As we sat on the couch, Sarah confessed that she had had many opportunities in high school to explore sex but always felt compelled to be a good girl; to do as her parents would want her to do. Then it became an obstacle, a thing, and she did not know how to change her behaviour. When I forced her hand down my pants she said that she felt liberated and was so "turned on." Then when I smacked her hand and forced her to submit to me she loved it and realized that something else was going on. She snuggled her face into me. I liked to be spanked, to call you sir and master. I liked to pretend that you had me all tied up. I think I always needed that.

She wanted someone to dominant like her daddy; to take away any decisions from her. She told me that she is wet now thinking about it. I looked down at her curved bottom. She remained in the fetal position, her lovely cheeks, stretched almost to a point. I have my needs too and decided to see if we were in fact made for each other.

"Well, missy I think you have been a naughty girl today and deserve a spanking rather than any congratulations. Tell daddy exactly what this boy did to you."

"It wasn't my fault daddy," she simpered. " I was cleaning my glass and he came up behind me and pressed it against me."

"Get over my knee, young lady." I demanded, she slinked over me rubbing sensuously against my cock and settled over my lap. "Now just exactly what did he press against you?"

"His big juicy long cock, daddy, his cum filled cock." she undulated at the telling. I smacked her marvelous ass. She moaned and continued. "Oh daddy. He pressed it against my ass. My cunt went all juicy daddy and I pressed back to feel the length of his dick and to feel his balls daddy." I administered more deft slaps to her bottom. It turned a glorious rose color as I tanned it.

"Then daddy he turned me around and pressed his hairy prick against my stomach and his nuts rested on my pussy." She spread her legs and I spanked her dripping pussy as she spoke. "Then he took my hand and stuck it down his pants daddy and I felt my first cock. It was hard but covered with silky smooth skin and he made me stroke it daddy. I wanted to milk it daddy just like I'd heard the other girls talk about."

"You stroked his fucking cock didn't you, you little slut." I was really spanking her now and she was writhing in delight on my lap.

"Yes, yes, I gave him a handjob daddy and felt his sticky creamy cum on my hand. And I loved it daddy. I held his dick like this." she reached her outside hand under herself and garbbed me. "And I pumped his cock like this daddy. Harder and harder and faster and faster and I felt his stomach go all tight just like yours daddy."

I was slapping her ass, her legs, her thighs and her driving pussy and she was wailing away on my cock her hand reaching under . I was in heaven spanking that bum as I had imagined so often. I spanked her like there was never going to be an end to it. She reveled in it. I switched to finger fucking her like a mad man. I felt her hymen give way as I pounded my fingers deeper and deeper into her thrusting cunt, a smack, smack, smack came from my knuckles as my fist banged into her soft willing pussy. The squishing sound spurred us both on to greater passion.

We both yelled and came, neither of us stopped our proding and yanking on each other. We both ended up on the rug, flipping around like a pair of goldfish out of the bowl.. Oh my Sarah...