Young Nude Asian Picture

Click Here For Young Nude Asian Picture At Asian Pleasures Today

My husband Steve and I have been very happily married for seven years now, and our sex life keeps getting better and better as the years go by. There's only one problem with our marriage: I love to flirt.

I flirt all the time with every man--and sometimes woman!--I meet! I can't help myself, it's so much fun to flirt... and most of the people I flirt with know me well enough to just play along. Sometimes our mutual friends will even instigate the flirting, just 'cause they know how much I enjoy it!

So what is the problem you ask? Well, Steve hates it. It drives him nuts. It's not a jealousy thing, no not at all: It's the tease factor, he says. He thinks it is mighty unfair of me to flirt with so many people, and not follow through on my unspoken offers. I've honestly tried not to flirt, but, well, it's a part of me I can't change. He keeps warning me one of these days he's going to do something that will change my ways for sure, so far I've been lucky...

However, last night I finally went to far...

You see, we were at a housewarming party for two wonderful friends of ours, Mattie and James, who have finally moved in together. We've known both of them for years, and James is one of my favorites of our friends to flirt with! I must admit I've enjoyed flirting with him so much because it often becomes very, well...obvious...to me how much he enjoys our flirting game!

Well, anyway, we had been at the party for several hours, I was in full flirt mode with Paul, James and Kevin by my side, just having the time of my life. Steve, on the other hand, was glowering at me from the far corner of the room, beginning to look like he was going to commit murder. I tried to walk away from my bevy of flirting partners, but to no avail... they simply wouldn't let me walk away...

Eventually, Steve walked across the room towards me, and the look on his face caused my stomach to tighten... I could tell he was really pissed now.

"Good evening, Gentleman," Steve said to my partners in crime, "Could I ask you a question?"

"Sure," they all said in unison.

"Well, I was just wondering if you would care to share with me your true feelings about my wife's flirting with you. You see, I just don't understand how you put up with it all the time. All she ever does is flirt, flirt and flirt... doesn't this bother you gentlemen at all? Especially since you are all friends of mine, I personally feel it's not very fair of my wife to, well, tease you the way she does."

Uh oh. I know Steve better than myself but I honestly had no idea where this was leading up to...

James was the first to answer. "Well, Steve, since you are such a good friend of mine, I have to tell you the truth. It bothers me a lot the way she flirts with me. She is the ultimate tease, Steve, all she ever does is offer tantalizing glimpes of her breasts, erotic inuendo, hints of this and that... She never follows through on any of it... frankly I have to agree with you that it isn't very fair of her. I cannot tell you how many times I've driven away from your house with quite the case of blue ball. Thank God I have Mattie to take care of me now, but it's not very fair for your wife to get me in a condition and then expect another woman to finish the job she started, now, is it?"

Paul and Kevin both agreed immediatly with James' words, adding a few of their own problems with my flirting...

"Well, Gentleman," Steve continued... "I appreciate your honesty, and I'm going to try and do what is right by our friendships. I believe my wife needs to be taught...a lesson. And I'm hoping you will help me in this endeavor."

As all the men around me nodded enthusiastically, and the rest of the room fell silent, I felt a lump grow in my throat as the words drifted toward me...

"She will have to be put straight right this moment, it's the only way..."

"Stephie... COME HERE," my husband spoke like I've never heard him before, with a tone of command that absolutely required immediate obedience. Needless to say, I couldn't move a muscle.

"Gentlemen, I assume you know what to do," he intoned.

I noticed that all the men had developed the most serious looks on their faces as they approached me, and their determined faces darkened as they got closer. I swallowed, and as my muscles finally began to respond to my involuntary thoughts I took a step back, until I was backed against living room table...

Click Here to Enter Asian Pleasures

...but it was too late for me.

James and Kevin each moved to one side of me, and quickly but gently grapped my arms and lifted me up, turning me at the same time, till I found myself facing the top of the table, and the then layed me down until my breasts were pressed onto the surface of the desk, and stretched my arms forward. They each held down on my arms, and Paul came around and put a hand on each side of my head, so that I could not look around and see what was happening. The rest of the party had now gathered around, and despite their words of encouragement toward my husband, the silence was deafening to me... the only voice I heard in the entire world was my husbands.

"Open your legs a bit, Stephie.... NOW."

The forward edge of the table was cutting a bit into my waist, and in this position I could tell my ass was prominently displayed, awaiting, I began to suspect, my husband's fury. I found myself both mortified and excited to be so deliberately and helplessly exposed. I felt a bit light- headed as it occurred to me that this may only be the beginning of what my husband had planned... and that maybe the rest of our friends were in on it from the beginning. This was not going to be just a simple humiliation to teach me a lesson.

At the very moment that this thought entered my mind, I felt the back of my skirt being lifted, I involuntarily clenched my ass cheeks as Steve's hands continued to raise the skirt, revealing first my thighs, then my pantiless ass and a glimer of my shaved pussy. I should have listened to my mother when she said to always wear clean panties!

"Open your legs a bit, Stephie, and I MEAN it this time," Steve ordered.

Wait a minute, here, I thought, this is NOT going to happen to me! I began to struggle against the tight hold the men had on me, but to no avail. I may have been a bit slow in figuring out what Steve had planned, but now that I did I was NOT going to let him get away with spanking me, of all the nutty things, in public!!!

"Stephie, I MEAN IT. Spread your legs NOW or ELSE."

Uh oh..I cringed at these words, but obeyed, shifting my feet so that they were a good two feet apart. Now I knew the distinct pouch of my pussy could be seen by all, and I think I even felt a breeze blow softly between my legs, increasing my feeling of exposure.

"My wife has been a very bad friend to most of you here, and I am going to teach her a lesson about fairness now. I appreciate your patience at this interuption to your wonderful little gathering but this has to be done."

WWWWWHHHHHAAAAAAAPPP! came my husbands hand down upon my ass, hard, fast, and with no warning at all.

WWWHHHAAAPP! WWWHHHAAAPP! My surprise at the swiftness of his action was overcome only by the shock of my reaction: I was getting turned on! Squirming against the hold of our friends, yelping out loud with each painful blow to my now reddened ass, which was getting the beating of it's life, I felt an incredible tingling deep inside of me. The humiliation of being treated like a child only intensified my deepest prurient thoughts.

WWWHAP! WWWWWHHHHHHHAAAAAAPPPPPP! WWWWHHHHHAAAAP!

This was amazing... I was so embarrassed, yet wetter than I've ever been in my life. The sting was turning into amazing heat. It spread across my entire ass, and tears rolled down my cheeks, yet I was so close to coming, I was terrified that he would stop.

He didn't. Again and again he raised his hand and slapped my sizzling flesh.

The heat on my bottom was so intense that the skin of my thighs felt ice cold in contrast to the heat...every slap was excruciatingly beautiful, and my cunt was churning with the approaching explosion. Just when I thought I could take no more, Steve swatted me furiously once more and sent me over the edge of the most intense, excruciatingly long, drawn out orgasm of my life.

After a few minutes to recuperate, I realized I was no longer being held down, and as I began to raise myself up off of the table, the skirt started to fall back into place.

"Stephie, you'll remain there until the party is over, as you were. And with your skirt rolled up for all to see just what a bad little girl you have been."

I couldn't believe he was going to continue the humiliation...but what was more amazing was the size of the bulge in his pants, in all of the men's pants for that matter... and the women didn't look very together, either!

Well, the party continued without my flirtatious company, and by the end of what sounded to me like the orgy of the century, I was finally released from my position by my husband and treated to the sweetest, tenderest, feeling any woman can have... that of their man's cock in their wet pussy, their tender behind burning with each thrust.