Chapter 9

Two hours and quite a few glasses of wine later, Jenny and Michael sat in her car outside Jenny's apartment. Both of them were still feeling the effects of the alcohol they had consumed.

Jenny was suddenly very nervous again. She had a dilemma: should she invite Michael up... would it be rude not to? If she did, what would happen? While she didn't have an easy answer, she had convinced herself that she was still in control.

Finally she turned to the waiting woman and said, "Uh... would you... uh like to come up for a minute?" She was half hoping and, at the same time, fearing that she would say no.

"That would be nice," Michael answered without hesitation.

As Jenny led Michael up the stairs, she couldn't help but feel the older woman's eyes on her ass. And, as much as she didn't want to admit it, her increasing heartbeat and the weakness in her knees said that it was exciting her.

At the door, Jenny fumbled with her keys, unable to get the proper one into the lock.

"Here," Michael said, taking the key from her trembling hands with a knowing smile and unlocking the door.

As soon as the two stepped into the apartment, and the door was closed, Michael spun Jenny around and took her into her arms.

"Michael," Jenny gasped as the older woman leaned forward as if to kiss her. Jenny turned her head to the side.

Michael was undeterred. She bent her head and kissed her bare neck, sending goose bumps up and down the younger woman's body. At the same time Michael's hands slipped down her back and she grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling her toward her. "I love your ass," Michael whispered as her lips rained kisses onto the trembling woman's neck. Then, quickly, before Jenny could protest, Michael pulled the back of her dress up until she could grasp her bare ass cheeks. "Mmmmm," she whispered. "You have very spankable ass cheeks. Have you ever had an erotic spanking?"

Jenny felt electric shocks go through her. "Noooo," she gasped.

"You don't know what you're missing," she said before reluctantly pulling her hands from her ass and reaching for the two thin straps of her dress top.

Jenny stood frozen as the older woman slipped her fingers under the shoulder straps and pushed them down her arms. The top of the dress immediately fell from Jenny's breasts, leaving her in only her support bra.

"Wonderful bra," Michael said as she looked down at her pretty bra and the shimmering flesh of her breasts. Then her hands moved up. A second later she had insinuated them into the bra and pulled both of Jenny's breasts out.

"Ohhhhh," Jenny hissed as the cool air of the room caressed her already hard and very hot nipples. She had to fight back the urge to run... to end this. But yet her legs felt like rubber and seemed to only have enough energy to hold her body upright.

"Oh Jesus," Michael moaned as she saw the long nipples. Immediately her head bent as her hands lifted the two large orbs. A second later she had one nipple in her hot mouth.

"Oh God Michael... please." Jenny didn't know if she was saying please stop or please continue. Her eyes closed and she swayed back on her heels as the experienced mouth of the older woman sent shock waves through her.

Michael smiled around the nipple she was sucking when she felt Jenny trembling. As she continued to suck, she slowly began to push her into the living room. By the time both nipples were wet with her saliva, she had her standing at the edge of the sofa. Without saying anything, Michael quickly spun around and sat down on the sofa, pulling Jenny over her lap until she was over her knees, facing the floor.

Jenny squealed as she fell over the woman's thighs. "Michael... what are you doing?" she cried.

"Just a little experiment," the very excited woman answered as she flipped Jenny's dress to her waist. It was Michael's turn to gasp as Jenny's fleshy but firm cheeks came into view. Quickly, before Jenny could protest, she brought her opened palm down on her ass. The resounding slap rang out in the quiet room like a gunshot.

"Ahheeeee!" Jenny screamed and wiggled her hips as if to dislodge herself. However, at the same time, the smack sent electric shock up and down her body. Then, before she could protest again, she felt the hand come down again and then again.

Suddenly, Michael was spanking her with a rapid tempo, raising her hand high in the air and bringing it down with loud smack. Much to the older woman's delight, within seconds, Jenny's protests turned into whimpers of submission... or was it pleasure?

A strange feeling was rushing through Jenny. On one hand, she didn't like the sting of the smacks on her tender flesh, but on the other, it was sending pulses of excitement to her rapidly swelling pussy lips. The feeling was like nothing she had ever felt before. She had never really been submissive before, especially not with a woman. Yet, her excitement was growing rapidly.

Michael suppressed a groan of excitement as she felt Jenny's struggles wane. Soon, the only thing that was moving was Jenny's ass and Michael's falling hand. Jenny's movement no longer appeared to be in protest, but rather her buttocks seemed to be raising up to meet her hand. She watched as Jenny's white skin turned a pretty shade of pink and then to red. Each blow of her hand echoed throughout the room, bouncing off the walls and providing adrenaline to the excited woman electrified body.

"Ohhhhhh Michael," Jenny hissed, her voice betraying her excitement. Suddenly she was feeling every blow in the center of her sex. She wondered if it was all the wine that she had consumed. Whatever it was, it was making her heart pound in her chest and it was difficult to catch her breath.

Then suddenly the blows stopped.

"Let's see," Michael whispered as she slipped her fingers between Jenny's legs.

Jenny squirmed and closed her eyes in mortification. She knew what the woman would find.

The older woman tightened her arm around Jenny's waist as she lifted the gusset of her panties and rubbed her fingers across the swollen lips. "Ah... just as I thought," she said, pulling her wet fingers out and holding them up to the light.

Jenny couldn't see the fingers but she knew that they were wet. Her face turned red with shame. "Ohhhhhh!!! she suddenly gasped.

Michael had moved her hand back between her legs and slipped two fingers into her pulsing hole. "Even wetter inside," she exclaimed as she moved her finger in and out of her sopping hole. "A few more should do it," she said. A second later she was smacking her ass again.

"Ouch!!!" Jenny gasped in surprise and jumped on Michael's lap. Just as quickly she began to respond to the blows, moving her hips up and down on her thighs. There was no sign of protest in her now. Instead she seemed to welcome the blows. Each one seemed to multiple the charge that was rocketing through her pussy. Her head was spinning and she felt as if she was on the verge of climaxing.

Michael had other ideas though. When she realized that Jenny was ready to climax she quickly stopped smacking her and pushed her to her feet.

Jenny stood swaying in front of the seated woman, disoriented. She was having a difficult time focusing her eyes and her head was spinning so much that she thought she might collapse. Her fogged brain wondered why Michael had stopped spanking her.

That question was answered an instant later when Michael quickly stood and spun the stunned woman around, pushing her to sit on the sofa. A second later she was kneeling between her legs.

Jenny's senses came back to her for a second as she watched the Michael lift her legs and pull her panties off. "Michael... we... you shouldn't." It came out as a weak protest. She didn't mean it anyway.

Michael ignored her and bent her head to begin kissing her on her now wet thighs. "Mmmm," she moaned as her tongue found the gobs of girl juice that had trickled down her thighs. She licked one wet thigh and then the other. When both thighs were clean, she pulled her head back and gazed at the girl's very swollen lips. "God, I've been wanting to eat you ever since I saw your pussy in the dressing room. It beautiful, so swollen," she gasped. With that her head moved slowly forward.

Jenny was frozen, her eyes opened wide in a combination of fright and excitement. "Michaeeeelllll!!!" she screamed when the woman's mouth found her protruding inner lips. As if in reflex, she grabbed Michael's head to push it away. But, incredibly, instead she pulled it between her now wide spread thighs. Her hips began to bounce on the sofa as the woman's experienced mouth began to work wonders on her. "Yes, yes, yes," she gasped as she moved rapidly toward her climax. Then, when Michael sucked her swollen clit inside her mouth, she went over the top.

The older woman sucked hard, pulling the smooth little pea into her ravenous mouth. Then her tongue began to flick over the smooth surface.

"Oh Godddddd!!!" Jenny screamed and pulled the woman's mouth hard to her pulsing hole. As tremors of pleasure ripped through her, she could still feel the tingling in her ass cheeks. It was a burning... almost an itch. Waves of total pleasure consumed the climaxing woman. It went on for a long time. Each time she thought she was coming down, Michael would find a new place for her lips or tongue. The waves of climax washed through her like the tide hitting the shore during a hurricane. They kept coming until she could no loner distinguish one from the other. The room began to spin and then grew dark.