Chapter 15
Again without protest from Adam, Carol went to visit Evelyn early the following week and received the same enthusiastic welcome from the mature woman who was so obviously smitten by her tender young beauty and warmth.
"I'm so happy you wanted to come back so soon," the woman told her after they had shared a passionate kiss.
"I really had to," Carol smiled, "after all, we forgot something last time."
"The spankings?"
"That's right. I'm surprised you remembered," Carol told her.
"I more than remembered, after you left. I got so curious about it, that I went back to my bedroom and gave myself a few spanks. It felt so nice and naughty that I gave myself a real spanking."
"And you enjoyed it?"
"Ooh yes. I have a feeling that most people would if they ever gave it a try."
"Perhaps you're right, Evelyn. Still, I think you're going to enjoy it even more when we spank each other."
"I know I will," Evelyn replied with enthusiasm. "Carol, dear," her tone changed at once from enthusiasm to pleading, "you know how I adore lapping you. Could I do it once right now before we even get undressed? That last one I gave you when you were dressed to leave was so exciting."
"Well," Carol paused, enjoying teasing the more mature woman, "I'll tell you what. I'll let you do it, but then I am going to spank you for being so greedy. Does that sound all right?"
"Oh, darling, more than," she exclaimed as she reached up under Carol's dress to take her panties down and help her step out of them. Before dropping the little panties, the woman held them under her nose to inhale the fragrance of the body warmed nylon.
Resting her bottom against the edge of a table, Carol leaned back with her weight resting on her hands while the woman got down between her widely parted feet.
"Aren't you going to pull your dress up?" Evelyn asked.
"No," Carol told her, still teasing, "I'm going to make you find it in the dark."
"Ooh, it's not so dark," Evelyn observed as she put her head up under Carol's dress. "It's really beautiful, so exciting to see your thighs this way." As she spoke of Carol's thighs, her hands explored them and she gave them a few wet kisses and little licks.
But Evelyn couldn't be delayed long, and soon she had twisted so that she could get her tongue into Carol's cunt, her tongue finding her sensitive clitoris almost at once as she began to lick while her strong hands held the smooth thighs of the girl and drifted from time to time to touch silken globes above.
"Mmmm, you do lick nicely, dear," Carol told the woman, sighing and rubbing her head through the fabric of her dress.
Not long after that, Carol became even more wildly enthusiastic as the licking tongue brought her to climax, her bum jerking against the table, her knees weakening and sagging a little.
"Ooh that was nice," Carol sighed as she reached back to unfasten her dress. "But now I'm going to enjoy another nice thing while I spank your pretty bare bum."
"Shall I strip?"
"No, dear, not this time. I'll just take my naughty girl over my lap with her dress up and panties down. It should be more exciting that way."
"Oh yes," Evelyn agreed with enthusiasm. "Will you scold me too?"
"Yes, dear, I'll treat you just like a naughty little girl and I'll make you cry like one. Throwing her dress off and getting rid of her bra at the same time so that only her garter belt and nylons remained, Carol sat on a comfortable, armless chair and patted her thighs.
It seemed a complete reversal of natural roles as the girl scolded the mature woman as though she were a child, ordering her to pull her dress up to her waist and hold it there.
"Only naughty little girls want to eat sweets all the time," she lectured as she rubbed a hand along the crotch of Evelyn's panties, thrilling to the warmth she found there.
"But I like your sweet. It tastes so yummy," the woman replied in a little girl tone that was perfect.
"Well perhaps you won't like the spanking I'm going to give you. We'll see if it teaches you a lesson about always wanting to eat my sweet cunt."
"Oh," Evelyn gasped as Carol's hands went to the waistband of her clinging panties, "you're not going to take my little panties down, are you?"
"I am indeed," came the stern reply, "and then I'm going to give you a good spanking on your bare bum-bum."
Jerking the panties down quickly to bare the plump, slightly oval buttocks, Carol demonstrated how well she had learned the art, by quickly taking the woman across her thighs, gripping her comfortably with her left hand, and commencing the spanking.
She did not spank hard, not wanting to spoil it by hurting the woman too much the first time. Still there was a definite sting each time her hand slapped a plump cheek and rested on the spot for a second to feel heat, a heat which grew with each loud, ringing smack.
Evelyn sobbed prettily, still pretending, but soon it was not necessary to act as the sting in her hot bum cheeks inspired real sobs and real tears while Carol's hand continued to rise and fall until both cheeks took on a nice red glow. When she stopped spanking, Evelyn remained on her lap and she massaged her tingling, red nether cheeks until the woman stopped sobbing and told her how exciting her first spanking had been.
"Still," she said, laughter in her voice, "it was completely wasted on your naughty little girl."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean I still want to get my face between those lovely thighs and eat your sweet little cunt once more."
Joining in her friend's laughter, Carol gave her a sharp slap on one buttock, then helped her to her feet.
"After all," she laughed as they hurried into the woman's bedroom, "I didn't say you should never eat any sweets at all."
A few minutes later, both naked, they lay in end to end embrace on the wide bed, enjoying their sweet sexual snack.
When the time came to spank Carol, Evelyn more than enjoyed it. In fact, just when Carol's behind was taking on a nice glow, Evelyn paused in the spanking, dug strong fingers into the lush globe and went into strong orgasm.
"My God, did you really come just from spanking me?" Carol asked in amazement.
"Yes," she gasped, "Oh Christ, it was as strong a come as I get with your face in my crotch. I just can't believe it."
"What I can't believe," Carol told the woman as she got off her lap and rubbed her tingling bottom, "is that Adam tells me there are lots of people who don't understand the excitement and pleasure of spanking and being spanked. Is that really true?"
"It's very true, my dear," the woman assured her. "I suppose the majority of people think it's either silly or abnormal for adults to spank each other."
"And to think," Carol observed with a profound look, "I'm the one who grew up as a recluse, completely shielded from contact with the world.