Tag: humor

Eva wasn’t sure what to say. Her friend Lauren had come to her needing to talk. Again. Eva was pretty sure it was going to be about James again… Lauren’s boyfriend was not a bad guy, really, but both him and her seemed to be quite rubbish a communicating. More than once, Eva had found herself playing intermediary between the two. Sometimes, he was being an ass, and sometimes, Lauren was being pig-headed. And in the end, they always ended up back together, and Lauren would text her about how happy she was. Meanwhile, Eva was still single, but that didn’t seem to cross her friend’s mind.

This time, however, things had been a little different. From the moment she had entered her little apartment, Lauren had been blushing and avoiding eye contact, only answering in short, monosyllabic mumbles. Finally, after two cups of tea and a lot of patience, Lauren had spilled it. Not only had she had another argument with James, he had… spanked her! The admission had left Eva stunned, and Lauren blushing more than ever. And now, Eva wasn’t sure what to say.

“What do you mean he spanked you?” she finally asked.

“Well… You know…” Lauren said, miming a downward slap with her hand.

“But like… To punish you? As if you were a kid?” Eva asked, torn between shock and hilarity.

“It’s not funny!” Lauren protested, seeing the corners of Eva’s mouth creasing up into a smile.

“Well, no, of course, but like… How does that even happen?”

“I… I kinda yelled at him and… I shoved him a little…”

“O… kay?”

“And then the next second I was dangling like an idiot over his lap, and he was slapping my butt!”

Eva bit her lip, trying not to laugh. She could picture Lauren kicking her legs and pouting, with James just peppering her rather round backside with slap after slap… It couldn’t be real. She laughed out loud.

“You’re pulling my leg, right? What did he actually do?”

“No, Eva! It’s not funny! He even got a ruler!”

“No way? Like Miss Carter when we were in school?!”

“Actually yeah, just like her…”

“Wow…”

Both fell silent for a moment. Eva suddenly realised that this whole time, Lauren hadn’t sat down.

“So… Are you okay, like?” she finally asked.

“Pff, I don’t know, he’s such a knob…”

“What was the argument about?”

“Nothing…”

“You don’t get to that point for no reason…”

Lauren sighed. “I just wanted to order pizza and he said we had lots of food in the fridge…”

“That’s it?” Eva asked, incredulous.

“Well… I did call him a small-dicked melon because he wouldn’t let me get my pizza, like…”

“That insult doesn’t even make sense…”

“Yeah, that’s what he said… And he started laughing so I yelled at him, and I pushed him, you know…”

“So, you were clearly being reasonable, yeah?” Eva said, rolling her eyes.

“No… But like, I just wanted pizza…”

Eva shook her head. “Seems to me like you were being a spoiled brat…”

Lauren pouted and shrugged. Another moment passed.

“So…” Eva started.

“So what?…” Lauren said.

“Can I ask…”

“Ask what?”

“How did he do it, like…?”

“The spanking?”

“Yeah?…” Eva blushed.

Lauren looked at the floor and mumbled.

“What was that?” asked Eva

“I said, he took me over his lap… On the sofa, like…” Lauren said again, louder.

“Aren’t you a bit too tall for that?” Eva said.

“No.”

“Really?”

Lauren sighed and came towards her friend. “Right, sit there, like that, yeah. That’s how he was.” She lowered herself and came over Eva’s lap. “There, see? It fits surprisingly well…”

Surprised, Eva didn’t even think to protest. From one moment to the next, her friend was over her lap, her little skirt barely covering her bottom. She felt heavy over her lap, but other than that it did feel comfortable, like a natural position for one to be.

“And then what?” Eva asked, her breath a little shallow. She fully expected Lauren to get up again, but she didn’t show any sign of it.

“Then he started spanking me!” Lauren said, shaking her head.

Eva gave her a playful slap. “Like this?”

“Kinda…”

Eva gave her another, surprised by the bounce she could feel under the skirt’s fabric.

“What do you mean, kinda?”

“He wasn’t so gentle; I can tell you that…”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah… It hurt!”

“Like this?” Eva said, slapping Lauren’s bottom hard.

“Oww… Yeah… That’s more like it…” Lauren sighed.

Eva bit her lip again, feeling a very pleasing warmth spreading from between her legs.

“But like…” Lauren continued, “He didn’t let me keep my skirt down…”

“Ah…” Eva said, “So like… this?” She lifted the skirt up and rolled it around Lauren’s waist. At a glance, she could see that her friend had been telling the truth. Her bottom, round and attractive now that she had a full view of it, had some clearly visible marks on it underneath the tasteful knickers that Lauren was wearing.

“Yeah…” Lauren said, nodding. “He even took the undies down and everything…”

“Really?” Eva said, passing a finger along the knicker’s elastic band. She wasn’t too sure why she was doing all of this, or why Lauren was letting her, but somehow, it seemed right. James had clearly had enough of her childish behaviour, and she couldn’t really blame him. Maybe she could let a bit of frustration out as well… The thought made her blush, and the warmth in her stomach felt a lot warmer. She pressed her thighs together.

“Yeah!” Lauren said, seemingly oblivious on the effect the demonstration was having on her friend.

The panties slowly came down as Eva pulled them.

“No, no!” Lauren said

“I’m sorry!” Eva said, letting the band go with a clack! against Lauren’s flesh.

“I mean he, like, yanked them down!”

“Oh!” Eva said, doing just that. With the white knickers at half-thigh, the full glory of Lauren’s pretty bottom was all hers to admire, and she did like what she was looking at… Without even realizing, she was patting and gently rubbing along the marks she could make out. Lauren moaned softly. Pain? Desire? Eva had no idea. But neither did anything to stop what was going on. Before long, the pats had become little slaps, and then harder ones. Palmfuls fell one after the other on Lauren’s fidgeting behind, and both girls’ breaths were getting shorter. Eva felt her nipples harden; her thighs moist. She had never desired Lauren like that but… Her bottom bouncing under her hands, her shole body pressing against her as she was being punished… It was something deliciously new, deliciously different… Lauren moaned, her cheeks running wet with tears. Both girls were panting now, from pain, tension and lust alike. Eva stopped a moment, rubbing Lauren’s reddened cheeks in large concentric motions. Lauren closed her eyes and softly sighed.

“He wasn’t nice like that…” she said.

“You mentioned something about a ruler?” Eva said, innocently.

“Oh yeah! Dunno where he found it, but it was a shock…”

“There’s probably one under there,” Eva said, pointing at the coffee table. As a young teacher, she spent a lot of time marking and planning on her sofa, and a ruler always came in handy. Lauren extended an arm without getting up from Eva’s lap, rummaged around a few second and held a ruler triumphantly. “Aha!”

She passed it to Eva, who took it without a word. Lauren fidgeted herself back in a comfortable position. Before long, the ruler was whipping down on her already sore bottom, the noise of each hit as biting as the pain. Like a crackling fire, it burned and left mark after mark.

“Is that how he did it?” Eva asked.

“Well, yes…” Lauren said, “A bit harder perhaps?”

“Oh! Let’s see…” Eva said with a smile.

And the ruler came down harder, and harder, over and over again. The pain kept building, and Eva showed no sign of relenting. Just like James had done. And just like Lauren wanted.