I am a 23-year-old bisexual woman, and what turns me on more than just about anything is having my ass spanked.

For the past year I have been going out with a sexy, green-eyed blond guy named Ned. He excites me as no other lover ever has, but until recently our sex life has been kind of conventional. For a long time I didn’t let him know how kinky I am — especially my love of being spanked — for fear of driving him away. I made do with great fucking, accompanied by secret fantasies featuring my bare ass under his hand.

Finally I couldn’t stand it anymore, so one night when we were in bed I threw caution to the wind, telling him that I often thought about him spanking my ass, and asking him if he would like to try it sometime. We were both pretty drunk at that point, and he was just about to fall asleep, but he roused himself enough to give me a few swats on the behind. Unfortunately I was wearing a body suit and stockings, so I didn’t get the full effect. Ned fell asleep after that, and I lay there masturbating for two hours before I could do the same. The next morning Ned told me that spanking me didn’t do anything to turn him on, and I resigned myself to the fact that there was little chance he would ever order me to take my pants down, pull me over his knee and spank me until my ass was red and hot, which was what I dreamed about. But soon after that things took an unexpected turn.

It was a Sunday night, and we were sitting around my apartment as usual, when I had the sudden notion that I would like to have a lock of Ned’s pubic hair to carry around with me. At first he thought I was crazy, but by then he was getting used to the fact that there were a lot of weird things that turned me on, so he agreed. I got out a pair of scissors, and he opened his pants and let me cut off a lock of his golden-brown pubes. Then he decided he wanted some of mine too, and told me to take my pants down. Well, I never disobey an instruction from him, especially if it might lead to sex. After he cut off a bit of my hair, he surprised me even more by saying that he wanted to shave off my black, furry bush. Naturally I agreed.

Ned then said that he first had to go to the store and get some shaving cream. Before leaving he pulled me into his arms for a kiss, his hands sliding down to my bare ass. And then suddenly he slapped it, hard. My pussy immediately got soaked. I wanted to lie down and have him continue, but some instinct told me to try insolence instead. So I pulled away from him and asked him in an angry tone what the hell he thought he was doing. Well, in no time I was over his knee, getting a spanking that was better than any I had fantasized. As he hit my burning cheeks he told me he was going to tie my ass up on the bed and whip me, but we never got off the couch. His slaps were hard, and they really hurt my quivering buttocks, but I was so turned on by them that I thought I was going to come right then and there.

When my ass was redder and hotter than I’d ever imagined it could be, Ned shoved a finger up my asshole and told me he was going to take me that way. I couldn’t believe the change that was coming over him! I had never much liked anal sex before, but now I couldn’t wait for him to fuck my ass.

He ordered me to kneel on the floor while he got some Vaseline and greased up his beautiful eight-inch cock. I begged him to let me suck it first, but he just slapped my ass and told me to be quiet. Then he spread my ass cheeks and slowly entered my tight hole. It wasn’t long before we were fucking wildly, and I knew the heat from my well-spanked ass was turning him on as I bucked my body back to meet every thrust of his cock. I nearly lost consciousness when I climaxed, and he came pretty damn hard too.

I thought the fun was over for that night, but I was wrong. Ned finally went out to the store, saying he wanted to find me in the bedroom when he got back, with a pan of warm water, a razor, the scissors and a towel. After he left I admired my red ass in the mirror before getting the things together.

He was gone for about 20 minutes, and I couldn’t resist the urge to relive my wonderful spanking in my mind while masturbating. I came three times while I was waiting for him.

When he got back, he told me to lie down on the bed and spread my legs wide. He asked me if I needed to be tied up, but I promised to be a good girl and lie still. He then proceeded to trim my hairy bush as closely as he could, after which he lathered me up and shaved me — though not before licking my wet cunt a few times. I had never seen him so absorbed in my pussy. It took him quite a while, but when he was finished I was as smooth as a baby. My pussy lips were so swollen they seemed to stick out a mile. Lying there with my legs open, I felt totally exposed to him, and I knew that I belonged to him. I was his for as long as he wanted me. This was the feeling I’d been waiting for for so long.

Ned then told me he wanted me to lie down on top of him and fuck him. I put some baby oil on my bald pussy, and the slipperiness of it, coupled with the complete hairlessness, made for some wild fucking. We fucked in every position we could think of, and I must have come half a dozen times that night — mostly when he smacked my ass as I rode him with utter abandon.

Now my pussy hair is starting to grow back, and I’m hoping that Ned will want to shave it again soon. I want to do everything I can to turn him on. It may take me a while, but as soon as I can find another bisexual woman in this town, I’m going to surprise him with a threesome. I know he’s going to love it.