Cowgirl Spanking Novels & Stories

“Bad enough that if these get out, your wife will see exactly what her daughter looks like when she comes. Bad enough that the charity board will have a field day. You need to wire the rest today or this explodes.” Marcus cursed under his breath. Reynolds heard movement, like the man was pacing. “I already sent half. Tell them the rest is coming. Buy me time.” Reynolds leaned back in his chair. The leather creaked under his weight. “Time for what? You’ve been saying that for weeks. This thing with the girl… it’s making you sloppy. Kane knows it. He’s using her as leverage now.” “Do not talk about her,” Marcus snapped. Reynolds almost laughed. Almost. “I’ve seen the files, boss. Project Cowgi

His right leg trapped both of hers and his left arm held her in place, 'You already know why I am spanking you Katya so now I want you to count each one out loud. His hand came down on her ass in a strong steady rhythm, never hitting the same place twice and turning it a deep shade of pink, when she got to twenty he stopped and stroked her burning cheeks, 'You have the most delectable ass little Wolf, it is perfect for spanking and you must enjoy it to or you would learn to behave.' She whimpered as he began

The broad one was brutal, unhooking one ankle to fold her leg high, slamming into her ass with no prep beyond her slickness burning stretch yielding to filthy fullness. Wax sealed her nipples as he reamed her, handprints covering her cheeks from relentless spanking, skin on fire. "Cry out, whore!" he demanded, and she did tears streaming as orgasms tore through her, sobbing "More! Fuck me harder!".pussy and ass clenching, squirting across the floor. They rotated endlessly under the lights, cocks swapping holes, wax building crusty patterns on her body, spanks turning her ass purple.

I ordered, spanking her cheeks hard—left, right, alternating until they glowed crimson, the handprints blooming like brands. She complied with a whimper, pushing her ass higher, her face buried in the couch cushions. "Spank me more, Alexander—punish me for being late today, for making you wait!" she pleaded, her voice muffled but desperate. I smirked, the memory of her tardiness fueling my strikes. Each slap echoed like a gunshot, her skin jiggling, her cries growing louder. "Yes! Harder—make it sting! I'm sorry, sir—I'll never be late again!"

She was also wearing a multi-coloured, high-waist sequin fringe skirt that could barely cover her perky, naked butt. Bending over and spreading her ass cheeks with her hands, she showed them she was wearing a red and black striped g-string. "Like what you see?" she asked, resting her palms on her knees and swaying her rear. "Why not?" Harris said, walking over to her to spank her. "That's for being naughty," "Thank you, Daddy," Aaron came over and spanked her as well, "That's for being a good slut," "Thank you, Master," Wyatt came over, cupped her ass cheeks and kneaded them for a bit before spanking her hard, making her gasp, "That's for having a delicious pussy,"

I liked cowgirl a lot and so I rode him like my life depended on it. Noticing I was getting tired, while he just laid there with his eyes closed, undecided if he'd want to join in or not. I sat up straight and started bouncing on his cock. Intermittently switching between bouncing on him and grinding. I realized I prefered the grinding, as it took him to new depth, giving me new heights of pleasure.

He reared back and sent another wack to her ass—each whack growing harder than the first. "Two, Sir!" She whimpered, biting her lip to stifle her moan. Her ass was hot, the blood flow turning her ass red. Colton was hard as a rock, he had half a mind to fuck her right now and delay her spankings, but she had to have some sort of punishment. She had to know there was a particular way he expected her to act. He learned that Nadia enjoyed a good spanking; perhaps he would forbid her from cumming and take all the pleasure for himself that would teach her.

"Reverse cowgirl. I want to watch those giant tits bounce while you ride me." I climbed onto him and lowered myself slowly, taking his massive length into my p**sy this time. It felt huge, stretching me wide. "Faster.” He ordered, smacking my ass. "Ride me like your life depends on it." I started to bounce. My heavy breasts swung wildly, slapping against my chest with wet thuds. He reached around as he grabbed my ass, digging his fingers in, forcing me down harder. "Look at those heavy milkers go." He reached around to slap my tits hard. The sting was sharp. "You look so cheap. Just a pair of tits and a wet hole."

My thighs are aching from being restrained for the last thirty minutes or so, but still I manage to raise my bottom up a little more. "Please spank me, Sir. I need to learn how to behave." Despite my enthusiasm for a decent spanking I still wince when the flat of a paddle caresses my right buttock. Whichever Dom is wielding it strokes the implement back and forth across my waiting cheek before lifting it and bringing it down hard. It catches me full across the widest part and hurts like fuck.

I had a very enjoyable night with my mate, one where both of us found our pleasure multiple times and I was able to dominate my mate enough that I then let her take control. I had her ride me backwards, in a reverse cowgirl, so I could see her pink ass cheeks bouncing on me. Since my mate seems to enjoy her spankings, as evidenced by her dripping wet pussy while I was spanking her, I spank her some more while she rides and when she has her last orgasm of the night, it was so hard, it pushed me over the edge again.