Message-ID: <1645eli$9706241824@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: tommy@tommys.spydernet.kom Subject: "Naughty Games" 3 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: The THC Adult Text Archive: NTGAMES3.TXT (208 lines) Please do not allow anyone under 18 to read the contents of this message. BEFORE YOU EMAIL ME, Please see the footer for important information. Visit http://vvv.com/files/Authors/Tom/wwwmy/acd.html ========================================================================== Naughty Games by F. M. Hazer Chapter 3: Secrets Revealed Miss Edwards and her young student, Amy, sat down next to each other on her office sofa. Miss Edwards said "That spanking excited you, didn't it." Amy blushed, looked down and said nothing. Miss Edwards could see that Amy was embarrassed. Miss Edwards took hold of Amy's right hand with her left hand, gently squeezed the young girl's hand and said "It's OK, you can tell me." "Yes" replied Amy in a low voice. It took a lot of gentle coaxing to get Amy to open up. It was obvious to Miss Edwards that she was treading in Amy's "secret garden," Amy's deepest fantasies. But Miss Edwards did not want to trample on the precious flowers, she wanted to admire them; she wanted to share them with Amy. She knew that the two of them had much in common. After much persuasion and reassurances, Amy finally confessed that the spanking had excited her. Miss Edwards said "It's OK Amy, it excited me too." Amy looked up up at her teacher with wonder and said "Really?" Miss Edwards said "Spanking is a very common sexual fetish." Amy again said "Really?" Miss Edwards again reassured Amy "Yes it is." Amy asked "Do you fantasize about spanking?" Now it was Miss Edwards turn to blush. It was a fair question given the intimate probing questions that she was asking Amy. Miss Edwards said "Yes, I do." Amy said "For real? I always thought that I was ... weird for having such thoughts." "No Amy, your not weird. As I said it is a very common fantasy." Miss Edwards again reassured Amy. Amy then asked with all innocence "Do you ever dream about spanking me?" Miss Edwards could feel the blush deepen across her cheeks; now Amy was invading her "secret garden." Miss Edwards looked directly into Amy's wide eyes and said "Yes, I love to fantasize about spanking you." Amy said "WOW, really? Tell me about it." As Miss Edwards told of her favorite fantasies, the defenses fell. They both now opened up to the mutual invasion of their privacy. It was an intellectual game of "I'll show you mine if you show me your's." When Miss Edward finished with her fantasies, she asked Amy about her spanking fantasies. Amy confessed that she had always been excited by idea of being spanked on her bare bottom. Miss Edwards asked "How does it feel when Judy spanks you?" Amy blushed again and said "I lied, Judy has never spanked me. In fact until now, I've never been spanked." Miss Edwards was smiling; she was amused by the realization the she had been maneuvered by Amy into spanking her at the same time that she was trying to maneuver Amy. Yes, they had a lot in common. Amy said that the actual spanking wasn't as stimulating as she thought it would be. She said "I don't think you hit hard enough." Miss Edwards looked at her sore hand, shook it and said "My hand is still sore." Amy said "Really? It didn't feel that hard. Maybe you could use a paddle or something next time." The words "next time" stuck in Miss Edwards' head. Miss Edwards could not believe her good fortune. Amy wanted to do it again! She said "Yes, I'll use my correction strap next time." "Correction strap?" Amy said. "Yes, it's about this long and made of leather." Miss Edwards said while holding her hands apart the appropriate distance. Amy said "Oh, I can hardly wait. When can we get together again?" Miss Edwards said "Not here, let's try for my place. How about Friday afternoon after school?" Amy said with great enthusiasm "OK! I'll bring my reform school uniform." "Reform school uniform?" asked Miss Edwards. Amy smiled teasingly and said "Yes, I had to wear it when I was in reform school." Miss Edwards looked at Amy with a look of "Come on now, I don't believe that!" Amy finally stopped teasing her teacher and said "I made it myself." Miss Edwards said "Oh, I'd love to see it. Please bring it." Miss Edwards asked more questions trying to probe into Amy's psyche. Amy said that her mother's favorite expression when Amy did something wrong was "Nice girls don't do things like that. Only naughty girls do that." The first time she heard that expression when she was about 5 years old and was exploring her naked body with her fingers. It was an act of childhood innocence. She was laying on her bed. She found the special spot between her legs. She was massaging her clitoris when her mother walked into the room. Her mother's reaction forever set the course of her sexual fantasies. Her mother got very upset and chastised Amy saying her favorite reprimand "Nice girls don't do things like that. Only naughty girls do that." Amy knew it felt good. If nice girls don't do that then they must not have much fun. Naughty girls have all the fun. Her mother added "And naughty girls get spanked, on their bare bottoms." From then on, Amy masturbated while fantasizing about what it would be like to be spanked on her bare bottom for being naughty. She even tried spanking herself several times. However it was awkward trying to spank herself. When she was about 10, there was a discussion in the newspaper about a nearby nudist colony. Amy asked, in all innocence, what a nudist colony was. Her mother said it was a place where everyone goes around naked. Amy asked "Do you mean both men and women together?" Her mother said "Yes" and then added her favorite reprimand "Of course, nice girls don't do things like that. Only naughty girls do that." Oh boy, another fun thing that only naughty girls do. Amy could hardly wait until the next time she was alone in the house. She went to her bedroom and undressed. She stood in front of her mirror looking at her body, trying imagine what it would be like to run around in public that way. She ventured out of her room and explored the house, buck naked. It felt good and naughty. She rubbed her clit as she walked around. She finally went outside, naked. The cool air on her bare skin felt wonderful. She jumped into pool. She loved the feeling. She got out but did not dry herself; she waited for the water to dry by itself. It felt cool and stimulating. She finally masturbated herself to an orgasm, outside. It was her first "naughty game." After that, she would always undress whenever she was alone in the house. When she was about 12 and just starting to mature, she read something about "lesbians" and "cunnilingus." in a magazine. Amy asked her mother what the words meant. Her mother wouldn't tell her. She would only say "It's something that only naughty girls do." Amy had found a new fun thing that only naughty girls do! She had to look up the words in a dictionary. She finally put the two together and figured out what it meant. The next time that she was alone, she undressed, opened the door of her bedroom closet and positioned it so that she could see herself as she laid on the bed. She laid back on the bed with her vagina pointing at the mirror and placed a pillow under her head so that she could see. She held her vagina open with her left hand as gently ran her a finger from her right hand over her inner lips and clitoris. She imagined that her finger was a girls tongue. She explored, determining just how good it would feel to have a girl's tongue licking at her private parts. Amy smelled and licked her fingers, wetting them. She continued rubbing her vagina with her fingers. She said the orgasm that she experienced was "mind blowing." It became one of her favorite "naughty games." Sometimes, she would imagine that her finger was her own tongue licking another girl's vagina. She would practice her cunnilingus technique that way. Miss Edwards asked "Did you ever really do it to another girl?" Amy said "No, not until you spanked me. Sorry, I just couldn't resist." Miss Edwards said "You have nothing to be sorry about. In fact, You must have done a good job with your 'practice'. It felt pretty good." Amy smiled at Miss Edwards. She was happy that she had given her teacher pleasure. Miss Edwards said "I don't suppose you've ever had another girl do it to you?" Amy said "No." Miss Edwards said, "Well, we'll have to fix that, on Friday." Amy's eyes opened wide and she said "Ooooo, would you do that?" Miss Edwards said "Just try to stop me." Amy threw her arms around Miss Edwards and kissed her. Miss Edwards embraced her young student and returned the kiss. Amy confessed that she always felt like an outcast when whe was with her school friends. The other girls always talked about boys. Boys did not interest her. She was ashamed to admit her real feelings to her friends. Miss Edwards tenderly hugged Amy. Yes, they had a LOT in common. Miss Edwards asked more questions about Amy's favorite fantasies. She said that one of her all time favorites is being whipped naked in public. She said "I'm either in a convent, or an all girl reform school, or in a 17th century puritan town. In any case, I've been real naughty and I'm taken outside to someplace public where everyone can see. I'm stripped naked, tied, and whipped." Amy then took hold of her crotch and said "It's makes me wet just thinking about it." Amy told Miss Edwards about some of the "toys" that she had made. She had a pair if wrist restraints, which she had made from leather belts, that she would use to tie herself up while pretending that she was being whipped. She had made her own cat-of-nine-tails. She said that she had tried whipping herself several times. She'd look at herself in a mirror while pretending that she was tied up being whipped. Her whip made nice red marks on her back. But she couldn't hit herself hard enough to be really stimulating. "Another favorite fantasy" Amy continued, "is that I'm a slave to a beautiful queen or princess. Of course, I'm always naughty and have to be disciplined by whipping." Miss Edwards asked Amy about her parents and how they died. Amy explained that they died together in a plane crash. They had charted a plane and was touring the country on business when one night it flew into a mountain. There was a big lawsuit filed by their, Amy's and Judy's, lawyer. Amy said that she and Judy got a big settlement. Miss Edwards asked about Judy, Amy's sister. Amy got nervous. She said that Judy is quite "normal" and Amy didn't want her to find out anything about Amy's fantasies. Miss Edwards said "Are you saying that we're not normal?" Amy said "No, well, ..., oh you know what I mean. She thinks I'm a real good girl. It would just kill me if she ever found out. Please, don't ever let her find out about what I've told you. Promise me." Miss Edwards said "I Promise." It was an easy promise to make. Telling Judy about their secret was the last thing Miss Edwards would ever do. The two girls heard the outer classroom door open. It was the janitor. They both got up off of the sofa, Miss Edwards sat down behind her desk, smiled and said in a low voice "I'll see you on Friday." Amy smiled back, waved, and walked out the inner office door. As she went through the doorway, she said in a loud voice "Thank you for all your help Miss Edwards." Miss Edwards yelled back "Your welcome Amy." Amy walked passed the janitor and said "Hi Mr. Wade." The black janitor looked up and said "Hi, ... Amy!" pointing a finger at the young girl. Amy smiled at him and continued out of the classroom. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Archivist Notes: (1) Sorry, no requests for reposts, missing parts, GIFs, FTP sites, etc. can be honored. If you find getting stories from this newsgroup inconvenient, the archive is available on CD. Please email adultarc@tommys.spydernet.kom to trigger an autoresponder that will tell you how to get the whole thing on CD-ROM. Change the anti-spam .kom to .com or it will bounce! 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