Cowgirl Spanking Novels & Stories

Cindy shrugged. "And what, they just hit the sub's buttcheeks?" Cara wondered in bewilderment. Something about Cara's innocent yet eager curiosity triggered a tremor in Jason's finger. The Dom gulped, and kept his eyes on the screen. "Pretty much." Cindy nodded in confirmation. "The Doms who like spanking as a punishment, you'll find that they have firm hands, and their palms are slightly moisturized but still rough enough that it leaves a tasty sting. Vincent, show her your palm." Cindy encouraged.

I grabbed her face, forcing her to look at me while she fucked herself raw. Then, without warning, I lifted her off, flipped her around, and slammed her down reverse cowgirl. She screamed as her ass clapped against my thighs, bouncing hard, her pussy sucking me in like it never wanted to let go. My hands came down on her ass again and again, spanking her cheeks raw until they glowed crimson. “Ahhh—ahhh—fuck! Hunter—harder—please harder!” I bucked up into her, each thrust violent, relentless, jarring her whole body. Her cries turned ragged, animal, as she lost control.

A groan equally tore from my throat at the sudden vacuum that had wrapped around my manhood. She raised herself up again, slamming hard down as she started to ride me. Slower at first until she was bouncing on my cock with vigor…just like a cowgirl. “Fuck, that's right. Ride that cock,” I rasped, feeling my breath quicken. “You like this cock, don't you?” I asked, and I saw her nod as she continued to ride me. SLAP! I spanked her ass, earning a yelp from her. “Answer me,” I demanded, my eyes glinting coldly.

There wasn’t a biker chick who didn’t. Domestic punishment was how we handled our women whenever they stepped out of line. There was nothing abusive about it; all it entailed was a little spanking, followed by rampant makeup sex. We had nothing but love and respect for our mates, but the Roughnecks were all spanking men. We took care of our women and kept them satisfied. Bikers lived by a code of honor, and our women all had to toe the line. Gia let out a startled gasp as my palm came crashing down hard, landing on her left ass cheek with a slap. Her body relaxed as I rubbed away the sting.

I came screaming into his hand while he filled me with his second load of the night. Then I pushed him onto his back and climbed on top. I rode him reverse cowgirl, hands braced on his thick thighs, ass bouncing as I slammed myself down onto his cock again and again. He gripped my hips, guiding me, spanking me hard when I slowed down. The wet, filthy sound of my cum-filled pussy taking his dick filled the tent. “Ride that cock, Marcella. Show me how much you need your stepbrother’s cum.” I came like that, grinding my clit against him while he thrust up into me, my pussy spasming and gushing around his shaft. He followed right after, flooding me with even more cum until it was leaking out aro

17th January I stayed on him a little longer, grinding hard, watching his face twist. Then I lifted off, turned around, swung my leg over so I faced his feet. Reverse cowgirl. I reached back, lined him up, and dropped down slowly. I started rolling my hips, long strokes, hands braced on his thighs. I could see the ropes still holding his wrists, fingers curling every time I bounced. I rode steady for a few minutes. Then I leaned forward, reached between my legs, grabbed the base of his cock. Lifted almost all the way off, only the head still in me, and bent down.

The next spank was equally harsh, and her legs moved further apart. She wanted me to play with her pussy. “Two,” she counted with a breathy moan. As I soothe the sting with my palm, her hips lifted, confirming my suspicions. Ignoring the sweet temptation, I delivered another swat that made her gasp. “Three.” The fourth spank landed lower down on her buttocks, where they meet her pussy. I make sure the sting reaches her where she needed my touch the most. “Oh,” she said through a gasp. “Four.”

I asked. “Yes!” She pushed me down with just one finger, crossing one finger on her lip.” Shhh! No noise,” she said. That was a lie, because she knew I would make the noise when she rode me. Her clit was the type that could make a man who lasts 30 minutes go 2 minutes. She climbed up into the cowgirl position and turned slowly in circles. Spelling the COCONUT with my dick in her pussy again and again and again. Her booty bounce behind, clashing with my laps and making sounds. Kpa! Kpa! Kpa! It went. Her breasts kept flying while I occasionally cupped them with my hands.