Dirk spanked me last night at the park. It was surprising. More important, it was incredibly arousing. I can still feel my ass burning. It feels amazing.
It started off like normal. Dirk and I were talking, and he was kissing me every once in a while and telling me how hot and horny I got him. He kept feeling me up, and telling me what a cute ass I have. He knows I like that. I was getting pretty turned on by it all, and kept saying to him, "Take me some place and fuck me."
After a while he said, "Okay. Let's go."
I thought he meant that we were going to go someplace where he would fuck me. I was wearing my little brown skirt with my favorite purple panties and the blue bra with the black lace. Dirk started to get out, and I asked, "Are we going in your car?"
Well, of course we were. That's why he was getting out. But the way I was dressed, I wasn't sure how I was going to get from my car to his. "I need to put on some clothes," I protested.
Dirk shook his head. That surprised me a bit. He's usually not the kind who makes me do things that make me uncomfortable. "Leave your clothes here," he said. "You won't need them."
I hesitated, looking around at the dark parking lot. Since it was cold there was nobody else around but us. "What if someone sees me?" I asked.
"Just walk around," he insisted. "Nobody will see you."
I looked at his car, which was parked right next to mine. It was only a few feet to his car from where I was sitting, but the way we were parked - I had backed in while he had pulled in front first - meant that I would have to go all the way around his car to the opposite side in order to get in the passenger seat. I hesitated. "What if someone sees me?" I asked again.
Dirk knew I wanted to do it; I just needed someone to make me. "No one will see you," he insisted. "And even if they do, they'll just think you're wearing shorts."
I doubted that anyone would confuse my skirt with shorts, but all I really needed was an excuse and some encouragement. "Okay," I agreed. "But I'm going to wear a coat on top. It's too cold to go around in just a bra." In truth I was less comfortable wearing the bra in a public place than I was wearing the skirt.
He agreed, and I added, "You go first and make sure the door's unlocked."
He said he would, and got out. Going around to his car, he got in and sat down before motioning me to come over. I checked that the doors to my truck were locked and that I had the key, and then got out.
It felt incredible being outside wearing just a skirt. I could feel the cool air beneath my skirt all the way to my crotch. I pretended to hurry to the other side, secretly enjoying the feeling of being outside in a skirt. I was pretty sure no one was watching me, but it was still fun.
When I got there, the door was locked. Dirk acted surprised, and hurried to unlock it for me. He fumbled around just enough unlocking it to keep me waiting, and to let me know he had staged the whole thing. Just to make me stay outside a little longer.
I still thought he was taking me somewhere to fuck me as I sat down. I didn't need to scold him for not having the door open for me. I'd enjoyed it.
We drove a short distance to another empty parking lot in the park. "Now get in the back seat," Dirk said.
He got out and climbed into the backseat of his car. I got out again, enjoying once more the feel of being outside wearing a skirt. I had taken my coat off as soon as I got in his car, so the feeling was enhanced by the feel of wearing only a bra on top.
I climbed into the backseat with my boyfriend, and wrapped my arms around him. Needless to say I was very turned on by that point. I'd been forced to wear girls' clothes in a public place, and was a few minutes away from being fucked.
But then Dirk did something that really surprised me. Pulling my hand, he guided me across his lap. "You've been a very naughty girl, Wendy, running around outside in a skirt and with just a bra on top. I think you need a spanking."
I grinned with excitement and nodded agreement. "Okay."
We'd talked about spanking me before. I'd always tried to talk him into doing it, but he never had. I thought he'd give me a few half-effort swats and then fuck me.
Dirk began by fondling the lace edge of my bra. "This is a sexy bra, Wendy," he said. I felt his fingertips slide underneath it as he caressed the skin on my back.
I nodded, "Thank you."
"That wasn't a compliment," he said, surprising me with his rough tone. Usually my boyfriend was extremely gentle. "Only a whore would wear something like this out in public. Are you a whore?"
I felt him lifting my skirt up, exposing my purple panties. Feeling confused by what was happening, I said, "Uh, no."
Dirk was caressing my butt through my panties. "Are you sure? These look like the kind of panties a whore would wear."
His hand on my bottom felt good. I squirmed slightly, wishing I could feel his hard cock pressing into me from beneath. "I'm not a whore," I repeated. "I don't charge anybody money."
Dirk gave my panties a yank, exposing about half my ass. "So, you're just a horny slut who wants guys to see her in her underwear?"
I wiggled my ass seductively. "Yes,"
WHACK! The blow caught me completely off guard. Immediately I could feel the heat radiating from the spot where his hand had come down. It hurt, but felt good at the same time.
"Did you really think I wanted to fuck you, Wendy?" he asked as he worked my panties lower.
I didn't know what to think. This was a side of Dirk I'd never seen before. I wasn't sure how to respond to it. "Um, I was hoping..."
WHACK! Dirk spanked me for a second time, making sure to land the blow on my opposite cheek this time. Now both sides of my ass were burning. "See, you are a whore," he said.
I bit my lips softly, savoring the warmth in my butt. "I'm a slut," I argued with little conviction. It's hard to feel conviction when your panties are down around your knees and you're being spanked.
"A slut who needs to be spanked," he said, and landed three more quick blows.
My butt wasn't yet on fire, but it was getting there. Dirk's hand was gently rubbing my reddening backside. The contrast between sharpness and gentleness was intense, and I already felt close to cumming. "Dirk, I might cum doing this," I warned.
WHACK! Dirk had never taken spanking this far before. Six blows already and I got the impression he was just getting started. And he was using more force than he'd even done before. "If you cum, you little bitch-whore, I'll make you clean it up. And then I'll make you wash my whole car wearing nothing but a bikini."
I was getting double-turned on by the spanking and the way Dirk was talking to me. "Will it be a string bikini?" I asked,
WHACK! WHACK! "Are you the kind of slut-whore who wants to wear a bikini in public?"
My ass was on fire now. I took a while to answer. It felt good, but it was starting to hurt and I needed a short break. I didn't know if I should agree with him or not. Getting off his lap never seemed like a realistic option. "Yes," I finally said in a weak voice.
For a few moments Dirk just rubbed my sore ass. It felt so good to feel the gentleness after the pain. "Is my ass turning red?" I asked at length.
WHACK! "Do you want a bright red ass, slut? Are you getting off having your ass spanked? While wearing a skirt and a bra? I'll bet you're thinking about sucking my cock, too."
I nodded, "Can I?"
WHACK! I wiggled uncomfortably. My ass was burning and sore. I'd had enough.
"Dirk, it's starting to hurt," I said in a soft voice.
Dirk's large hand was already caressing me softly. "Do you want some lotion?" he asked gently?
I nodded, "Yes, would you?" I was all but begging.
"Is your ass burning?" he asked.
I nodded again. "Yes."
WHACK! I jumped as he asked, "Do you want me to fuck you?"
"Yes," I wailed.
Dirk reached between my legs and began fondling my balls. I felt his hand wrap loosely around my cock and shake it with disgust. "I don't fuck boys," he said simply.
I was near tears. Dirk had never treated me like this before. "I'm not a boy," I insisted.
"What's this then?" he asked, shaking my cock again as he actually stroked it.
"That's my clit," I mumbled.
"WHACK! "What?"
"It's my clit," I said louder.
`What are these things?" he asked, giving my balls a yank.
"Those are my pussy lips," I said.
Dirk pushed his finger into my anus. "I suppose this is your cunt then?"
I nodded.
WHACK! "Louder, cunt!"
"Yes,"
WHACK! "Yes, what?"
"Yes sir?"
WHACK! "Tell me what this hole is right here." He jabbed his finger into my anus.
"It's my cunt," I said loudly, since my face was buried into the upholstery to keep myself from screaming.
He ran his hands across my half-naked body. "Is that why you're dressed like a girl?"
I nodded. "Yes."
"Do you want to be a girl?"
"Yes."
"Do you want to be fucked like a girl?
I nodded. "Yes."
Suddenly Dirk was pulling me toward him and smothering me with kisses. "Now I want to fuck you," he breathed. His huge hands were touching me everywhere at once, my back, my face, my breasts, and most exquisitely, my burning ass.