I picked up the batten and playfully tapped Becall’s thigh. Play was not on mind. Although she had on blue jeans and it was a very light tap she reacted as though electricity had flowed from the batten. Recognizing the look on her face, I told her to take her jeans down. After a token protest, the jeans were on the floor and the batten was on her thighs. After only four licks, it was fuck me now, fuck me hard.
I got something new the other day. Becall likes to paddle me OTK and I like to accommodate her when I can. One morning when I was feeling bullet-proof, I asked if she would like to paddle me OTK. As I expected she smiled and said “Of course!” Still feeling bullet-proof, I suggested about eight licks with the 9-ply and to then paddle me until she was satisfied with the old standby stings-like-hell red paddle.
After breakfast, she got out the paddles and the ruler. I got about a dozen on the legs with the ruler. Each lick leaves a line and makes me inhale quickly. They sting like nothing else, but I love it.
Soon I was over her lap for eight with the 9-ply paddle. This paddle is round and made with nine plies of birch – about ¾ inches thick. It has both burn and thud. She laid the licks on as hard as ever and it was difficult for me to stay in position.
I was still over her lap and she was laying the red paddle on my bare bottom. Before she got to ten I was begging, but she kept on. More begs, more licks, finally she said “You are getting four more”. For the first time, she broke me, it was like a real paddling.
I will be cautious, before I ask for another Aunt Becall paddling.
I take the title from a defunct blog that was fun while it lasted.
Panties and paddles go together for me. I started getting pleasure from wearing panties when I was a teenager. I loved the silky feel of the nylon and the sensation of rubbing myself through the fabric. Soft porn and self-paddlings were habitually a part of these masturbatory sessions. I would slip the back of the panties down and with a long handled paddle swap myself as hard as I could 10 or so times. Then I would return to stroking myself until it was time for the paddle again. Usually I would rub myself very slowly just below the head to prolong the experience until my orgasm soaked the front of the panties. I would then wash them out and hang them to up to dry – ready for the next occasion.
After marriage, Becall was most accommodating with my panty fetish and we bought many pairs, yellow, pink, black, red. I prefer panties that fit like tighty-whitey briefs, and with little or no lace. Bikini’s are fun too, but offer no coverage for erections and no support for the boys. The larger granny styles leave me cold. We have often bought matching panties and panty girdles to wear when we both get paddled. It’s fun for us to dress and then do chores or run errands for a hour or two knowing we are both dressed in matching panties and soon we are both going to have hot bottoms. Anticipation!
Last week I watched a m/f spanking on Xtube and noted panties was a key word, so I clicked on it. What I got was not what I expected. There were dozens, hundreds? of videos of men masturbating in panties. Sure it can be fun, but I would have never guessed men would want to share that with others or that other men would want to see it. I led such a sheltered life. Anyway, that discovery prompted me to write this blog entry. Here’s to all the other men out there that share my enjoyment of wearing panties. There sure must be more of you than I thought.
I would love to do a survey of women and their experiences with men who like to wear panties. How common is it? Do most men hide it from their wives?
We have only shared our panty fantasy with one woman. We would all dress in matching panties and paddle each other. It was great when they had me bent over, one putting the wood to me, the other stroking me until I squirted.
Well that is not quite true, we shared our panty play with a switch couple. We went panty shopping and were ready to play, but something happened and they left the next morning rather abruptly. We found that is the way they were. A little play on Saturday and promises of more Sunday morning, then nothing.
A long time back, our neighbor took to coming to our patio door to see us without announcement. We often played in room where the patio door was located. This room had large windows and we seldom closed the drapes as it was private – unless someone was on the patio. I do not recall who she saw getting paddled, but I saw her walking back across our yard. She stopped coming to the patio door and it was never mentioned. The event sparked a fantasy that she would put us in panties and would paddle us when she felt we needed it. She would bend the both of us over the sofa and paddle us until the cows came home.
That is like another fantasy of mine, everyone in the neighborhood gets paddled by everyone else. For example, Becall would hand me a paddle and tell me to walk to Marcy’s house for a paddling. Anyone seeing me would know what was in store for me. Becall could have me put on panties or Marcy could have a pair for me. It’s a delightful fantasy for me when I am in a male submissive mood.
It had been almost a week since we could play and we were rather randy. We got our showers and put on pink panties. I gave her the batten on her thighs followed by the vibrator, resulting in a wonderful climax. She then tuned me up with the batten. Gawd does that little piece of wood ever do it for us!
I gave her about 20 with holey paddle and she gave me a dozen or so with the “Pretty” paddle. She got her fav paddle used on her and used her fav paddle on me. Then we engaged in some pretty frantic in-and-out. A wonderful morning.
We have been traveling for sometime. The last few weeks we have been out of the country – we still are. Access to the web is not readily available where we are. However, the spankings continue and life remains good.
As we were coming back from a hike the other day, I asked Becall if she wanted to be the spankee or the spanker. She responded that we should switch today. I readily agreed and suggested we pick our own paddles. She opted for 20 licks with her holey paddle and I, feeling bullet proof, chose 10 licks each with two of our stingy paddles. We each got what we wanted and the sex was great.
I hope both our our readers get what they want.
From time-to-time I have wondered how a spanking would feel if I gave the spanker free reign to blister my bottom. From reading this blog, you know I like my paddlings given with hard measured strokes using sturdy paddles. Paddlings not unlike those I got in school. Becall likes to paddle me OTK, hard and fast. It always puts a smile on her face. The licks are not as hard as when she has me bent over as she does not have the swing room, but they are stingers anyway.
Yesterday morning, I got the courage to ask her to take me OTK and paddle me hard and fast. She was more than willing to accommodate me. First she had me put on red panties and think about the paddling. She used our round red paddle first and followed with our round 9ply paddle. The red one is ¼ inch thick and the 9ply is ¾ inch. They both burn and the 9ply leaves a lasting throb.
She gave me about a dozen with the red paddle and I was surprised first that I was able to take the licks so well and also that she stopped before she had me begging.
Without much delay, she asked me to hand her the 9ply and she went to work with it, although more slowly. I suspect she gave me about 20 licks with it. Again, I was surprised that I could take the licks so well.
I mentioned to her that I had expected the second set of licks to be as fast as the first. She said she could correct that and gave me another 10, hard and fast.
We decided to call these Aunt Becall paddlings, so I can ask for them by name. I think the next time Auntie gets me OTK, all the licks will be hard and fast and she will not stop until I am begging and then go on for awhile longer.
I am not putting down anyone’s lifestyle, I just cannot understand those who use adult spanking as discipline while it is also sexually arousing to them. I like to be spanked. It arouses me. It has nothing to do with discipline. It’s all fun.
Many women and men hide their desire to be spanked behind a supposed need for discipline. I am going to focus on men, as sexually arousal is so evident with us. I just cannot buy into a spanking being punishment when the man is erect and when sex follows the spanking.
After I climax, my interest in sex and spanking is extremely low. That would be the time to punish me. I wonder how many men who need discipline would take a spanking after they climax?
Becall wanted to paddle more than to be paddled on New Years Day. She gave me the full treatment to improve our luck in the new year. She dressed up. Pearls, white lace bra, shinny white panties, white thigh hi hose and off white heels. Topped off with a white cashmere cardigan sweater, which she did not bother to button. HOT!
She got out the 9-ply paddle, which is ¾ inches of birch, a stingy paddle and the wooden batten. She toasted my legs with the batten, eight on the front and eight on the back of my legs. It is always like an electrical shock, but I love it.
Next she put me on the floor, nose and knees on the carpet, stood over me and laid on 8 scorchers with the 9-ply paddle. It was hard to keep breathing. I was now hot front and back.
Finally she put me over the bed and gave me eight hard and noisy licks with the stingy paddle.
We wish you the best in this new year!
We had our anniversary last week.
First, I gave Becall a long and thorough paddling with her favorite leather paddle, the one that makes her moan with delight. She looked good in her panties decorated with wrapped presents and her bright red bra.
She loves to paddle me OTK, my least fav position, but it was Christmas so wearing the boxers with Santa going down the chiminey on both the front and back of them, I went her over lap and she applied the stingy red paddle to Santa. That always makes her smile.
We then got out our batten – like a long wooden ruler. I gave her eight on the inside of her legs and she gave me about a dozen on the front and back of my legs. It stings like an electrical shock, but we both love it.
Then as only switches would do, we each gave the other half of the licks celebrating the many years we have been married. These licks were applied on our bare bottoms with our Santa spoon – large, heavy and stings.
We were both overly stimulated by then and made several shapes of the beast on our bed.