Cowgirl Spanking Novels & Stories

We were all soaked in sweat and cum, the sheets twisted and ruined, but nobody wanted to stop. Zara was the first to move. She pushed Kai flat on his back, climbed on top reverse so her ass faced him. She grabbed his still-hard cock, lined it up, and sank down slow at first, then dropped hard taking him balls-deep. Kai groaned loud hands gripping her hips as she started riding him reverse cowgirl ass bouncing with every drop. "Fuck yes ride that dick" Kai grunted spanking her ass sharp. Zara moaned loud head thrown back tits bouncing as she slammed down harder faster grinding her clit against his base every time she bottomed out.

I had four cups, and a bunch of gin after. I feel both wasted, and capable to making my way home. All by myself. But i waited for the big cowboy baby because i can already tell he’ll bitch at me. Once he was done, he turned his attention to me. “Your skirt is up.” he pointed out. I shot a glance down to see my bare thighs and my skirt high up. I pulled it down, brushing off the dirt. “There, you can look.” “That doesn’t.... come on.” he walked up to me, planting an arm around my waist, and one under my knees. I giggled as he carried me bridal style.

“Take every inch, little girl. This is what bad girls get from Sheriff Daddy.” The wet slap of skin on skin filled the cell. Cole leaned in, kissing her roughly, beard scratching her soft lips while he drove into her again and again. He pulled out suddenly, uncuffed her wrists, and spun her around. He bent her over the narrow bunk, cuffing her hands behind her back again. Then he slammed back inside her from behind, even deeper now. “Fuck, this ass is perfect,” he groaned, spanking her round cheeks hard enough to leave marks. His heavy balls slapped against her clit with every thrust. Riley came a third time, pussy clenching tight around him as stars burst behind her eyes.

Another smack. "I'm your girlfriend." "Again!" Another smack... "I'm your girlfriend damn it! I'm your girlfriend! I'm your girlfriend!" When Christy's spanking finally ended, her ass glowed red and radiated warmth. He soothingly ran his hand up and down each of her firm, young butt cheeks and squeezed them. Bent over the kitchen table she sobbed, her bare ass red and sticking out for him. Reggie took advantage of this opportunity, pulled down his boxers and aimed himself at his weary target.

Maverick said soothingly running his hands all over her front body making her have a hard time remaining in her sense. " For two mistakes twenty spankings" Naitee speak up looking at the floor to which Maverick hide his smile. " Then count out loud, " Maverick said rubbing his hands before her belly while still standing behind her. In the punishment, she has complete freedom to behave the way she wants, therefore, on the very first spank Naitee clutch the chain of her handcuffs tightly while moaning loudly in the process and said " One! "

I alternated—ice and mouth, cold and hot—until she was writhing, moaning beautifully for me. Then came the spanking. I released her ankles temporarily, flipped her onto her stomach with wrists still bound above her, and propped a pillow under her hips. Her ass was raised perfectly. I started soft warm up strokes of my palm over her cheeks, rubbing the skin until it glowed. Then harder. Sharp, resounding smacks that made her gasp and moan. I alternated cheeks, occasionally dipping my fingers between her thighs to find her soaked. “You’re dripping down your thighs,” I growled, spanking her again, harder. “Such a dirty wife.” I whispered with every brutal slow thrust. Somehow this felt even mor

I spat on her entrance, rubbing it in with my tip before slamming back in, doggy style, pounding relentlessly, hands spanking her cheeks red. “You’re mine,” I snarled, leaning over to whisper in her ear, “not hers, not tonight.” She pushed back, meeting every thrust, her moans turning primal, pussy milking me as orgasm built. I reached around, rubbing her clit fast, sending her over the edge, her body shaking, walls spasming, screaming my name as she came hard, soaking the leather. But I wasn’t done. I flipped her again, sitting her on my lap, reverse cowgirl, her ass grinding against my stomach as she rode again, slower now, teasing, drawing it out.

I moaned, no longer caring who might hear. He spanked my ass red, the sharp slaps mixing with the movie sounds. His cock battered my insides, stretching me wide open with every brutal thrust. I came again, squirting down my thighs and onto the cinema floor in messy streams. Uncle Lucas pulled out, spun me around, and sat back down, pulling me onto his cock reverse cowgirl. I rode him desperately, grinding and bouncing while he reached around to rub my clit. The angle was devastating. His fat cock hit spots so deep I saw stars.

they left the woman stuttering and stammering in the middle of the coffee shop and Rin whispered in her ear, “you are in trouble topolina for egging her on.” She giggled, “I couldn’t help myself or at least until she kept touching you. Consent works both ways. You don’t put hands upon someone who doesn’t like it.” “I agree, which is why when I spank you soon for being such an instigator, I will consider the way you pushed her off me as partial payment.” “You’re really going to give me spankings? “It might even be multiple ones with multiple devices. My hand, a paddle, the riding crop. I may even tie you down for them.” He was full on teasing her now as they left the coffee shop and headed to

The sound filled the room, mingling with the ticking clock and the faint crackle of the candle, creating a symphony of anticipation. “Skirt up,” James instructed, his voice firm but laced with encouragement. Laura reached back, her fingers fumbling slightly as she pulled the skirt over her hips, revealing black lace panties that hugged her curves. James’s breath caught, his arousal spiking at the sight. He resumed the spanking, the paddle now connecting with the bare skin above her stockings, each smack eliciting a soft gasp from Laura. Her gasps soon turned to moans, her body rocking slightly with each strike, a sign she was fully immersed in the moment.