Slutty Brenda Gets Disciplined

Brenda knew she was in trouble. As she walked to her car, her fingers trembled as she reached for her car keys. As she pressed the button to unlock the power locks to her car, she wondered how bad it would be. Brenda felt an uneasy feeling deep within her stomach. She had been a terribly naughty girl and knew she was going to have to pay a heavy price.

As she put her car in reverse and backed out of the narrow parking spot, Brenda felt a small stream of cum trickle from her pussy. Not more than 20 minutes earlier, Brenda had been in absolute ecstasy. Mixed emotions flooded her mind. Pleasure, contentment, fulfillment, fear, guilt, shame: all intense emotions that made her mind spin with uncertainty. Brenda knew there was no way to hide this indiscretion and she wondered how she had gotten herself into this ordeal. She knew….

Brenda had met Jeff three weeks ago Friday when her and her friends had gone clubbing. The four of them loved to get dressed up and hit one of several hot spots in town. They would laugh and joke with each other about never having to spend money when they went out; without trying, guys would always offer to buy their drinks.

That Saturday night started out uneventfully. The girls were sitting at a table next to the dance floor when Brenda noticed him. She certainly wasn’t one who usually initiated conversations with guys. Brenda remembers him standing against the wall and she was unable to stop staring at him. He stood about 5’ 10” and she guessed he weighed around 200lbs. His black hair was cut short, almost a flat-top. He was dressed in a pair of baggy jeans and a skin-tight black shirt. His arms….she could not stop staring at his arms as his biceps were outlined by a thick bulging vein down the outside of his arms. Brenda was mesmerized by his long fingers and muscular forearms.

As she gazed at this handsome stranger, Brenda sat in disbelief as she looked up at his face and realized he was looking directly at her. She immediately began to blush and giggled to herself. Without thinking, her eyes immediately fell to the drink in front of her as she found herself trying to re-engage in the conversation with her friends. Although she had not been paying attention, she tried to play it off and shook her head in agreement.

“How long had he seen me staring at him?” she wondered to herself. Brenda fought the urge to look back in his direction although every part of her being wanted her to. This man had made her heart race and she felt like a little school girl as the butterflies fluttered in her stomach. Even more odd, she felt a twinge of excitement course through her thighs as she gazed at his fingers.

Brenda had allowed several minutes to pass before she glanced back towards him but felt disappointed when she had. He was gone. Brenda grew angry at herself for not making a move. Had she waited to long? Did he leave? Did he think she wasn’t interested?

Brenda snapped back to reality when the cocktail waitress nearly spilled the margarita in her lap. As she moved back, anticipating being covered in tequila, she felt a strong yet gentle hand on her shoulder. Turning around to see who was touching her, she felt the hand slide down her arm to her wrist then to her delicate, slender fingers. Whoever it was, his touch was electric…a warm sensation flooded her body.

Without saying a word, Brenda complied. She followed her requestor to the dance floor without question. As they worked their way to the dance floor, she felt his strong arms around her waist. He was much taller; her head only came up to his upper chest. Only then did Brenda realize a slow song was playing. Whoever this man was, he had a power over her she had never felt. She could feel his muscular chest pressed against her soft cheek as they slowly moved back and forth to the music.

Several minutes passed before either spoke a word. “I’m Jeff” he said. “Ummm…I’m Brenda” she replied. “I’m guessing you saw me staring at you?” she asked. Jeff laughed for a second then replied, “Yes, but don’t worry because I was too!”

After slow dancing to several songs and getting beyond the normal ‘introductory’ information, the two found a table in the back of the club. She felt so comfortable around him; almost as if she had known him forever. She learned they attended the same school and even knew some of the same friends.

As much as she wanted to yield to the intense passion she felt, Brenda had never been the type of girl to hook up with someone on the first night. It wasn’t her style although parts of her body were screaming for her to break the rules tonight.

Before she left, Brenda got Jeff’s phone number and they agreed to talk on Sunday.

Over the course of the next couple weeks, Brenda secretly talked to Jeff every day. Although she liked Jeff, she knew a relationship was impossible. Brenda belonged to someone else. In fact, Brenda wasn’t looking for a relationship and prior to that Saturday night, wasn’t “looking” for anything. However, since meeting Jeff, Brenda found herself overwhelmed with a deep desire to have this man fuck her. She couldn’t recount how many times she found her own fingers exploring her body when she closed her eyes and thought about Jeff. Every time she did, her fingers always ended up deep inside herself and always resulted in intense orgasm.

Day after day, Brenda fought back the forbidden desires that consumed her…until that Friday. Unable to keep fighting, Brenda called Jeff at lunch and told him to rent a suite at the Plaza Grand. The two arranged to meet at the bar at 7:00 PM for drinks.

Getting caught was not an option although she did not know how she could hide this. As she showered and applied make-up to her stunningly beautiful face, she found herself convincing herself she was willing to pay the price. She had to have this man inside her. It would be worth the cost if she was caught.

Brenda arrived five minutes early and found Jeff sitting at a small table in the bar. He had already taken the liberty of ordering her drink. She was so nervous her hands trembled as she sat down.
Sensing her apprehension, Jeff placed his hand on hers to reassure her.

Although Brenda had not fully explained her current situation, she had told Jeff she was involved with another man. Brenda refused to divulge too much information. In fact, not even her closest friends knew everything about her secret life.

“Come on” she said taking Jeff’s hand, “let’s go. I can’t wait!” Brenda stood and followed Jeff to the elevator. As the elevator doors closed, she caught her reflection in the highly polished brass that decorated the walls. Dressed in a short denim skirt, high heels and a tight white shirt, she wondered if she had dressed to “slutty” for the occasion. No matter, she thought. Her clothes would not be on long enough for it to be of concern to anyone.

As the elevator doors closed, Brenda stepped towards Jeff and placed her lips against his. The two embraced in a passionate kiss. As emotional as she felt, Brenda knew she had to keep her feelings in check. Tonight was not about passion; it was solely sexual lust.

Brenda took Jeff’s strong hand and placed it under her short skirt to allow him to see she was not wearing panties. Jeff knew exactly what to do. His middle finger slid softly between Brenda’s pouting pussy lips and caressed her tiny clit. She felt his finger slide past her silky softness and enter her tight hole. Jeff continued to kiss her soft lips as his long finger inched deeper and deeper into her. As he did, he rubbed the palm of his hand against her wet clit. Brenda felt her knees weaken as he skillfully assaulted her young pussy.

Moments later, the two found themselves standing at the edge of the bed in this luxurious suite. Neither spoke a word. Brenda stepped back and seductively removed her shirt exposing her perfect breasts. Her nipples protruded into the air and her perky breasts hung beautifully. Brenda reached forward and began to unbuckle Jeff’s belt. As she did, she felt his strong hand exploring her chest. Firmly yet gently, he cupped each breast in his hands and as he massaged her. As Brenda unzipped his pants, she helped Jeff step out of them.

Brenda again stepped back and slid out of her skirt. Left clad in only her heels, Jeff had removed his shirt and was sliding out of his boxers as she looked back at him.

Brenda smiled as she saw him. His body was perfectly chiseled. Large pectorals, six-pack stomach, bulging arms, thick muscular legs and the longest penis she had ever seen.