Bad Girl

College life doesn’t always match your preconception.
Only two days in and I found my first exception.
I met her in a class we shared. She was shy at the start
but within a few days, she had me by my heart.

It was on a Friday night and the first week was through.
I just wanted to relax and spend some time with Sue.
She was being naughty and wanted to tease and play.
Evidently, she didn’t see us through for the day.

Her teasing made me playfully pull her across my lap
as I told her she was a “bad girl” with a gentle slap.
I could tell by her smile and wiggling reaction
that she found this a source of some satisfaction.

Grabbing me, she turned and pressed her lips to mine
and told me “Continue – I like this just fine.”
“I have been a bad girl, one you should correct
and teach me to behave and show you respect.”

The thought of her round bottom up in the air
and the smooth pale skin so exposed and bare
I found so arousing as I pulled up her skirt,
my hand slightly cupped so I wouldn’t cause hurt.

The more that I paddled, the more I heard her sighs
and I was getting hot from her passionate cries.
I continued to spank her without regret
as I saw her reaction as she was getting wet.

I couldn’t wait much longer. I needed to be within.
I lowered my face to kiss the redness of her skin
and taste of her reaction and her liquid pleasure
before taking her and sliding in to her full measure.

We lay there in the afterglow. I was amazed at how it felt.
She nuzzled me and whispered “Next time perhaps the belt?”
A startled laugh escaped me as we lay there nude
but in my mind I was thinking… “to be continued!”