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I wasn't allowed to date at all except for this night. My step-father (my real father died when I was three), thought that girls should not be going out with boys until they were in college. He relented on letting me go out on my prom night though. I went with my friend Phil who I knew from class together. Phil was this great looking guy, dark hair and eyes, about six feet tall with a great build. He was also on the football team. I was pretty surprised that he had asked me to the dance, since I didn't think he even noticed me at all. The dance itself was uneventful. Dancing was a lot of fun, and just being out was so liberating. I started to get turned on when Phil used his teeth to remove my garter. Luckily my girlfriends gave me a lot of coaching about the traditions of prom. I had also borrowed most of my clothing from friends as well, since I had never been allowed to buy anything resembling evening wear. One piece which a girlfriend suggested was to wear a garter belt and stockings. I borrowed some and bought a panty and bra set to match. Phil's eyes got real big when he got a glimpse of what I was wearing. On the drive home, Phil suggested that we go to Lookout Point. I knew this was the local make-out spot but I didn't mind. I had never been there so I was curious as to what it was like. When we got there, Phil found a nice spot away from everyone. He also produced some wine which we started to drink. We sat talking for a while, getting buzzed on the wine. Suddenly Phil reached over and kissed me real gently on the lips. I was pretty surprised, but I didn't move away. He moved in again to kiss me. This time I met him halfway, as we embraced and kissed with more passion. I had made out before, but this seemed more passionate than with any other guy. Phil was running his hands along the side of my face and neck. He started moving lower and lower until he was brushing the side of my breasts with his hands. By this point I had could feel my insides churning from both nervousness and excitement. I was having these conflicts because I knew I was doing something forbidden, but I could feel my body responding to all of Phil's touches and kisses. As we continued kissing, Phil had slipped the shoulders straps off my dress. He also reached around and unzipped my dress down to the waist. He was fumbling a bit, so I helped him undo my bra, which we then discarded on the floor of the car. My nipples were so hard they almost hurt. Phil's nibbling and kisses on them only made them more sensitive and hot. My chest tightened from his gently licks and the kneading of my breasts. By now, all thoughts of making Phil stop was abandoned. When he reached for my leg, I spread them slightly so that he would have better access. He told me how excited he was when he noticed I was wearing a garter belt instead of panty hose. He asked if he could get a better view of them than the quick glimpse he had gotten earlier. I complied by lifting off the seat so that he could slide my dress up to my waist. He gave me some nice compliments about my long, shapely legs, and proceeded to kiss me again, this time rubbing the top of my stockings and panties. He also deftly reached over and reclined both our seats back. The attention he was giving to my legs and panties was making my whole body warm all over. I could feel his fingers massaging my clitoris through the silk of my underwear. Phil then pulled my panties aside so that he could get direct access to my pussy. I gasped when he touched my bare skin. No man except a doctor had ever touched me there before. He ran his finger up and down my slit, coating his finger with my juices. Every once in awhile he would stick his finger partially inside me. He used the lubrication on my clitoris with tremendous effect. Without warning I felt my entire body shake and twitch as an enormous wave swept through my body. I lost all control as I moaned and gasped for what went on for minutes. My orgasm so overwhelmed me so much that I started crying and laughing at the same time. I had never had such an over-powering sensation as I felt then. Phil smiled as he said it looked like I liked what had just happened. He then asked if we could work on the same feeling for him. I told him yes, anything he wanted. I felt so grateful to him for giving me my first release that I would have done anything at this point. He asked if we could have sex. I had anticipated he would want to do it but, it still frightened me just the same. I told him I would, but there didn't seem to be a whole lot of room in his car which was a sports car. He asked about going outside. I was scared that someone would come by and see us, but I figured I owed it to him to do it. So we went outside and tried to see what would be a good way to have sex. The road and grass was too rocky and dirty to be comfortable so he suggested on top of the car. I took off my dress and laid it in the car so that it wouldn't get dirty. I must say it was thrilling to be walking around outside with nothing on but panties, garter belt, stocking and heels. Phil set my hands on the front grill of the car so that I was bent over. He started massaging my boobs which were hanging down very noticeably. With one swift motion, he pulled my panties to my ankles so that I could step out of them. I had worn them outside my garter belt, not because I had expected this to happen, but because it's easier to go to the washroom without having to undo the garters. He then adjusted my legs until they were spread apart. While doing that, he ran his finger along my distended lower lips so that it sent tingles through my body again. When he felt everything was just right, I heard him unbuckle and unzip his pants. With one hand he grabbed my hip and the other he guided his penis to me. He rubbed it up and down my now sopping wet lower lips to fully cover the head of his penis with my wetness. Then with both hands on my hip, he slowly pressed forward easing his penis inside me. I felt my insides stretching to surround this welcome intruder. I moaned as his full manhood was now inside. He then started thrusting faster and faster. With a loud grunt I felt his shudder as he came inside me. I could feel the hot cum inside my vagina as he released his load. Just then, two flashlights caught us in its glare. Phil quickly pulled out, his penis wet from mine and his juices. A voice shouted out don't move as they approached. Two policeman had been patrolling the area looking for kids like us out past curfew. They let Phil pull his pants up as they lectured us about how dangerous it was to be out there. I had to stand there naked since my dress was in the car. Finally after several minutes of scolding, they said they would let us go this time, but not to break curfew again. I was so red-faced and embarrassed I couldn't even say anything to the officers. They finally left and Phil and I were allowed to get dressed and drive away. We were pretty silent for awhile, until Phil broke the ice by asking me if I thought they had been watching the whole time and only waited until he came to break it up. I don't know why, but we both started laughing as he drove me home. *** I was so relieved that I was home. Phil gave me a quick kiss, and said he would see me tomorrow. We had plans to go out to a lake for post prom. The next challenge was to get into the house without being noticed. With all the happenings from the night, I was now well passed the curfew my step-dad had set for me. My step-dad was a very strict man. It was because of him I hadn't been allowed to date until tonight. My two step-brothers and I had gotten regular spankings growing up. He always spanked us in the other kid's presence in order to set an example for the others who hadn't misbehaved. Dan was a year older, and Dennis two years younger. Luckily I hadn't misbehaved significantly since I had been 14. That was my last spanking for breaking my mother's lamp when I was horsing around with my brothers. We had all gotten spanked that time one after the other. As soon as I got in the house I knew I was going to be in trouble. My step-father was waiting up in the living room. I asked me where I had been. It was now about 1:30 am, two hours past my curfew. I replied that Phil and I started talking and just lost all track of time. "Do you know your mother is worried sick about you." "I know. I'm sorry. It won't happen again," I replied. "Of course it won't. And to make sure it won't I'm going to make sure your bottom is so sore you won't sit for a week." "But I'm too old to get spanked anymore," I protested and started to cry. "Nonsense. If you act like a misbehaving child, you'll get treated like one. Now take off that dress or I'll take it off for you." At this point Dennis walked in wondering what the noise was about. "Your sister has broken the rules and must be punished. Go wake up your brother too. Now take off that dress like I ordered." I slowly removed my dress. I was so ashamed that I would soon be getting punished and in so embarrassing a manner at my age. My step-dad was definitely not pleased by what he saw. He said I looked like a whore wearing the lingerie I had borrowed and bought. "Take those off right now, young lady!" By now both my step brothers were in the room, and all three watched as I removed my bra, then panties, and finally my panties and stockings. My step father then stepped forward and pulled me across his lap as he set back down. He then gave me a sharp smack on my right cheek, followed by the left one. Then the most horrible thing happened. Because of the spanks on my bare bottom, I spread my legs a little where his third hit caught me a little between my legs. He noticed right away that his fingers were damped. He stopped his spanking and used both hands to pull my cheeks apart so that my privates were very exposed. It was pretty obvious what I had been up to since my lips were caked with wet cum still. From the way he was examining me, it also must have been obvious my cherry was broken too. He let go of me and set me back on my feet. I tried to cover my nakedness, I was so ashamed to have been found out. My step - father was silent as he went to the closet to retrieve a ruler he used when he was really mad. It was a thin yardstick that he rarely used. "Hah! You're really going to get it now!" Dennis snickered. I was too embarrassed to even get mad at him for making fun of me while I was in this dire predicament. "DeAnn, you disappoint me. I have tried to bring you up as a good girl. What do you do? You act like a slut the first time we let you go out. I was just going to give you a spanking. but it's obvious that you need a more severe lesson. Get in position to get your whipping." The position was to get on the large wooden coffee table in the middle of the room. I had to get on my knees with them apart, and then put my head down on my hands. I assumed the position with my rear pointing toward my step dad and brothers. I felt so vulnerable being in this position which is probably what was intended. From here I couldn't hide anything at all from view. What made it worse too was that I could feel Phil's cum leaking out of me. A large glob hung on my clitoris, tickling and teasing me. I thought about using my hand to wipe it away, but thought that would only draw more attention to it. It was almost a relief when he finally started whipping my upturned rear end. He stopped after fifty strokes, each delivered with hefty force. All I could do was sob and cry into my hands. Even after he stopped I didn't move for awhile, afraid that he might start again. Without a word, he dropped his ruler next to me and went off to bed. My brothers snickered about how my butt was beet red, but left without saying a word to me. I stayed like this sobbing for a few minutes before I had the energy to go to bed as well. I cried some more in bed before I finally fell off to sleep. *** The next morning when Phil came to pick me up for the lake, I was told I couldn't go. Phil didn't understand why, and my step dad explained everything that had happened and what he knew. Worse, he ordered me to show the effects of his punishment the night before. I knew it was useless to argue so I complied. I stood in the middle of the room and turned my back on Phil. I then proceeded to lower the sweatpants and underwear that I had been wearing. When they were down to my ankles I raised the sweatshirt I had on to completely expose my rear. I could feel the heat from his stare on my behind which were criss-crossed with red marks. Phil had no idea what to say. When I was finally allowed to pull my pants back up, he said something to the effect that he was sorry he got me in trouble, and then quickly left. It was the last time I ever saw him again. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 48