Squirt Guns 
and Splinters 

by Soshyi

 Part 1

Baby spread insect repellant all over her exposed skin as she watched her husband move from one Tiki Torch to
the next. Moving on to her legs, she lifted her sundress up as far as modesty would allow and squirted the lotion on her thighs. She sighed and smiled as she looked around.

The entire community had gotten together for the purchase of the empty lot at the end of the cul-de-sac. It had taken a great deal of persuading at city hall to allow a small group of citizens to join together in the building of their own personal park. Zoning laws had to be changed, plans drawn up and approved, legal documents signed by all the neighbors along with a myriad of other, Baby assumed, important things, before permission had been granted by the city.

After all the hoopla, it hadn't taken very long for the pool to be build, the large wooden fort to be pieced together, benches and tables scattered about, the tall wooden fence installed, trees trimmed, grass mowed, and the monster BBQ pit dug for the enjoyment of all. Each week a different family would be in charge of maintenance for the grounds. It was opening weekend and all the adults had agreed, no children tonight. The grown-ups were going to celebrate their collaboration in peace. Tomorrow would be soon enough for watching the kiddies.

The Ribeyes were still marinating in the coolers, along with the salads, bottles of wine and various other beverages. Everyone had a job to do. Baby had bought 40 large baking potatoes. She had sliced them each carefully and added a dollop of butter and a sliver of onion in between each section before wrapping them individually in foil and placing them on the grill. She could tell by the delicious aroma that they would only need about 20 more minutes to finish cooking. Perfect timing.

Seeing the last person on her team backing towards her, she reached into her bag, and handed off the final, fully loaded weapon the women had plotted about. Each wife now held a mini version of the Super Deluxe Super Sprayer. The men were way too busy talking about men stuff to even notice, plus, they were all huddled together with their backs turned. It was technically still dusk so it was easy for her to see each of the wives now stalking their husbands.  Baby took her Sprayer from her pocket and stealthily snuck up behind her Honey. Aiming directly at his derriere, she gave the signal and they all open fired at their respective spouses.

"POW! POW! P-POW!" Adding sound effects was a unique thrill. It seemed the other wives felt the same.

"A-H-H-H-H!" Her husband's roar was mimicked by the rest of the men and could be heard clear over in the
next county.

He turned towards her and Baby took quick aim all over his person.

"POW! POW! POW! P-POW! POW!" Backing away swiftly, she continued her assault. "POW! POW! P-POW!"

Her mouth gaped open in alarm when she saw that he was armed. Her weapon looked like a puny squirt gun
compared to the great big Uzi sprayer each of his buddies held.

"YOU MINX!" He bellowed, laughing despite himself, "YOU ARE IN MORE TROUBLE THAN YOU CAN IMAGINE!"

Baby took less than a second to plot her next move.

"R E T R E A T!"

She landed one right in the middle of his forehead and took off running as he wiped his hand down his face.

Baby laughed and headed for the deep cover of the Fort, firing over her shoulder the entire way. "HEAD
FOR HIGHER GROUND!" Pandemonium broke out as barefooted wives ran for protection, giggling as their
husbands took after them. Upon reaching the wooden contraption, Baby began the climb with her weapon
securely in her mouth. She made a quick turn and fired.

"P-POW! POW!" Nothing happened. Drat! Out of ammo. What a jip. She threw down the Sprayer and began to climb higher as she saw her husband take aim.

SPLAAAT! Water reigned down upon the dozen women who managed to make it to relative safely in time. Other wives were running for their lives as their husbands chased them around the grounds.

Baby's husband made quick work of drenching the back of her dress, soaking her panties in the process. Tossing his gun aside, he reached for her ankle and gave a tug.

"Eeek" Baby screamed and turned around. Another tug had her fall and land upon her husband's shoulder.
Securing her legs, he gave her upturned bottom a loud "SMACK!"

"So you thought to thwart us, did you Little Girl?" He chuckled as he carted his burden to the picnic table at the far end of the property.

"How did you find out?" She pouted as she swung back and forth, staring at the fast moving ground.

"Sweetheart, do you honestly think I don't know when you're up to no good?" He said, giving her tushy another "SMACK!"

"It didn't take me very long at all, you Imp, to find the stash of the saddest looking excuse for squirt guns I ever did see." He settled upon the bench, making sure his wife's face was turned toward the still ongoing chaos, as he placed her, bottom up, over his knees.

"SMACK!" His hand landed smartly upon her cheeks.

"OW!" Baby screeched. "OH, Honey, you can't do this here. People will see!"

"Well, my Little Ring Leader, you should have thought about that before you started this." He declared with
another "SMACK!"

"Hey, look at that!" One of the husbands yelled, pointing at Baby and her husband. "He's spanking  her!"

"Great idea!" "Super!" "I'm going to do that." "Sounds like a plan." The husbands love the idea and began to hunt their wives with avenging purpose.

The wives were so stunned at what was occurring to their dear friend they didn't recognize the danger THEY were in. One by one they each found themselves caught and upended over knees, coolers, tree trunks, and tables giggling and screaming as loving spouses brought hands down upon posteriors.

Baby's husband noticed the crowd was now truly distracted and flipped up the back of his wife's dress and yanked down her panties.

"SMACK!" His hand landed on her bare, wet fanny.

"NO!" Baby screamed.

Everyone was way too busy to notice the gate being opened to allow the very last and very late couple to enter.

Walter and Eleanor Peterson, retirees and recent globetrotters, stared in amazement at the scene before them. Walter stood in his Aloha shirt and bright turquoise and fuchsia Bermuda shorts. Shorts that just happened to perfectly match the Muumuu his wife was wearing.

"Will you get aload of that, Eleanor?" Walter said. Reaching back he quickly shut the gate so no one could enter with out the key.

"We've been invaded, Walter." Eleanor calmly stated, taking in the mayhem before her.

"It's a Spanko Party, Sweetheart!" He said in excitement.

"It's a one-way trip to the nearest asylum," she answered.

"Let's be joiners, Eleanor!" Walters face was priceless.

"No, we will most certainly not," his wife announced.

Walter turned to his wife and placed his hands on his hips. "You can be a real stick in the mud, you know that, Eleanor."

"Stick in the mud? Stick in the Mud!" She reached for the convenient stick stuck in the mud and pulled it free. Hoisting it above her head she brought it down with a resounding "Whack!" upon her husbands colorful bottom covered shorts.

"I have let you spank me all over kingdom come this last month." Her hand rose again.

"OUCH!" Walter jumped. "Eleanor, have you lost your mind?"

"No, I believe I've just found it, Dear." "Whack!" She did it again.

"I'll show you a stick in the mud." She brought her hand back again.

Walter wasted no time in his hasty retreat. He took off running. Eleanor took off after him with her stick aloft.

 Part 2

"Ow!" Baby pouted as she lay upended over the side of the chaise in the harsh light of the bathroom.

"I'm sorry, Sweetheart." Her husband laughed as he plucked yet another splinter out of his Baby's bottom.

"It's not funny." She bemoaned, wiggling to try and relieve the terrible itch of the dozen mosquito bites to her tortured bum. This would never have happened if he had just given her back her panties. So what if they had been wet? Anything was better than this. She'd known immediately when she had sat upon the picnic bench to have her dinner that she was in serious trouble.

Slap! To the back of her thigh. "Hold still!"

"Ow! Stop that!" And she wiggled again.

"As near as I can figure, you have about 50 more splinters that have to come out." Her husband calmly stated. "That means you have to be real still or I could slip with the tweezers and hurt you."

"50!" Baby gasped. "Did you say 50?"

"Yes, I did. Now, I could spank you for each one and then take them out, or I could just take them out and
then spank you. The choice is yours, Sweetheart," he said.

"How am I suppose to hold still when I itch so bad and why weren't those benches sanded better, anyway?"
Baby accused, trying to figure out what he'd just said. Either way it sounded like a no win situation.

"Some of the guys are going to take care of that tomorrow morning before the kids get there." He chose to ignore both questions. Trying to distract her while he took another little piece of wood out of her tush he asked, "Did you see Walter and Eleanor running around?"

"Ohmygod, was that the funniest thing ever?" She giggled. "She kept whacking away at that man's backside and he was laughing the entire time telling her she had a swing like a sissy."

"I had to stop spanking you because I was laughing so hard I couldn't catch my breath." He said, picking up
the magnifying glass. "Did you see all our friends having fun, too? I swear, by the time we all sat down to eat each couple were cuddling like minks."

"More like rabbits if you asked me. You've turned the entire community into Psycho Spanko's. I'd say we broke up the party just in time. "OW!" She cried out.

"I'm sorry Baby, that one was being stubborn." He kissed her cheek. "Just like you."

"I don't want to play doctor any more, you quack. They will work themselves out if I take a nice hot bath." She pushed herself up by her arms and he pushed her right back down.

Slap! Again to the back of her thigh.

"What did I just finish telling you?" he asked.

"It sounded like you were going to spank me either way, so I may as well get it over with. Besides, you are avoiding where the splinters are anyway," she cheekily answered.

Slap! He did it again. "It sounds to me that someone is in serious need of an attitude adjustment."

"OW!" Honey, I'm sorry, but I'm itching and those tweezers are pinching me." She pouted again.

"I'll tell you what, you stay right there and I'll start the tub. By the time it's full, I'll have most of these out and I'll have another look in the morning." He used his hand to push her back down and reached over to turn on the water.

"OH, all right." She relented. The last thing she wanted was an infection, but she did sneak her had back to scratch a particularly disturbing spot.

Slap! "Stop that right now! You'll just aggravate them," he ordered.

She'd noticed he'd added her favorite Lavender scent to the water, so she'd pulled him in with her just so he'd smell real pretty for bedtime. He had already been undressed and had been heading for the shower at that time, so she figured she should invite him to join her. He had come up growling and sputtering, tickling her until she'd cried uncle, then they had settled back and let the hot water sooth them both. Baby blew bubbles off her arm and giggled as she watched them settle into her husband's chest hair.

"So, you want to play now do you?" He wiggled his eyebrows up and down in a suggestive manner.

"Always," she replied in a sexy tone.

"Why don't you come over here, get up on your knees and put that sweet treat right in front of my face and
I'll see if I can do to relieve some of that playfulness?" He dared, knowing is dirty talk would shock her.

Baby blushed, raised her hands up to cup her breasts and plucked her nipples. "Why don't you get up on your knees and put your sweet treat in my face instead?"

His eyes sparkled. After all these years, his baby was losing her inhibitions right before his eyes. He came up on his knees, stretched her legs out straight and straddled her chest. He knew it wouldn't take much work for him to explode. He'd been on edge ever since he's spanked her at the party and he was very curious to see if she'd go through with her dare.

Baby's blush got deeper as she stared at her husband's hard cock in front of her face. Her hands left her breasts to settle upon his thighs. Running them up the back of his legs, she raised her eyes to meet his, made sure she had a very wet mouth and leaned forward to slowly slip the just the head of him in between her lips. She heard him give a huge gasp and smiled. Apparently he hasn't thought she was serious.

Gently she licked around the ridge. Back and forth her tongue slipped and stroked, never staying in the same spot for more than a few seconds. She concentrated on the slit at the top. When she felt his thighs tense a bit she moved back down to the ridge, tickling and sliding under and over, then back to the slit again. She opened her mouth wider, closed her eyes and gently sucked half of him into her watery mouth. Closing her lips around him, she pulled back until he almost escaped her, then slid him right back in again. In and out. To the head again for more licking, then engulfing half of him until his hips began the involuntary motion he could no longer control.

Baby looked up at him again. His head was tipped back and his mouth was wide open. His breathing was harsh and cock was twitching. His hands were clenched into tight fists at his side. Keeping him in her mouth, she reached for those hands. He looked down at her as she placed them on her head to allow him to guide her where he wanted her next. His hands opened up at her invitation and took her wet hair into his fists. He wasn't hurting her, but he had a firm grip. He slowly brought her mouth down until he almost reached the back of her throat. He held her there for a moment, met her eyes, then he pulled her head back until the tip was barely inside her mouth. Baby reached around to his testicles and felt that they had drawn up. She gave a gentle tug. He shuddered and she licked around the tip again.

"Ohgod." She heard and felt him pull her head forward again. Keeping eye contact, she carefully sucked him deeper into her mouth. She was neither too gentle, nor too rough.

"Baby." His voice was harsh as he gave a signal he was about to cum. Watching his wife do this was more
than he could take. He tried to pull back, but she had a firm grip on him now. Keeping a hold of him, she grabbed his butt to keep him inside of her. One of his hands released the grip he had on her head and slammed it to the wall to balance himself and he let loose.

It took a few moments for him to regain his senses. He settled back down in the tub and looked at his wife in awe. She had never done that before. Her face was flushed and she looked a little uncertain.

"Waaas that okay?" She hesitantly asked, brushing the hair out of her eyes.

"Baaby." Was all he could say as he slid forward and brought her into his lap. She was the one breathing heavily now and he noticed her nipples were as hard as berries. He reached up to play with them and she trembled.

"Kitten, I think that deserves a reward." He smiled when she hid her face in his neck.

"You know Baby, there are other places to spank besides your bottom." He whispered and she trembled again.

Part 3

It pleased him immensely to know that she had become so aroused while giving him pleasure. He'd always
felt the same way when the situations were reverse. Glancing over at the table nearby he saw what he was
looking for. Starting tonight they were going to take a leisurely journey into uncharted territory. Of course, she didn't know this yet. He had a feeling it would be one step forward, two steps back for a while.

"Sweetheart, I'm going to set you up on the window seat now." He said as he lifted her and spread her legs wide open for him.

Baby placed her arms behind her to steady herself. They had made love in this position many times in the past and she was more than ready. She scooted her bottom to the very edge of the seat and impatiently waited for him to come to her. She watched as he turned around to reach for her liquid soap on the stand by the tub. He poured some into his palm and turned back around to face her. In his mouth was the handle to her razor.

"Honey, pleeease I don't want to play anymore and I shaved this morning," she pleaded.

"Shhh." Winking at her, he slipped his soapy hand to the hair covering her sex.

Baby got nervous and attempted to back away, but he stopped her by wrapping his free arm under her right
knee and with that hand pulled the razor from his mouth.

"You trust me don't you, Sweetheart?" He asked holding her still as he continued to soap her sex until it was completely covered in foam.

"I don't want that." She couldn't help by rock against his hand, but didn't think she could handle being so exposed.

"I dooo," he stated gently, but firmly.

"Bbbut...." she began, trying to find a way out of the
situation.

"Baaby," she shivered at his tone.

"But I waaant you now." She stuttered, grinding against him, trying to alleviate the throbbing ache deep inside of her.

"Well then, I'll just have to try and hurry." He coaxed. "Do you trust me or not?"

"Yyyes, you know I dddo.," she whimpered.

"Good girl." He gave a little kiss to her knee. "You keep yourself nice and trimmed down here, so this won't take but a minute." He promised.

His wife was in a fine state indeed and he loved it. He rinsed himself clean of the soap and switched the razor to his right hand. His left arm raised her right thigh high so he could use his left hand to pull her skin taught in creases he didn't want to nick.

"Lean back for me Sweetheart," he ordered. "I don't want to hurt you, so hold real still for me."

Baby gulped as she felt the first swipe of the blade against the most protected area of her body. Her outer lips seemed to swell, aiding him in his task. Ohgod, she thought and squeezed her eyes tightly closed. Another swipe and another. Her thighs began to shake so he stopped for a second.

"Baby, take a deep breath and hold still." Just as he thought. He was uncovering the very last white spot on her body. She had been sunbathing in the buff, openly defying him about the swimming alone rule. He would have to take care of that transgression tomorrow as he caught her in action, but right now he had other things on his mind. He brought the razor back to her and began again.

Baby felt another swipe and another and bit her lip. Then he stopped. He was correct. It hadn't take long at all for him to uncover her very last secret, even from herself.

"All done, Baby." She couldn't look at his face, but his voice sounded unusually husky to her. She wiggled and he released her. She quickly slipped back into the water embarrassed by what had just transpired.

"UMmm." She tried to stifle her surprise as the water touched her now denude skin. She was dizzy with the need for release and hadn't thought she could get more aroused than she'd already been. She was wrong.

He placed the razor back on the stand and cleared his throat. "You okay, Sweetheart?" he asked, squatting in
front of her.

Baby opened her mouth, but couldn't find any words. Her hand slid down between her thighs.

"Whoa there." He quickly clasped her hand in his, and down plunged her other hand. He grabbed that one just
as fast. Carefully, he brought her to a standing position. The flush signs to her chest and face were obvious. Her breathing was heavy and steady, but it was her eyes that held his attention. They were huge and her pupils were dilated. She swayed forward and he caught her to him.

"I need...." Her breath caught in her throat.

"Yes, I can see that." He murmured.

Keeping his arms around her, he got them out of the tub. Briskly he patted them both dry with the towels and carried his wife to the bedroom. He grabbed the silk bathrobe sash hanging on the back of the door as he swept by.

Baby had never felt so inflamed. Not even after that first spanking he'd given her. She was beside herself, almost in a drugged state. Her mind was fuzzy; her vision took on a pink haze and each part of her body felt delicate. Overly sensitive.

The bedside lamp had been left on the lowest setting, leaving the room in soft light. She welcomed the coolness of the quilt as it touched the back of her body.

"Sweetheart, reach up and grasp the bars of the headboard for me." She heard her husband instruct. Her arms felt heavy as she completed the task. Her breasts were arched up on display, straining to reach his chest hair as he leaned over her to reach her hands. He smiled down at her and helped by settling farther onto her chest. Baby closed her eyes and rubbed against him like a cat. She felt something bind her wrists so they couldn't move.

"Honey?" She opened her eyes and blinked owlishly.

"Shhh, Baby. You're doing just fine," he soothed, kissing her deeply to stifle all but her moans. His hands ran down her body, separating her legs so that he could slip in between. Sitting on his feet he draped her thighs over his and spread outward, opening her in the process. Only then did he release her mouth from his kiss.

Baby dropped her head back on the pillow and labored for breath. His large hands enveloped her breasts and
the feeling was acute. Her eyes fluttered and she groaned pushing up her hips for relief. He didn't allow her anything to push back at. He gently stroked and teased her nipples with his index fingers and thumbs, alternating between rubbing and pulling at them.

"Oh, please." Baby tried unsuccessfully to find any part of his body she could rub her aching sex against.

He gradually increased the pressure to her nipples, twisting and pinching them as her thighs began to quiver.

"Look at me." He soothed as she fought off her impending peak.

Baby met his gaze, jerking at her bonds, desperate to clasp him close.

"Cum for me, Kitten," he ordered.

"Ohnooo," she inhaled frantically as her head and hips began to involuntarily jerk from side to side.

"Such a Good Girl." Her husband praised and he pinched each nipple tightly as he watched her body and mind spasm in a powerful climax.

Baby came back to reality slowly, purring in her pleasure. Her husband's head was resting on her breasts. His tongue gently teasing the buds back to attention. He sucked one deep into his mouth, nursing strongly as he coerced it to obedience once again.

"Oh, Honey! Please, I can't." Baby had never felt anything so earth shaking and was not ready for a repeat performance so soon.

He switched to the other breast, dominating her body to his will. Once both nipples were hard little pebbles again and his wife was mewing in pleasure, he began to trail his tongue down her body, anxious to taste what he had uncovered in the bath. Pulling his legs out from under her, he scooted back flat on the bed, his shoulders kept her opened, his arms tightly wrapped around her upper thighs and his hands rested upon her pubic bone. Her beautifully exposed, bare, white mound was inches from his mouth.

"Baby, I want you to watch me." He looked at his wife's face, glistening with moisture. She was biting her lower lip, arousal and embarrassment a potent combination to her senses. "I want you to watch me like I watched you earlier."

Keeping his eyes on her's, he stretched out his tongue and licked the crease separating the sides of her vulva. She stared at him mesmerized, hardly believing she was watching him do this for the first time. She trust up at the pleasure she felt and panted.

"Remember when I said there were other places to spank besides your bottom, Baby?" He said, wickedly. He
heard her gasp and felt her shiver as he lowered his head.

Part 4

All Baby could do was moan as she watched him nibble and lick the entire surface of her freshly shaved mound. He was well on the road to making her cum again and he hadn't even penetrated her outer lips yet. She tugged on her restrained hands uselessly, shaking the bedpost and making it bang against the wall. She felt him chuckle as he pulled away and blew lightly upon her naked skin.

"You're not going anywhere, Kitten" He teased, knowing his whispers added an element to her seduction she never could withstand. "You are so soft here." He mumbled, rubbing his face lightly against her in adoration and gazing up at her enthralled expression.

Baby felt the vibrations of his words penetrate deep into her vagina and her breath once again became short and shallow. She watched as his hands traced up her torso towards her breasts. Oh, no... His hands hovered over her nipples and his tongue threatened her slit. Once her thighs began to quiver in anticipation, he began to gently tease with fingertips and pointed tongue.

Bringing his hands back to her outer lips, he used his thumbs to spread her open to his gaze. Her little button was alert and begging for attention. Holding her open with his left thumb and ring finger, he used that hands index finger to push back the hood of her clitoris and pressed down, cutting off the circulation and letting the air play with her senses. Before his eyes her growing clit distended farther. His right fingers began to play gently with her swollen labia's, tickling her to distraction once again.

"Uuuuh." She uttered as his middle finger entered her vagina and went in search of her G-spot. He knew he'd found it when she complained she had to pee. She always said that, but once the shock wore off she never wet the bed with anything other than her sweet release. Her hips began the helpless rocking as he palpated the area with steady pressure signaling to him she was now receiving pleasure rather than discomfort. He licked his lips in anticipation and tickled her clitoris with the tip of his tongue.

"Ooooh...noooo..." He watched her face as she bounced on the bed, coming undone as she gushed onto his palm. His lips felt her throbbing in completion. He removed both hands and lowered his mouth to lap her up.

"Ohmgod." Baby whimpered at the overdose of sensations she was feeling. Another climb was rapidly approaching whether she wanted it or not, hitting her in waves now.

He glanced up and saw that her eyes were tightly closed and her mouth was limply gaped opened. He held her down with his body while his hand hovered between her upper thighs.

"You're suppose to be watching me, Sweetheart." He chastised. "Let me see those big eyes now."

Baby struggled to meet his gaze. Even the air going into her lungs seemed to be alive with static.

Slap.

She was stunned speechless. Time seemed to stop as a rush of adrenaline ripple through her body at the first sting to her bare sex.

Slap. Slap.

His cock pulsed, eager for release, but uppermost in his mind was his wife's reaction. He was looking
closely for any signs of distress or panic as he felt she was too far-gone to use her safeword.

Slap! Slap!

Sounds, heavy with desperation, broke through her throat and her hands strained to be let loose. He watched as her pupils enlarged farther, wondering if she could see at all anymore.

"I'm right here, Baby," he reassured. "Take a deep breath for me."

Her subconscious eagerly latched on to his voice. She swallowed the lump in her throat as her chest rose and fell, shuddering for air. "Good Girl," she heard.

Slap! Slap!

He wondered how far he could take her this night as he watched her dazed expression. The research he's done
strongly suggested curbing the strength and number given while actively attacking the psyche to bring about the maximum results. He thought he should stop, and then saw her hips undulate for contact.

SLAP! SLAP!

There was an electrical sensation in Baby's loins as her tremors began.

SLAP!

Her struggle for control over her body had long since past as stars flickered before eyes and she cried out bitter sweetly.

Rushing up he entered her in one smooth stroke. Her constricting muscles gripped him firmly, milking his cock as fire danced up his spine. He held her tightly as she shook and cried, finally collapsing in his arms.

Baby didn't know what had happened. She was there one glorious moment and then she was gone. Opening her
eyes she blinked up at him.

Resting his weight upon his elbows, he brushed away the hair from her face. He kissed and licked the tears from her cheeks. Gently touching his lips to hers, he tenderly unbound her restraints and brought her hands down to kiss.

"Are...." He had to clear his throat and try again. "Are you okay, Sweetheart?"

"Ummm....think so." She timidly answered, turning her face shyly away.

He smiled, pulled out of her body and leaned down to give her now pink sex a kiss.

"Are you sore?" He questioned, needing to know if he'd gone too far or not far enough.

Baby blushed and rolled over, hiding her face protectively in her pillow. Then she yawned and slowly rubbed her feet together.

He laughed and shook her back. "Let's get under the covers first, Sleepy Girl."

Baby quickly pulled back the bedsheets and resumed her hibernation.

"All right Kitten, we'll talk about it in the morning." He settled next to her, patting her bottom.

It would have to be early though, he thought as he reached over to turn off the light. He wanted an opportunity to make sure all the splinters were gone because by this time tomorrow, his swim-alone-Baby would not be able to sit down comfortably for many days to come.

Butt, that's another story....

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