Boyfriend Spanking Girlfriend Novels & Stories

"Already cumming like a whore? Pathetic. But I’m not stopping." He flipped me onto my stomach, yanked my hips up, and slammed back inside me from behind. The new angle made him go even deeper. He fisted my hair and pounded me mercilessly, his hips slapping loudly against my sore, spanked ass. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! He spanked me again while fucking me, making me scream into the mattress. "You kissed your boyfriend in front of me," he growled, spanking me harder. "You teased me all through dinner with this bare, dripping cunt. Now you’re paying for it."

She was tired of being a normal human. "I will ruined your life by being your girlfriend!" She whispered. After seeing him for an hour, Clara thought it was enough for today. She felt satisfied that she returned home without knowing that Jonathan was staring intently at her. When Jonathan looks at her joyful face, he felt happy too. He did not get what he felt like this. He is a grown man and what thats mean. Jonathan knew that Clara had been following him for an hour. But he acted like nothing happened l to see what she wanted to do. He didn't want to touch women or have sensual energy with someone. His intuition is strong. Sometimes, he thinks he's not human at all.

The sex is so hard, so rough, that I assume bruises will be left on her body, but judging by the way she keeps moaning like a stupid sex starved slut that she is, she seems to be enjoying it. “Do you fuck your girlfriend this crazy, baby?” she purrs. “ My dick is meant for only you to enjoy like this.” “Love fucking me, don't you?” A loud spank echoes through the room and she jerks, then grips the counter. The room suddenly becomes too hot, too suffocating. My hand grabs the doorknob, and it creaks. Both of them flinch at the same time, so it really is happening, I'm not hallucinating, I'm not dreaming.

he ventured, scared shitless, but daring to say the one word he knew might spell their ultimate doom. Not love, but girlfriend. More than a whore or fuck buddy. She was his though. Even fucking girlfriend wasn't enough. He started fucking her properly then, with deep, punishing strokes that made the whole shelf shake. Destroying her savagely, like he knew she liked it. Just barely clinging to the edge, desperate to make the moment last longer. Be inside her just a little longer. “Girlfriend. You never … called me that before,” she moaned, frustrated with her heart for loving the word so much as her brute boyfriend slammed her into priceless novels.

He seemed almost reluctant to spank her but after looking at her young, tight ass and freshly finger fucked pussy her quickly got over it. He brought his left hand down and smacked my girlfriend's bare ass. He let it linger on her bare skin for a moment, taking a split second to enjoy the feel of her firm butt before raising his hand to spank her again and again. I was a little jealous letting my buddy touch my girlfriend but she was getting so turned on by it. I told myself, I was doing it for her. I also knew that I would benefit a little later by getting to fuck her hot pussy.

"If I ask you to say you're my girlfriend, you better say that. Now, say it!" "Ow, ow, ow, okay, I'm your girlfriend." "Say it again!" He gave me another hard smack. "I'm your girlfriend." "Say it again." "I'm your girlfriend. I'm your girlfriend! I'm your girlfriend!" "Say it as you mean it." "Believe me, I mean it." "Okay." He said and stopped spanking me. My ass glowed red. He ran his hand up and down each of my firm butt cheeks and squeezed them.

No matter how hard she assured me that they were only 'friends', and what happened between them was never going to happen again, I just couldn't let it go. She slapped me for saying a totally inappropriate accusation over my jealous rage. I deserved it. I begged her for forgiveness. I even got down on my knees. I didn't want to drive her away and be the reason for her to find comfort in him. Not him. And we made out, a super hot and steamy love making after our first big fight. We were all over the kitchen floor, kicked around a few chairs, grabbed and hold on the cabinets, we were loud and nasty. I love the way she yanked my hair when we had sex. The way she squeezed gently around my neck,

“Wanted to claim my partner’s wife. Wanted to bend you over and fuck you like the neglected little slut you are.” His words were filthy and degrading, but they only made me wetter. The excitement of fucking my husband’s business partner was intoxicating. Every time he pulled back, I felt an empty ache that made me push back desperately, wanting him deeper, harder, faster. Ryan spanked my ass hard. The sharp sting made me cry out against his hand. “You like being fucked by me, don’t you?” he taunted, spanking me again. “Say it.” I moaned incoherently against his palm, nodding frantically.

My skin flamed beneath the harsh spank, a jolt of heat igniting up my spine. “How many spanks can you handle in the presence of your boyfriend?” Richard growled, his voice cold, dominant, yet laced with something else. Something unsteady. Was that jealousy? “I… I…” I didn’t finish my statement. The second slap landed, sharper, and stinging. I cried out, my voice shattering like glass. His palm rubbed the red sting as if soothing it, only to wind up again. His thrusts now a savage blend of punishment and reward.

to my ears " that's it take it all good boy, take daddy's dick all the way down your throat" I couldn't help but praise him. He ran his fingers up my thighs then massage my ass hole. " fuck!" I groaned " am gonna cum" should I cum down ur throat baby? " he nodded In approval. Even if he didn't approve I will have still done it anyway. I held his head in place and released my load down his throat, pleasure washing over us both. I pulled him up kissed him and whispered" my turn " before bending him over I spanked him and he let out a sexy moan" you like that don't you? " I did it again and again until his ass was pink" please-" he whimpered" I want your cock inside me already"" not yet" I rep