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Prom Night Orgasm
by Author Obscure (1996)
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The joy and pain of my first orgasm. (MF-teens, 1st,
spank)
***
My first time having an orgasm occurred when I was 18
years old. You have to understand that I came from a
very strict family. 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
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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