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The Freshmen
 

The cold metal of the truck pressed against her naked hips.  Matt leaned over and kissed her passionately.  “Tell me what a bad girl you’ve been” he hissed in her ear.  

She laughed with delight “I’ve been very wicked” she whispered hotly. 

Matt smiled eagerly as he rubbed her naked bottom, her panties at half mast and her skirt flipped up over her lower back.  Matt had never made her bend over the front of his truck before, and she loved the game he was playing.  It was dark outside and very late, but they were alone in the woods and no one else was around. 

He leaned over and kissed her behind her ear, pressing his body hard against hers and jamming his fingers into her moist crevice.  “What do bad girls deserve?”  He whispered hotly in her ear.

She tingled with delight “spankings” she giggled.

Matt had a surprise for her.  He had spanked her many times before with his hand, but tonight he wanted to try out his belt.  She heard the clanking of the buckle and wiggled restlessly.  “What’s that?” she asked as if she didn’t already know.

He smiled and laughed as he yanked his belt through the loops, then leaned forward and nuzzled her neck.  “I’m gonna whip your butt” he said wickedly.

She grinned with enthusiasm.  “No you’re not” she said in mock protest, unable to believe how turned on he was making her.

Matt doubled over his belt, taking time to finger the leather thoughtfully.  He couldn’t wait to smack her firm white bottom with his belt and watch her reaction.  His hard shaft strained against the denim of his pants.  They had been dating for four months now, and every time they got together it was always a new adventure.  They had met at the Junior College Freshman mixer, and immediately Matt was drawn to Becky.  She was very outgoing and well liked by everyone.  Everyone at the mixer wanted to be with Becky, but she had chosen Matt.  It didn’t take Matt long to discover why.  Somehow Becky had been able to sense Matt was the spanking kind, and she was the kind that wanted to be spanked.

Matt had spanked her right from their first date, over his knee, and from then on he spanked her all the time with his hand on her beautiful round bare bottom, watching her bottom turn a nice rosy red as she wiggled and squirmed from the pain.  It never seemed to take long for her to want sex after a good spanking, and Matt had never known a girl as horny as Becky.   

She leaned over the hood of the truck nervously with a mixture of excitement and anticipation, her panties falling further down her legs.   

“Take off your panties” he said and she smiled.  She slipped her panties quickly down and off her long thin legs, tossing them to the side.  Matt knew it turned her on when he issued orders, so he could tell she was enjoying this.  His groin ached with anticipation, wanting so badly to shove himself into her soft warm pussy and fuck her brains out.   

Becky had never been naked from the waist down out in the open like this in the middle of nowhere.  She was getting very hot and turned on by the entire experience, even more so by his increasingly commanding tone.  She loved it when he was authoritative with her, making her feel she was subject to him, like he was her master.    

He reached forward and touched her tender bottom, gripping it and kneading it with his hands.  “You want the belt don’t you” he said hotly in her ear.  “Tell me how much you deserve this.” He said.

“Oh I’ve been very bad and need a good hard whipping.”  She moaned, almost ready to orgasm before he even started.

She listened to the delightful sound of him doubling over the belt and her heart was filled eagerly with anticipation.  Finally she got what she had been waiting for, the belt smacked against her bare flesh and she wiggled with delight.  The sensation was wonderful, it stung, but she loved it.    

“You are such a bad girl” he hissed in mock anger. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!  He noticed her bottom was beinning to turn red.  Her reaction to the licks of his belt intensified with each and every SMACK of the leather.  He was hitting her harder now.  He knew it must hurt, but he sensed she wanted it to hurt.     

He admired the redness of the stripes across her bare flesh.  They were difficult to see in the dim light of the Coleman flashlight, resting on a nearby boulder.  He moved forward, caressing her bottom with his hands and when the tips of his fingers dipped between her legs, he could feel how wet she was.  He knew what she wanted, but she wasn’t ready, not yet.  

He took aim once more with his belt, hitting her a dozen more times, and almost releasing his load into his pants as he watched her wiggle and moan with each smack.  He willed himself to hold back from releasing, but it was difficult. 

“Ouch” she began to make noise now.  He hit her a few more times wondering if she would tell him to stop, but she didn’t.  She took each and every lick. 

He couldn't stand it any longer.  He moved behind her, standing over the back of her, reaching up beneath her blouse, and moving her bra out of the way so he could feel her breasts.  Her arms were outstretched on the truck and her naked red flaming bottom was bare before him.  He caressed her breasts with one hand and rubbed her sore bottom with the other.  He whispered in her ear to keep perfectly still.  He had never commanded her during their sex play and he felt emboldened as he saw a small smile cross her lips.  "That's a good girl."  He whispered.     

Her nipples were rigid and hard and her bottom was throbbing in pain.  Finally he reached down and undid his pants, pulling them down and releasing his rigid shaft.  He looked down at her bottom and wanted to fuck her in the ass in the worst way, but he knew they were not yet ready for that sort of play yet, so instead he pulled her gently away from the truck and bent her over enough that he could insert himself inside her wet hot and waiting pussy.  She moaned with delight as he entered.  

He had to use both hands to steady her hips as he thrust in and out of her with long hard powerful strokes.  She was so aroused.  She pulled off her blouse and bra and started to feel her breasts and then her wet and swollen clit as he fucked her.  He leaned over and nibbled the back of her neck.  It didn’t take long for him to reach a point of no return, and he smiled happily as he felt her shudder.  She had reached a climax and at that exact moment his balls tightened and he finally released the hot liquid that he had held back for so long.  

It was the first time they had ever climaxed at the same time and he could definitely feel the difference as her pussy tightened and strained around his rigid cock.   

Both of them lost all sense of time and space for a minute as they clung together catching their breath.  Beads of sweat formed on their brows.  Finally Matt withdrew from her, realizing she must be uncomfortable pressed up against the cold metal of the truck.  

She let out a long sigh as she felt him pull out of her “Whew” she breathed in a lusty voice, wiping the sweat from her forehead. 

Matt laughed “you can say that again” he said warmly, pulling her to him and kissing her passionately. 

“We’ve got to do this again soon” she smiled and snuggled up to him, still able to feel the welts on her bottom.  “And I did enjoy the belt” she managed before his tongue reached deep inside her mouth. 

“I’m so glad” He smiled, returning her kiss.  "It's nothing more than a naughty girl like you deserves."  
 
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