Homeschooled Ch. 10

Author's Note: Personally, I find this chapter both erotic and romantic, but it should be noted that it does have a spanking in it as well... so if you don't like spanking stories, you should pass on this one. Otherwise, enjoy the last chapter of Homeschooled!

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The white dress draped around Becky's body was modest and simple, with a scoop neckline that didn't go too low and pretty lace cap-sleeves. Despite how simple it was, she loved it. It made her skin glow and her cheeks pink; with her blonde hair and blue eyes, she looked like an angel.

Clutching her bouquet of flowers, she took her father's arm and began to walk down the aisle, towards a beaming Benjamin.

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The reception was over not long after dinner, as their church didn't approve of dancing, and Becky was officially Ben's wife. Which was actually quite frustrating at the moment, since the church also didn't approve of public displays of affection. The most they could do was hold hands and give each other the occasional chase kiss - but not too many of those either.

She could tell that Ben was just as anxious as she was to go to the hotel where they were spending the night. Tomorrow they'd move into Ben's parent's basement, which was a fully functional little apartment, until they were able to find a place of their own. He joked that he'd basically already moved in, he'd just had to carry his clothes downstairs. Becky was excited to be out of her parents house; it was obvious that Ben's parents were much more lenient.

Plus, her last lesson with Mr. Troy had been several weeks ago and she and Ben hadn't had any time alone together since. Her body was thrumming, ready with pure neediness for pleasure. While she'd self-pleasured herself a few times, it just wasn't quite the same, and she always ran the risk of being caught by her mom. She was always popping into Becky's room with wedding plans and things to talk about.

But now Becky's room was going to be out of her mom's reach, and tonight she and Ben were finally going to get to be alone together! As soon as they could leave this darned reception!

It seemed to take forever until they were alone together... Becky thought she might orgasm as soon as he touched her pussy, she was so wound up by the time they were allowed to go back to their hotel room. She'd almost snapped at her mother when her mom tried to give her all sorts of well-intentioned advice about what was about to happen when she and Ben reached their room.

Heck, as soon as they reached their room, she planned on tearing his clothes off!

Unfortunately, when they finally got there, Ben had other plans. Although he kissed her back as hungrily as she kissed him, when she started trying to pull off his suit jacket, he pushed her hands away and ended the kiss. Becky pouted up at him.

"What's wrong?"

"Well... I have something to ask you," he said, his expression so serious that her arousal dampened. He led her over to the bed and sat her down on the edge, sitting down next to her with his body angled towards hers, and holding her hand. "I promise it won't change how I think or feel about you. I love you and you're my wife. But the entire time we've been together, you've seemed to have a lot more experience than me, and in a lot of ways I appreciate that, but I wanted to ask where all that experience came from."

Becky knew that she was supposed to keep Mr. Troy a secret... and she felt a little ashamed of how she'd begged her tutor for the extra lessons she'd received... but Ben was her husband and she'd just promised to love and obey him just a few hours ago! So she told him everything, from her first lessons and her little crush on Mr. Troy, all the way up to her last lesson. Ben didn't interrupt or change his expression as he listened to her, and so it was quite easy to tell him everything.

Finally, she wound up her story and he nodded, an air of finality about him.

"Okay. But I want you to know that there will be no more kissing or anything else with any other men now that you're my wife."

"Of course," Becky said, a little surprised that he would feel the need to say so.

Her new husband gave her a look that sent a little shiver up her spine. Becky had responded to authority from the first, with Mr. Troy and now with the very take-charge attitude Ben had. That inherent trait in Ben's personality was part of why she'd been attracted to him from the very beginning. "You can't say 'of course.' We were dating while you were doing these 'lessons' with your tutor. You never told me and you didn't stop them."

She opened her mouth to respond, but there wasn't really anything she could say in her defense. Ben was absolutely right. She hadn't wanted to stop the lessons, because she'd been to curious and she'd enjoyed them too much. She'd also enjoyed knowing more than Ben and being able to show someone else everything that she'd been learning. At the same time, she'd never told Ben where she was getting her knowledge from, because she'd known that he'd want her to stop. And she hadn't wanted to.

A flush, that had nothing to do with arousal, filled her cheeks and she looked down at her hand in his, feeling regret for the first time, and also anxiety at the thought that he might be disappointed in her. He didn't seem angry at least, but somehow disappointment would be worse.

"I'm sorry."

"I forgive you," he said promptly and sincerely, startling her into look up at him hopefully. "However, I think you should be punished as a reminder never to let another man touch you like that again."

"Punished?" Becky echoed, a little touch of fear winding its way through her emotions. This was certainly a side to Ben that she'd never seen before!

"Yes," Ben said firmly. "I can see that you understand that you did something wrong and you feel guilty about it. To start our marriage off right, I think I should give you a spanking, so that we can begin our lives together with the slate wiped clean."

A spanking? Ben wanted to spank her? That was something Mr. Troy hadn't really done, other than a few slaps to her bottom on occasion. She hadn't been spanked since she was a little girl. But the image in her head, of being bare bottomed over Ben's lap while he applied his hand to her butt, didn't make her feel like a little girl. Sure, the idea was a little scary but it was also kind of... well, to say the least, she was starting to get turned on again. Maybe it was just because she was dying to get naked with Ben, no matter what the scenario, but a spanking really didn't sound so bad.

"Okay," she said, surprising both of them. For the first time, Ben's expression changed, to something almost startled.

"Really?" Obviously he thought he'd have to do a little more to talk her into it.

"Yeah," she said, nodding. "I mean, that makes sense. I do feel guilty and I don't want to start our marriage that way. Um... so, what should I do now?"

Ben gave himself a little shake, as if putting himself back in order, and tugged on her hand. Becky stood up so that she was standing in front of him.

"Undress."

It didn't matter that it was for a spanking; Becky's body immediately heated up at the firm command. Partly because of the domineering quality in Ben's voice and partly because of the actual command. Fortunately, because of the simplicity of the dress, it was an easy matter of unzipping the back and letting it fall from her body.

Her new husband sucked in a breath as he saw the sheer, silky slip she was wearing underneath. That's all she was wearing. Since she'd been able to get dressed by herself, she'd enjoyed that little bit of naughtiness, anticipating Ben's reaction when he saw that she'd been basically naked under the dress all day. It was everything she'd hoped for. His eyes roamed over her curves, drinking in her stiff pink nipples as they poked against the transparent fabric, and down to the blonde curls between her legs.

"Becky... what am I going to do with you?" His voice huffed out on a half-laugh, husky and aroused.

"Spank me, apparently," she replied a bit ruefully. This wasn't quite how she'd imagined getting naked for her husband, but it didn't stop her pussy from creaming as she watched him look at her, appreciation and erotic hunger glowing in his eyes.

Ben's gaze darkened a bit at her reminder, his expression becoming more stern again. The bulge in the front of his pants remained large and noticeable.

"Right," he said, shrugging off his jacket. He tossed it to the side and moved back on the bed a little so that he was securely seated, and then he patted his lap. "On your stomach, sweetheart."

It felt so very strange to be completely naked in front of Ben, while he was still full clothed. Her stomach did crazy little flip flops as she laid herself over his thighs, aware that he was rolling up the sleeves of his shirt in preparation to spank her. She felt more vulnerable than she ever had before in her life as he scooted her body forward so that she had to put her hands out to balance on the floor in front of her, tipping her bottom up to make a perfect target.

The spankings of her childhood hadn't been like this at all!

Ben put his hand on her butt, his palm warming her skin as he rubbed a little circle. "I did some research, online, about how best to do this. I want to take care of you, as my wife, and that includes punishing you when you've done something wrong. This spanking will wipe away all previous transgressions so that we can start our marriage with nothing hanging over our heads."

To her surprise, little tears sparked in Becky's eyes. Although she couldn't entirely regret her time spent with Mr. Troy, she did feel quite badly that her lessons had continued while Ben had been courting her. It had been very selfish. If he'd revealed that he'd been involved with another woman that way, while he was courting her, she would be wracked with jealousy and misery. She realized that she was quite lucky that Ben loved her anyway and that he was willing to punish her and move on with their relationship.

"I'm sorry," she said, quite sincerely. Craning her head slightly so that she could look at her new husband. "I never meant to hurt you... and I want to start our marriage with a clean slate too."

He gave her a little smile. "Good, I'm glad to hear that."

Then his hand came down. The first spank was more shocking than painful, although it stung a bit. Becky dropped her head back down, her neck aching a little from turning to look at him, blinking as she tried to absorb this new sensation. His hand smacked against her other butt cheek and she squeaked a little, wriggling.

Stinging... but not quite painful. Little smacks peppered her bottom, warming her skin and making her squirm. Between her legs, her pussy was growing quite hot and needy. This really wasn't so bad at all, she thought.

It was if she'd spoken aloud. As soon as she'd had the thought, Ben's hand started coming down harder. With her skin already warmed up, it wasn't as shockingly painful as it could have been, but it hurt much more than the little stinging taps he'd been giving her before. Now his hand smacked against her flesh, flattening it with every blow, turning the very light blush of her bottom to a dark pink.

Becky cried out - it hurt so much more!

"Ow! Ben! That hurts!"

"It's supposed to," he said, his voice stern. "Being intimate with another man, while you were being intimate with me, was very wrong, Becky."

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

She swore he spanked her even harder. Squealing, she tried to wriggle away, but Ben held her firmly in place. When she tried to reach back to cover her burning backside, he grasped her wrists firmly in his hand and placed them in the small of her back, giving her even less room to wriggle.

"Ow! I'm sorry! I won't ever - OW! - be with another man again!"

Tears sparked in her eyes. It felt like her backside was on fire! Ben's hand was all over her upturned bottom, spanking her from crest to the extremely sensitive tops of her thighs. His fingertips even smacked against her swollen pussy lips once or twice, which really hurt! Becky begged as tears began to fall down her cheeks.

True remorse filled her as he spanked her, making her face both her actions and the consequences. She really shouldn't have done that to Ben. It had been selfish, unfair and unworthy of their relationship. She should have stopped her private lessons with Mr. Troy long before she actually had. She really was truly sorry and if she could go back and do it again, she would make different choices.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Despite her internal acknowledgement that she richly deserved this spanking - in fact, it might be the least of what she deserved, considering that Ben had already forgiven her - that didn't make it any easier on her poor bottom! Her skin felt scalded as Ben blistered her butt cheeks, turning them a rosy, cherry red.

Every smack had her shrieking as she clung to his calves and ankles, sobbing out her apologies, making promises for the future. When Ben finally stopped, she almost didn't notice. Her entire backside was burning so furiously that the cessation of the spanking barely registered. It was only when she felt his hand rubbing over her poor, abused bottom, sparking a different kind of tingling sting, that she realized it had stopped.

"Is it over?" she sniffled, trying to wipe away her tears with one hand while the other pressed against the floor.

"Yes. As long as you've learned your lesson," Ben said, caressing her hot bottom, his voice still quite stern.

"I have, I have!" Becky said earnestly. "I love you. I don't want any other men anyway and I won't hide things from you."

"Good," her husband said with satisfaction, patting her bottom. His hand slipped down her crimson cheeks and between her legs. Becky gasped with shock and a kind of awe as his fingers delved between the slippery lips of her pussy. Her ass might be painfully on fire, but part of her body had responded in a wholly illogical manner! Ben chuckled as his finger pressed into her body, making her squirm on his lap again, but this time for an entirely different reason. It was at that moment that Becky realized his erection had subsided at all while he'd spanked her - if anything, it had grown! "Well this is unexpected."

Becky almost told him to stop, because it was so embarrassing that she'd become so aroused while he was punishing her - and so incomprehensible! - but it turned out to be unnecessary because he was already sliding his finger out of her tight hole. Which made her feel disappointed instead.

"On your knees," Ben said, as he gently helped her off of his lap. Standing up, he started undoing the front of his pants. "I want you to show me how sorry you are, and then we can consummate our marriage."

The thick rod of his erection sprang eagerly out of his pants; the head of his cock was a dark angry red and precum was leaking freely from the tip. Spanking her had obviously turned him on a great deal.

Immediately, Becky wrapped her fingers around his hot, thick length, opening her mouth eagerly. It had been so long since she'd been able to touch him like this! Groaning, Ben wove his fingers into her hair as she took his cock into her mouth. His hips pumped, forcing his dick into the entrance of her throat, his movements much more confident, much more domineering than they had ever been before. Obviously his taking control of their encounter had affected him greatly.

Becky loved it, her thighs rubbing together to try and relieve some of the ache in her pussy as he forced his cock deeper into her mouth. Only her hand, wrapped around the base, kept him from pushing his entire length in. She gagged slightly as the head of his cock rubbed against the back of her throat, bracing her other hand on his thigh to keep herself on balance. The cool air wafting over her hot red butt cheeks felt good, although they felt quite sore anyway.

"I've missed this..." he said, groaning again as he fucked her mouth, his hands forcefully moving her head back and forth over his slick shaft. It only took him a few hard thrusts after that and then he was exploding in her mouth, his cock pulsing as cum gushed down her throat. Becky swallowed as quickly as she could but some of it still leaked out of the corners of her lips and down onto her chin, dripping onto her breasts as she struggled to keep up with the fountain of fluid. Ben was moaning, his hips pumping more slowly as spurt after spurt of cum filled her mouth and belly.

When he finally finished, Becky was panting for breath, using the back of her hand to wipe up her messy chin as his slowly deflating cock slipped from her lips. The taste of his seed coated the inside of her mouth, and looking up at the relieved expression on his face, she felt both proud of herself and relieved at how much Ben loved her.

"That was so good," Ben murmured as he helped her to her feet. "I'm glad that we can start our marriage off right now."

"Me too," Becky said. She hummed with pleasure when he kissed her, deeply and passionately. When his hands slid down to cup her buttocks, she whimpered and jerked against him as the renewed sting lanced through her. Her heated cheeks felt even hotter against his palms, and even his gentle squeeze felt rough... at the same time, her squirming body made his dick - which was still half-hard - swell against her soft stomach and her pussy was so wet she could practically feel her cream leaking down onto the tops of her thighs.

To distract herself from the sting of his groping hands on her blistered bottom and the aching need that was growing in her pussy, Becky started to undress him more fully. This time he didn't stop her as she undid the buttons on his shirt, baring his chest to her. They kept kissing as she pulled off his clothing and she could feel his cock growing against her body with every passing second. He recovered so much faster than Mr. Troy!

When they moved towards the bed, Becky was so heated that she almost forgot about how sore her butt was until she jumped onto the bed and landed on her backside.

"OW!" Automatically, she planted her feet wide apart, thrusting her hips up so that she was balanced on her feet and shoulders, keeping her hot, red cheeks off of the mattress. The maneuver had Ben panting as he crawled on top of her, the weight of him pushing her body back down.

Although her ass was now pressing against the bed with Ben's weight on top of her, part of her liked the sharp pain that mingled with her arousal. All of the sensations coursing through her felt sharper and more visceral than ever before. Maybe it was the spanking, maybe it was just because it was Ben, but either way, Becky felt like she was going to explode with need if she didn't cum soon.

"Please," she begged, pulling at him with her hands and legs, squirming at how uncomfortable her bottom felt against the sheets and the itching desire that had enveloped the lower half of her body.

One hand on his cock, which was already rock hard again, Ben groaned as he rubbed the head up and down her wet slit. It felt different from any of her previous experiences... with no condom, the mushroom head wasn't nearly as slick and it felt like it was almost catching on her skin. The feel of it rubbing her sensitive folds was just different enough to make the sensations feel almost entirely new.

When he began to push inside of her, Becky almost levitated off the bed. She hadn't known how much the lubricated condoms had helped Mr. Troy's entry to her pussy; now she could feel every millimeter of Ben's cock as it spread open her tight hole. The friction was intense and incredible, and she didn't even care that her bottom flared and burned as she bounced it on the bed, working her pussy over Ben's dick as she moaned with pleasure. Groaning, Ben thrust hard and deep, spearing her so fast that tears sprang into her eyes as her pussy stretched to accommodate his big dick.