My best friend Marsha and I are both eighteen and have been close since second grade. She told me something a few days ago that really got my nipples hard and my cunty aching to be tended to. I had told Marsha that mom was punishing me for something stupid that I did. My punishment was that I couldn't use the car for two weeks which is a pretty strict punishment as far as I'm concerned. This then led to us discussing our childhood punishments and their effectiveness. Marsha told me that most of the time her punishments were the same, a naked, bare-bottom spanking. This really caught my attention because I had never been spanked. I asked what was her punishment when she got older. Marsha said that she continues to be spanked by her mom if her behavior is out of control. She was spanked as recently as a month ago. She had to stand totally naked in her room with her hands on her head while her mom sat on a chair to her side and gave her the spanking. The last one she got was fifty smacks on each cheek. I asked her if she cried and she said, "lots of times."
Later, at home I thought about Marsha and her spankings and caused myself to get sexually excited. I don't know why but I did. I went into the bathroom and as I jilled I pictured Marsha naked and getting a spanking. My orgasm was intense.
The next day I had an idea. I asked my mom if I could be punished some other way because it was killing me not having use of the car. Mom's response was, "like how?" I said, "why not spank me?" Mom said, "don't be ridiculous, you're eighteen." End of discussion or so I thought. The next day out of the blue, mom says, "if I spank you it will be a serious bare-bottom spanking with a paddle." That evening we went to mom's room where I was told to remove all of my clothes. I asked why I had to take off my bra and mom said it was to add to my humiliation. It did because I have tiny tits and equally tiny nipples. I got on the bed on my belly and mom sat next to me.
The spanking began and the paddle really stung. Mom took her time in giving me forty smacks on each cheek with the wooden paddle. She would do three rapid smacks on one cheek and the three on the other. Mom would then wait for around twenty seconds for me to calm down and then another three to each cheek. A few times I tried to reach back and rub my sore cheeks but mom pulled my hands away and told me to stop acting like a child. It took about fifteen minutes. Afterwards she rubbed my butt cheeks for about ten minutes. Let me tell you readers, I don't know what I was thinking but I was strongly tempted to turn over and hope that mom would take the initiative and touch it. I mentally forced myself not to do it and I didn't. After going to bed I jilled thinking of my spanking.
I later learned that after mom and I talked she called her sister and told her of our conversation. It was my aunt who told mom a spanking was a great idea.
I can't wait to tell Marsha.