaning the window, they stood side by side quietly looking out at the scene for some time, both feeling as though they were in a dream.
However, despite their earlier exploits in the kitchen and on the stairs, they both still felt a strong, almost insatiable urge for just a little more fun. Turning to Charlotte, Samantha took her arm and gently led her to the bannister rail at the top of the stairs, bent her over it and started caressing her bottom. Charlotte made no attempt to resist her friend’s actions. She pushed her bottom out, willing Samantha to spank her again. And spank her she did in the half lit corridor of the atmospheric Victorian house in which Samantha lived. Smacks and sexy little yelps filled the air. Samantha could not have been more focussed on the task of smacking her beautiful friend’s full ripe bottom, whilst Charlotte draped over the bannister rail was in pure ecstasy, the heat in her buttocks rapidly building to a raging fire in her groin as she edged closer and closer to orgasm.
After Charlotte’s orgasm had waned, they reversed their roles, it was Samantha’s turn for a spanking orgasm.
It was now late afternoon and both felt exhausted, but extremely happy and totally satisfied. They stood together, in their favourite position, the only sounds were a clock ticking, and them breathing….
Another beautiful Saturday passed by…