Novel & Cerita Bdsm Spanking

She spanked my pussy lightly at first, then harder, making it sting and throb. “This cunt doesn’t get touched by anyone else.” Lina fucked me with a thick strap-on dildo, pounding my tied-up body missionary style. Every thrust was deep and claiming. She kissed me aggressively, her tongue piercing playing with mine while she railed me. We switched to scissoring cunts pressed together, grinding wetly, clits rubbing as she held my throat. The BDSM got heavier. Nipple clamps, light choking, more spanking on my ass and tits until I was red and begging. She made me eat her ass while she vibed my clit.

I was just pushing another button to make him even more brutal. He fists my hair, yanking my head back like reins, choking me lightly with his other hand around my throat. "Take it, BDSM is another love language. Milk my dick with that greedy twat." The bed shakes, my tits swinging wildly, nipples scraping the sheets as he fucks me through three shattering orgasms, each one tearing screams from my lungs, splattering all over his thrusting shaft and the mattress. He doesn't stop, edging himself, spanking my clit mid-thrust till I'm a babbling mess. Finally, he lets out a roar, filling me up with another intense release, so thick it spills out around him.

My hands brace on his chest, nails digging in, and I start bouncing, hard and fast, chasing another high. He latches onto my tit, sucking hard, teeth scraping my nipple until I cry out. His hand cracks down on my ass in sharp, rhythmic spanks that make me grind harder. "Faster, baby," he growls against my skin. "Fuck yourself on Daddy's cock." I do, thighs burning, tits bouncing in his face, moaning nonstop. "Cole!- Cole!— gonna come again -" "Do it," he snarls, spanking me harder.

27 - Make Me Katie My body went still, my breath hitching in my throat. I had never experienced such a thing before. I had read plenty about spanking and BDSM in steamy romance books, but to have Dylan—out of all the people—take me over his lap and spank my ass made arousal pool between my thighs. It was thrilling. I bit my lip to prevent eliciting a moan when his hand slid down my ass, cupping me over the sheer thong that did nothing to hide my desire. His fingers were long and perfect, and I resisted the urge to arch into his touch.

I pushed Hannah onto her back and settled between her legs, my mouth finding her core while Maddox, following my hissed commands, worshipped her breasts, sucking and biting her nipples until she was arching off the couch. "Let’s switch," I said. I lay back, pulling Hannah on top of me. "Scissor me," I breathed. She understood. She positioned herself above me, our legs interlocking, our wet folds sliding together. The sensation was electric, slick and hot. I reached up, grabbing her magnificent ass, spanking it— smack!-the sound crisp in the room. She cried out, grinding down harder. "Yes fuck, grind on me... Daddy's money bought this whole week, and this is the best fucking purchase yet.." I

I thrust, deeper, harder, spanking her ass, the red marks blooming, her screams filling the room. “You gonna come again?” I ask, my voice rough, feeling her ass clench. “Yes!” she screams, spit flying, her body tensing. I pound her, my cock filling her ass, her pussy dripping onto the couch. “Come for me, Tessa,” I command, spanking her harder, pulling her hair, yanking her head back.

I kept going, passionate and eager, until his legs started to tremble and he gently pulled me up. “Bed,” he rasped. “Now.” I climbed onto the bed on all fours, looking back at him as I arched my back. “Take me like this first.” Damien knelt behind me and thrust in deep. I cried out, pushing back to meet him. He started fucking me hard in doggy style, one hand fisting my hair, the other spanking my ass with sharp, stinging slaps that made me moan louder. “Yes! Harder,” I begged, voice breaking. “Spank me. I’m yours. Punish me if you need to. I can take it.”

My back scraped the surface lightly as he drove in. “Come for me,” he ordered. “Let your bodyguard feel you squeeze.” I exploded around him, moaning loudly. He kept pounding, then carried me to the couch and bent me over the armrest. He took me from behind, one hand fisting my hair. “This is what you do to me. Turn a professional into an obsessed man who needs this pussy every night.” “Harder,” I begged. “Fuck your celebrity like you mean it.” Damon lost control. He slammed into me relentlessly, spanking my ass until it stung deliciously. I came again, shaking. He pulled out and pressed against my ass.

She was my prey, subject to my demands. I stood behind her and rubbed her ass. Then I spanked her very hard. She yelled and threw her head up. I spanked her again and again until I was satisfied. “Get on the bed,” I growled fiercely. She got up and turned to the bed. Her eyes widened as she saw the bdsm kit displayed on the bed. She must have had a flashback of the last episode we had in my room. She took two steps backward and shook her head. I grunted, watching her cower.

He reaches under me again and starts rubbing my clit while he fucks me and spanks my ass, the orgasm builds fast and dirty. “I’m gonna come…ahh…fuck…” “Come and squeeze this cock while I slap this fat ass red.” My orgasm break with a long, raw moan, body shaking, cunt clamping down hard around him. He keeps spanking me through it—firm, steady smacks that prolong every pulse—until I’m whimpering into the cushion. A few more deep thrusts and he buries himself to the root, flooding me with his cum, while his hand still rests on my stinging cheek.