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By Carl Philip Michaels


“I don’t mean to be forward, dear,” Dee said, “but my gift really should be opened first.” Carla answered, “Oh, no! I’m not sure I wanna know what else you got me!” She opened the gift, and gasped at what she saw. “It’s a butt plug, darling,” Dee said (stating the obvious!). “I know what it is! I’m just; I’m, uh, Oh my God!!” Carla shrieked, causing the rest of the room to erupt in laughter.

“Well don’t be rude, babe,” Maggie said. “Ask Aunty Dee to put it in you!” This elicited another gasp from Carla, and an “Oh, my!” from Dee. She had fantasized about this, but never dreamed it would actually happen! Turning a new shade of red, Carla placed herself submissively across Dee’s lap and said, “Aunty Dee, thank you for my present. Will you please put it in me?” Dee smiled broadly and said, “It would be my pleasure, darling.”

“You certainly have her well trained,” Jayna observed. “Thank you, J, I do what I can,” Maggie replied with a twinkle in her eye. Jayna held Isabel’s hand tightly and they both watched with great interest as Dee lubricated the five-inch invader that was about to penetrate their friend. Carla tensed up and quietly said, “Oh, my God!” staring at the rug in nervous apprehension. Dee swatted her sharply on both bottom cheeks. “Stop clenching, you naughty girl! Aunty Dee needs to open you up.” She dipped her finger in the lubricant, then stuck it into Carla’s most private spot, causing the girl to gasp and kick involuntarily. After the target area was properly lubricated, Dee very gradually eased the plug into the birthday girl’s backside. Carla’s toes curled and she grabbed Dee’s leg, breathing hard as the invader went deeper and deeper inside her. Her anus helped pull it in all the way, and then she got another surprise. Dee flipped a switch, and the plug began vibrating loudly, shaking her from the inside out. Carla reacted with an involuntary “OH!!” and there was laughter and applause all around.

“Oh, that’s perfect, Dee!” Maggie enthused. “I’ll be sure to keep that inside her ‘til tomorrow morning.” Carla groaned at the prospect. “OK! And I propose we leave it on the highest setting for the rest of the evening!” she said, turning up the power. More giggling ensued as Carla levitated on her lap. Maggie handed Dee the hairbrush, and Dee addressed the birthday girl. “I’ve been wanting to do this for a long, long time, my sweet Carla.”

SMACK! The heavy brush landed with a force and a sting that took Carla’s breath away. Together, the guests chanted, “ONE!”

SMACK! “OWWW!!”

“TWO!”

Dee continued the spanking with gusto, while Carla twisted on her lap, kicking her little feet against the sting. She had never been able to take a spanking without a lot of fuss, and Dee’s athletic swing of the hairbrush soon had her reacting with ever-louder vocalizations. Finally, she reached the last stroke.

SMACK!!

“OWWWWW!! AHHHHH!!”

“THIRTY!” the guests chorused. Carla lay limp over her friend’s lap, breathing heavily and still kicking in a futile attempt to relieve the sting in her hot pink backside. “Don’t forget one for good luck!” Ginny advised. “NOOO!!!” Carla cried, but the hairbrush had already begun its downward arc.

SMACK!!!

“OW! OH MY GOD!!!”

Everyone applauded Dee’s excellent spanking work. “Thank you, everyone,” she said a little breathlessly. She pulled Carla up on her lap and gave her a long hug. “Happy Birthday, Sweetie!” she said warmly. “Thank you, Aunty Dee.”

“Okay, my present next!” Isabel said with enthusiasm. Carla stood up somewhat stiffly and rubbed her inflamed tail. Isabel handed her a gift, which she started to open it standing up. “Oh no, you don’t!” said Ginny. “You park that buzzing little tail of yours back on your chair right now!” Carla groaned, but smiled and said, “Yes, Ma’am.” “Now that’s what I call showing respect for your elders!” Isabel grinned. Carla winced as she lowered herself onto her chair and opened the box. Inside was a pink “Pocket Rocket” vibrator.

“Isabel! How’d you know?!” Carla exclaimed excitedly.

“Oh, a little bird named Maggie.” She winked.

“It’s just what I wanted…thank you!” Isabel leaned over for a kiss. “I’m gonna have fun with this later on,” Carla purred, looking over at Maggie.

“What do you mean, later on, little girl?” Maggie said. “Isabel’s gonna demonstrate its use right now!”

“Oh God, you’re not serious!” Carla said, dumbfounded.

“I assure you I am most serious. Isabel?”

The girl needed no further prodding. She stood up and led the naked girl to the couch where she and Jayna had been sitting. “Lie down, baby,” she said. Carla obeyed, and for a moment the only sound in the room was the buzzing of the butt plug and her heavy breathing. “I just love a bald pussy, don’t you, ladies?” Isabel said, lubricating Carla with her fingertips. Carla started to moan with pleasure as her friend lubricated her inside and out. Then she gradually inserted the vibrator and switched it on. “AHH!!” Carla exclaimed, arching her back and inviting the toy deeper inside her. Isabel turned up the power and slid it in and out several times. Soon Carla was oblivious to her audience, she was thoroughly caught up in her own pleasure. After less than a minute, she exploded in a crashing, screaming orgasm! As she gradually came down, hands all around the room involuntarily moved toward their owners’ private parts in vicarious arousal.

Finally, Isabel pushed the vibrator deep inside Carla and turned her over her lap. Taking the brush from Dee, she applied it to the limp girl’s bottom 31 times. Carla was too wiped out by her climax to put up much resistance. When it was over, she got a big hug from Isabel, who said, “Show of hands: who wants Carla to keep her toy inside her for the rest of the evening?” Every hand shot up immediately, and Carla purred, overwhelmed by the constant inner massage of the dual plugs. Jayna handed her a box, saying, “Here, sweetie, I think you’ll really like these.” “Mmm…” was all Carla could say. Inside the box she found a pair of nipple clamps with a silver chain. “Wow…they’re beautiful,” she croaked, feeling a bit over stimulated by the constant inner vibration. Jayna looked over at Maggie, who simply nodded. Jayna took the clamps from Carla and gently attached one of them to her left nipple. Rewarded with a sharp intake of breath from the girl, she clamped Carla’s right nipple and pulled gently on the chain. Carla’s eyes bulged at the combination of pleasure and pain and, before she knew it, she was over yet another lap, being spanked hard!

Finally released from Jayna’s lap, she stood up quickly and rubbed her burning backside, hopping from one foot to the other in a classic “dance of the spanked,” much to the delight of the ladies. “OWWWW!!!” she cried, stamping a bare foot against the carpet as if that would somehow alleviate the overwhelming sting. Then, her cries of pain gradually turned to moans of pleasure as the dual vibrators and nipple clamps sent her into another ecstatic wave of indescribable pleasure. When it was over, she collapsed on the couch in the fetal position, moaning and whimpering, tears running down her face. Everyone watched in awe: this was already the most exciting party any of them had ever been to!

“Well,” said Ginny with a pronounced flush in her face, “after all that, I’m afraid my present is gonna seem awfully tame!” From the couch they heard a muffled, “Tame is good.” from Carla. “You okay, sweetie?” asked Dee. “Yeah…I’m just, uh…Maggie?”

“Yes, baby?”

“Could I…Can I take them out? Please?”

Maggie chuckled. “Well, no. But you can turn them off. I think you’ve had about as much stimulation as anyone could be expected to take in one go. Agreed, ladies?”

Everyone did, and Carla sighed with relief. Maggie took the naked, red-bottomed girl by the hand and took her to the bathroom. When they came back, Carla was no longer buzzing, and the nipple clamps had been removed. Her tears had been washed away and her hair combed. She looked happy but spent. She went back to the couch, but lay down on her belly rather than subject her outraged bottom to any more contact with the seat. Crossing and uncrossing her feet in the air and holding her chin in her hands, she looked more thirteen than thirty. Ginny went over to her with her present. “Happy Birthday, baby sister,” she said warmly, stroking her hair. “Thanks, Gin.” Carla opened her present and was delighted to find a beautiful baby-blue negligee that she’d been admiring in a catalogue. “Oh, Ginny I love it!” she said happily.

“Well guess what, babe!” Maggie said.

“What?”

“After Ginny gives you your spanking, you get to put it on!”

“Really?!” she squealed with delight. While being naked had been thrilling, and being dually vibed had been overwhelming, she was definitely ready to put on something beautiful.

“But first,” said Ginny, “over my lap, squirt!” Carla groaned at the thought of more spanking to her already incredibly sore rear end, but she obediently lay across her sister’s lap. Using her hand instead of the brush, Ginny have her little sister a break—just 31 light, token slaps to her posterior. Then she hugged her and helped her into the beautiful negligee.

Maggie served everyone coffee and insisted they polish off what remained of the cake. Soon thereafter, everyone started heading out. Jayna and Isabel had been so turned on by the events of the evening, they barely made it into their apartment before they were pulling off each other’s clothes. Dee returned to her hotel room and a long, satisfying session with her own vibrator. Ginny went home and surprised her husband by initiating sex, satisfying him as never before. And Maggie and Carla, both of them now in their birthday suits, went down on each other and fell asleep blissfully in one another’s arms.


© 2010 Carl Philip Michaels