Bush's Law 2
The coach left her in the locker room to come out to receive cheers from the
audience. I decided to go in there to see if she needed help dressing.
When she saw me she ran to me to hug me saying,"Oh God Angel. It was even worse
than I thought."
I felt embarrassed being hugged by a naked girl but I knew she needed consoling
so I hugged her back feeling her soft breasts mashed into mine.
Her whole body felt hot and sweaty from all her exertions even her breasts began
warming mine. I have never had any lesbian tendencies but she felt so soft and
warm I carressed the welts on her butt. She murmured that feels good. Let's get
home so I can rub them a lot."
She said her butt was too sore for panties so we just put on her skirt. When I
helped her put on the bra she said,"That is weird. My boobs have swollen. The
bra is uncomfortable. She took it off and just put on her t-shirt.
She told me to check to see if everyone had gone so I looked out the door. I
just saw her Dad and the coach and principal. Strangely her Dad was smiling at
them."
I told her everyone had left and took her hand after following her request to
stuff her panties and bra into my panties so no-one would know she was not
wearing them.
She didn't fool anyone. Her nipples poked out the shirt and jiggled as she
walked. The principal said,"You will be good now. Won't you."
She said,"Yes. I never want to go through that again."
On the way home she was too sore to sit so she laid on her tummy on the back
seat with her head in my lap. She whispered, "Would you rub me a little."
I said, "Okay."
She lifted up and pulled her skirt up to her waist then laid back down. I
whispered, "I can hardly believe a girl who wears granny panties is bare assed
in a car downtown in stretlights."
She whispered back,"What difference does it make. The whole town has seen me
naked."
I carressed the welts gently while she moaned,"That feels so good. Do the inner
thighs. They are really sore."
I carressed them feeling strange to be carressing another girl so close to her
crotch but she was so soft and warm it seemed nice and also weirdly carressing
her made it seem almost like carressing myself.
She began to moan in pleasure while she rubbed her chin against my crotch.Even
though as I said I had never considered having sex with a girl carressing her
and hearing her moans of pleasure while her chin rubbed my crotch was really
turning me on.
She moaned, "Higher."
I brought my hand closer to her pussy in fact so close the edge of my hand was
rubbing it. I felt my hand getting wet and realised this was not just helping
the hurts it was turning her on.
She lifted her head from my lap and whispered,"Thank you.This is making the pain
go away."
Without warning she pulled up my skirt and kissed my thigh.I didn't know what to
do. I could hardly believe I was rubbing her pussy and she was kissing my thigh
with her Dad in the front seat so close to us.
I felt embarrassed and opened my legs to get her lips off my thigh but she
misinterpreted my move and put her lips on my pussy covered only with thin
panties and began nibbling it. I felt like shocks run through my body and wanted
her to stop but it felt so good.
Her Dad said something. In a kind of daze I said,"What?"
Her Dad said, "I said maybe I should stop at the drugstore to see if they have
anything to put on her welts."
"Oh yeah. Good idea."
When we pulled into the brightly lighted mall I had an excuse to pull down my
skirt and hers feeling confused at my reactions. I even went into the store with
him because I was afraid I would continue what I was doing and probably be
caught doing it.
The pharmacist recommended a cream that was supposed to be good for rashes and
burns that contained a pain killer so he bought a couple of tubes of it.
When we went back I sat in the front seat with him in spite of her
plaintive,"Aren't you going to sit with me?"
When we started driving again he said,"This isn't her first spanking. Up to she
was about eleven we would have her take off her clothes and lean over the table
for eight or ten swats with my belt. It wsn't brutal or anything. It justed
turned her butt red and she didn't seem to mind much. But then we did something
that changed her whole personality. She spilled pop on some work I had brought
home and it made me so mad I had her take off her clothes and gave her a lot
more severe spanking that I had before. Unfortunately my brother and his wife
and their nine year old boy were there. From then on she dressed real
conservatively and would do anything to avoid another spanking.
That explained a lot. I said,"God. Didn't you realise she was entering puberty
and would be self conscious about her changing body?"
"No. To us she was just our little girl. She needs consoling.Could you stay
overnight with us."
I had mixed feelings. She was my friend and I should but I was afraid we may
have sex and more afraid I would want to. I said,"Yes if it is alright with my
parents."
I said "What were you talking about with the coach and principal. I saw you
smiling."
"We were amazed by the huge crowd that came. the coach said that they could make
more money off this than sports. I agreed and said my firm could handle the
publicity. I have a new client.
"God isn't that a form of prostitution?"
"No there is no sex involved. In the old days people paid for front row seats at
whippings or executions."
I said,"That is sick."
He just said,"Maybe but it is human nature. Don't try to be pure. I saw you were
excited seeing Kelly spanked.'
There was nothing I couold say since it was true.
As soon as we got to their house he called my folks who agreed I should stay.
She said "Lets go to my room. I want to see if the cream works."
We wnt up and as soon as she closed the door she took off the skirt and went
over to look at herself in the mirror. Her butt and thighs were now a darker red
and she was sure to have bruises. She turned to me rubbing her inner thighs with
her thumbs moving the lips of her pussy while she said,"My ass hurts but my
thighs are what is really sore. Do you know who yelled at him to hit my thighs?"
I said, "No" staring almost hypnotically at her lips squirming together under
her thumbs.
"I do. It was our neighbor. I will never be able to look at him again without
remembering that damn cane cutting in to my thighs. Let's put on the cream. I'll
lie across your lap so you better take off your clothes to keep from getting
greasy. I didn't have anything else to wear so I took off my skirt then after a
brief hesitation took off my blouse too.
I sat on the bed and she crawled over my bare legs. She felt real warm and soft.
To keep my mind off that I decided to talk. "Was it as awful as it looked?"
"Weirdly I really dreaded being hit but I think the humiliation was worse. The
coach took me into the dressing room and made me take off all my clothes while
he watched or he would do it.I dreaded being naked and took off my blouse and
skirt real slow but then when I slowly slid my bra off my breasts he said,"Yeah
baby nice and slow. Tease me." I realised the bastard was enjoying the slow
baring so I defiantly ripped off my panties in one fast move then kicked them at
him. He came to me and felt my butt and thighs saying,"Nice and full.They will
take a lot of punishment. I was blushing to my toes. I was so grateful when he
handed me the smock and tied it up behind me but then he put on the handcuffs.
That made me feel horribly defenseless. The real shock was when we went out the
door and I saw all those people. None of them felt sorry for me. The boys were
grinning and staring and everybody, even you looked excited."
I felt bad about that because it was true. I said,"You have to remember this was
a brand new experience. I don't think any of us expected you to be hurt so much.
You can't blame the boys. They had never seen more of you than your lower legs.
This was the opportunity of a lifetime."
"Yes but you would think the girls would understand and feel sorry for me."
"Well you have always been uptight. Maybe they were curious."
"Yeah maybe if I had worn the eentsie bikinis you girls wore it wouldn't have
been a big deal."
"Maybe."
I was still rubbing her butt cheeks.She said,"Rub the thighs. That is what
really hurts."
I rubbed the marks furthest from her pussy but soon she said,"Higher." she
opened her legs and raised her butt. Her tight little pussy only covered by
sparse blonde hair hid nothing. I began rubbing at the crease which had the
angriest marks fascinated by the way my hands were making her pussy lips rub on
each other. I felt myself getting wet because I was doing to her what I did to
myself when I masturbated.
Then she said,"Let me change position so you can rub up and down on my butt and
thighs."
She got off me and kneeled between my legs. She grabbed my butt and slid me
toward her until her lips were on my belly button saying."Okay you should be
able to rub from the crease up."
I began to rub with my thumbs rubbing her pussy and into her ass crack. She
sighed,"That feels good."
She began kissing my bellybutton then her hands pulled the waistband of my
panties down a bit to kiss lower. I knew this was wrong and I should stop her
but it felt so good.
She kind of humped up and her tongue slipped into the op of my slit right on my
clitoris. There was no more pretense. I let my fingers go into her pussy and
lifted my butt so she could pull my panties down lower. Her tongue went in
deeper and wiggled then she slid her hands under my bra to squeeze my nipples.
In all my years of masturbation I had never been so turned on.
She stood up and pulled me to my feet where she pulled off my bra and knelt to
slide my panties down to my feet so I could step out of them. When they were off
she planted a big wet french kiss right into my pussy. I thought I may explode.
She pushed me back down on the bed and went to my head. She kissed my cheeks and
eyes and lips then my neck and then my breasts. Her breasts were right over my
face so I took them in my hands and when she kissed my nipples I kissed her then
sucked on them like she was doing. She began kissing down my tummy so I did hers
with her pussy coming closer and closer to my mouth. I wondered if it would
taste bad. Her tongue dove into my slit and my tongue went into hers. She didn't
taste bad I thought inanely this must be what it is like to kiss the big lips of
a black man. If you think about it. the scene was really obscene. We were
licking and slurping on each other like rutting dogs with our juices soaking our
cheeks. Even if I had thought about it I don't think I would have cared since I
was brought to the strongest orgasm of my life followed by another. Her little
sighs and shudders let me know she was having them too.
We were all sweaty so we decided to take a shower. As we were gently washing
each other I asked,"Does this make us lesbians?"
She said,"I don't think so. I like boys."
I said,"Me too but I have never slept with one so I have no way to compare."
"Well now that they have all seen me naked I may as well go all the way.Are you
with me."
"Yeah . My doctor says I don't have a hymen so I don't have to worry about
losing that.
We went back to bed but I guess we were feeling guilty or something because she
put on a cotton nightie and gave me one.
Before we went to sleep she said,"I am going to tell you something you must
promise never to tell anyone else. Okay?"
"Okay I promise."
"Well after five or six of the pain caused by the cane I kind of blanked out.
It didn't hurt as bad and I didn't really need to dance around so much. I did it
because of the applause and ceers. I felt like a rock star. Is that weird or
not?"
"I don't know. It sounds weird but I have never been spanked. Maybe it is
normal."
"Well you are a cheerleader. You must get a little rush at the cheers."
She was right and I tried to increase the cheers by loosening my bra so my boobs
could move and pulled my tights up into my asscrack knowing people would think
it was just caused by the splits and things.I said,"Yeah I guess you are right."
"Well just imagine all the people cheering just for you."
She had hit on one of my favorite fantasies to masturbate with. I had imagined
the football team had taken me out to the middle of the field and stripped me in
front of the crowd then pulled me along the sidelines to let people feel me. It
struck me the fantasy had happened to her when the coach led her back to the
locker room naked.
I said,"Yeah this is strange. Remember when the coach led you back to the locker
room and people reached out to touch you?"
"I'll never forget."
Well that is my fantasy except it is at a football game and the players lead me
all around the sidelines."
"Wow. Maybe you should go for a spanking.
"No way. Being stripped may excite me but I don't want to be hurt. I bawl if I
get a sliver."
She yawned,"It isn't the same."
I thought maybe not but remembering the way that cane had dug into her butt to
leave a welt convinced me I was right."
We went to sleep.
In the morning I got up to get dressed but Kelly said, "Wear the nightie to
breakfast. Dad loves watching Mom walk around in her nightie with her boobs
swaying. He will like you even more."
The idea appealed to me and I giggled. I didn't even object when she unbuttoned
three buttons to let it show a lot of cleavage. I went over to the mirror to
pose. I found when I bent over I could see almost to the nipples and at the back
the bottom quarter of my butt cheeks showed. I knew I could make those poses and
still seem innocent.
Kelly said, "Watch the front of his pants and see a bulge grow."
I was real helpful at breakfast. When her Mom spilled a little pancake batter I
bent over to wipe it up knowing practically my whole butt was shown to him and
anytime his coffee cup got low I would lean over to refill it smiling at his
eyes glued to my breasts. Sure enough a bulge grew and he must have been huge
considering the tent it made.
He went to the bathroom and Kelly giggled,"He is in there a long time to pee."
Her Mom said,"You girls shold be ashamed. Poor Tom hasn't been able to make love
to me for a week because of my yeast infection and he is really horny."
She was smiling though so I knew she wasn't really mad.
My clothes were still clean so we dressed and I went home.
end part two
