I attended college in the 1980s and dated one girl seriously for almost a year beginning when I was sophomore. Sharon was a year older than me. We had met at a party and hit it off immediately. I was living in a dorm on campus with another sophomore guy. We shared a small single room with two single beds. Sharon lived in a two story house just off campus with two other girls. My roommate had a girlfriend on another floor of our dorm so he would spend the night there whenever his girlfriend's roommate was gone for the weekend or that roommate spending the night with her boyfriend somewhere else. This made it complicated for Sharon to spend the night in my room most of the time because my roommate was there a lot. He couldn't always spend a night elsewhere just because I wanted Sharon to come over. Sharon was lucky that she had her own room in their rental house so we could spend the night there more. She was also lucky that the two other girls were both away a weekend or two every month so we could have the house to ourselves.
We had been dating for a couple of months and the sex was really good. As I said, she was a year older but she was years ahead of me in sexual technique. She was definitely not satisfied with doing the same old thing every time. A lot of what she did was stuff that I hadn't done before and didn't even know how to do before she showed me. But this story is not about what all she taught her easily impressed sophomore boy about regular sex.
We were in bed in my dorm room because my roommate was gone for the night. While my twin bed was small for two people, she seemed to like the novelty of screwing me in my room. The night had started with some drinking at one of the campus bars and led to us staggering into my dorm room instead of walking to her house. She was quick to strip me down as soon as we got there. This was not something that usually happened. We almost always undressed each other while making out or I finished undressing her once she took something off. But this night, she had all of my clothes off before she had even taken off her jeans. For some reason, she wanted me naked first so that I could watch her undress. I was as hard as I had ever been watching her slowly undress. Then she pushed me down on my bed and got on top of me. She started riding me and then abruptly stopped. I was not quite ready to cum but her stopping kept me back from the edge. She laid down on me and started nuzzling my ear. Sharon had my total attention as I wasn't sure what was going to happen next.
She whispered in my ear, "How does that feel?" I didn't what to say other than "really good", which sounded kind of stupid but I didn't know what else to say. I wasn't smooth enough to say "you're the best" or whatever a guy is supposed to tell a girl who was just riding him hard. What she said next was the surprise: "Were you spanked as a kid?"
I didn't know what to say. Her question was like asking, in the middle of sex about what my favorite movie, except this question was weirdly personal. I hesitated. Sharon asked again, "C'mom, it is a simple question. Were you spanked as a kid? You know whether you were spanked or not."