Subject: "Julia's Surprise" F/F, cons, sex
From: jenmoo33@aol.com (Jenmoo33)
Date: 29 Jun 1999 19:48:31 -0700
Okay, kiddies, here you go! Another Julia and Lily tale. I'd like to apologize in advance as I was writing about something (as you will read) that I've had no personal experience with, but I still hope I was able to pull it off well regardless. At any rate- secretgirl_33@yahoo.com if you wish to compliment or complain (although I prefer compliments and sometimes punishments) Enjoy!
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I fidgeted in my seat, eager for the class to end. Although Feminist Literature was my favorite class, it was two hours long, and today of all days, I was eager to get home. Not for any particular reason or anything; I was just looking forward to changing into shorts and a tee shirt and sitting on the couch with a cup tea. It was only Wednesday, but I had already done at least three weeks worth of work. I had two papers due on Monday and a presentation today. I barely had time to eat and sleep, let alone converse with Julia. I felt guilty about that because we always took time out before going to bed to talk to each other and cuddle. I felt kind of like a lost sheep after four nights in a row of staying up long past the time that Julia fell asleep. For the first time in a long time, we had missed our Sunday night "date night." The past week of intense work had been my fault because I'm not as organized as Julia is. Procrastination and lack of organization hasn't gotten me into too much trouble in the past, but those small weaknesses had caught up with me this semester. This was the third time this semester that I had to deal with sleepless nights and the crabbiness that accompanied it.
The class finally let out. I walked briskly to my car and noticed that Debbie was waiting there for me.
"Hi, Lily," she said. "Can you do me a favor?"
"Where do you need to go?" I said, completely forgetting that I had promised Julia I would be home right after class.
"Can you drop me in Wayland? My car broke down, and I've got to get to work," she said.
"Sure," I said. "Hop in."
I drove Debbie to Wayland, and the people she babysat for let me use their phone to call Julia.
"Jules, I'm going to be a little late," I said.
"Oh?" she said, but I could tell in her voice that she was a little peeved.
"Debbie's car broke down and she needed a lift to work. I'm in Wayland, and it should only take me about fifteen minutes to get home from here," I said.
"Okay," she said, in a tone that I couldn't read into.
"I think I'm in trouble," I said when I hung up the phone.
"Is she upset?" Debbie said.
"Yea, but it's not because of you needing a ride. I've been neglecting her lately because of all the school work I've had," I said. "I guess it's time to pay the piper."
"Get her some flowers," Debbie said. "That's what I do when Jack's upset with me."
"Ahh, sweet bribery. I can do that," I said. "Thanks. See you in class on Friday," I said.
On the way home, I stop at the florist and picked up some violets (Julia's favorite flower) and some lilies (get the joke?) When I unlocked the door, the apartment was dark, except for the warm glow of a few scattered candles.
"Jules?"
"Go change," she ordered. "I have a surprise for you."
"Change into what?" I said.
"Your usual after school clothes," she said, and I handed her the flowers and kissed her cheek. "This might help," she said, slyly, and I felt a tingle between my legs.
I went into the bedroom and changed quickly into a pair of boxers (no panties) and a cotton tee shirt. I came back out into the living room. Julia took my hand and led me over to the side of the couch.
"I've been thinking about your lack of organization and the way you procrastinate, and I thought that since it wasn't impeding your performance in school that I shouldn't worry or get upset about it," Julia said, and I could feel the moisture grow between my legs. I was in for a long, hard spanking.
Julia turned me away from her, so the arm of the couch was up against my stomach. She gently pushed me down until the arm of the couch was supporting my body weight. I had to turn my head because my face was buried in one of the cushions of the couch. My bottom was tingling like mad in anticipation, and Julia was still scolding me.
"But recently, your procrastination has been getting in the way of the things you and I do together. So today I went out and bought something for you. Something that I think will help you get organized so that I don't have to suffer when you have a lot of work," she said. She had already begun to apply firm, rhythmic slaps to the seat of my boxers.
"Oh, Julia, do you feel neglected?" I said, in that smart-aleck tone that I knew provoked her.
"You had better watch your mouth, miss," Julia said, in her play-acting firm tone. See, she wasn't really angry at me. She didn't spank me when she was really mad at me; she only spanked me when she wanted to make love or just play. And after not having enough time to make love, play, or even cuddle, I was more than ready for a spanking. "Because I have a surprise for you."
My toes barely touched the floor, and Julia's hand was planted firmly on the small of my back. I was completely helpless. She could do whatever she wanted to me, and I couldn't get away. I loved it!
My bottom was hot and tender when Julia played her fingers along the elastic of my boxer shorts. Sometimes she liked to tease me, edging my shorts or panties down little by little until I'm crying out in agony. I knew she wasn't going to be merciful tonight.
She slid four of her fingers between my bare skin and the elastic of my boxers. I could feel her warm fingers on my hips as she edged my shorts down little by little. I kicked my legs slightly and moaned.
"Don't-," I groaned. "Don't-, you know how much-,"
I shuddered and tried to catch my breath when I felt her fingers nearly brush the inside of my thighs.
"It's very warm between your legs, Lily," she purred in my ear. "I'm sure it's moist, too."
"Julia-," I whined. "Please-, please-, keep spanking me."
"No, no," she said. "Not yet."
I suddenly felt something very cool and hard against my bare bottom. I sighed deeply, feeling a small tightness in my stomach. I giggled a little, half out of anticipation, half out of fear. She had bought the paddle, and she was going to use it on me. I trembling, waiting for the first smack. I jumped when I felt Julia's palm come down like rapid fire on my bare bottom. I moaned, as my bottom grew hot under her slaps.
"Aren't you going to-," I said, half-moaning.
"Paddle you?" she teased. "Oh, yes. I'm going to paddle you. I just want to give you time to meditate on your neglect of me and our relationship."
"Well, you could stay up late with me," I said, sarcastically, and suddenly I felt a sharp crack against my right cheek. I jumped and let out a holler.
"Now, I don't think you want your fresh mouth to get you into more trouble," Julia purred in my ear. And then I felt a soft kiss right on the spot where the paddle had struck.
I felt Julia's hand in the small of my back and the cool, soft paddle against my bare skin. The paddle rose and I tensed. She sent light, steady spanks across my bottom, each one causing an "ooo-," and an "ahh-," and sometimes and "ow-," to escape my throat. I kicked a little. She began to spank me a little harder and a little slower. My bottom began to feel hot and a little achy. After each spank, I was almost ready to tell her to slow down, but I wanted her to go just a little further. It hurt so much, but at the same time, I wanted her to push my limits. I needed her to push my limits.
"Well, young lady, are you repenting for your neglect?" Julia teased as she stopped to rub my bottom.
"Oh, yeah," I said, softly. "I know better than to neglect you now," I said, as my arousal grew.
She helped me up and I pulled her into my arms. I kissed her warmly and deeply, pulling her down onto the couch. We made love for a long time, and then held each other.
"Was that a good surprise?" Julia said, softly. I noticed a little skepticism in her voice. I kissed her lips gently.
"Yes," I said. "That was a good surprise."