Jenny needs a spanking

Jenny was curious. No more then that. She NEEDED to know. She NEEDED to feel it...
She had seen the pictures and read the stories online of the huge submissive rush of being bad and getting spanked for it. The way she would be manhandled over a hunky guys knee. The way he would scold and lecture her for her naughtiness as he disciplined her. The way her backside burns as the skin darkens to pink and then red. Does it really sting that much? Does it really feel so hot that it turns you ? Or is it being so intimately exposed before a strong man? She wasn't sure what it was but the thought of it always made her moist. It was driving her crazy..... She had to know.

Her grades were good but since she had turned nineteen she had seen how Mr Stone had looked at her. He was such a firm teacher. An older man that had such a serious sharp feel to him. It made jenny squirm whenever he would look. She had even taken to dressing a little more provocatively at school. But teachers are not supposed to spank students anymore. It was more likely that she would have to take a note to her parents if she was 'bad' at school. And she REALLY didn't want that.

Although... Lately Jenny had dweller more on how she had been adopted. How her father and mother really were not her blood relatives. It would be easy to get them to spank her. She was fairly sure they were not that happy with her for some reason. She was getting in trouble all the time. Not cleaning the living room. Not doing the dishes on her night. But she knew that some of her problems stemmed from her little 'brother'. At eighteen he loved to torment her. He would mess up the living room jest after she cleaned it so her parents would think she didn't do anything. He even hide some of the dishes and returned them later after she had washed the rest. The little jerk was evil. Heck she was sure he would love to spank and **** her. At the thought of it she had a wanton rush and had to try and think of something else.

Jenny went downstairs it was a warm day and she was planning on getting a little sun. She was wearing flip slops, A lose white t-shirt and her cut offs over red burgundy bikini. She got downstairs jest in time to see the mailman drop off her magazines and begin to walk away. She watched his firm legs and toned backside sway slightly with each step. This wasn't helping..

She picked up her magazines and went into the back yard and to her reclining lawn chair. The back yard had a high privacy fence so she didn't mind slipping off her t-shirt and her shorts. After a moment she shrugged and removed her bikini top too. After all no one could see her out there. Jenny has long auburn hair, a slim frame and long legs that go all the way down to the ground. She is a statuesque beauty but she has to be very careful when she suns herself as she is very pale and doesn't want to get back as many freckles as she had last year. She picks up her lotion form the bag she keeps by her chair and begins to heavily coat her legs and arms in the thick white cream. Rubbing it in she begins to rub more into her face and then her tummy. Lastly she poors the cool lotion over her breasts The coldness making her shiver and her already erect nipples even harder. She slowly rubs it in. Unaware of the camera flashes from the upstairs window next door.

As she begins to page through her magazine, blocking out the blinding sun with its pages, her other hand begins to absentmindedly run over her trim waist and her slick fingers slip into her bikini bottom. "God.. I jest have to find out what its like... but how"?