Fm Spanking Mga Nobela at Kwento

Fuck me hard. With a grunt, he slammed home, balls-deep in one thrust. Ramona cried out, the fullness exquisite. He gripped her hips, pulling out slow before pounding back in, setting a brutal pace. Skin slapped against skin, his hands alternating between squeezing her ass and delivering sharp smacks that left red handprints. 'This ass... fuck, it's perfect,' he panted, one hand fisting her hair to arch her back. 'You like getting spanked while I rail your pussy?'

As he speaks, he rubs his hand over the fatty lower part of her big soft fair butt, bends his other hand into a curve, and spanks her so hard SPANK!! The sound reverberates throughout the room. "That sounds so good," he laughs, and spanks her yet again on the other side of her butt, eliciting sobs after sobs from her. Her butt turns bright red, the imprint of his hand clearly visible. "That's more like it!" He screams like a maniac and starts spanking her over and over again. SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!! Ariella is shaking and her ass is shining like fresh red tomatoes by the time he's finished.

I pull her firmly toward me as I back onto the mattress, throwing her facedown directly across my lap. Without a moment’s pause, I bring my hand down in a sharp slap against one firm cheek of her ass, which is barely covered by the sheer resort dress she’s wearing. She gasps loudly, and before the sound can even clear her throat, I smack the other cheek. “I don’t like you throwing out f-bombs at me, Bud. Do it again, and I will spank you significantly harder.” “Fuck you!” she fires back instantly. “Lila, Lila, Lila…” I let out a heavy sigh of genuine regret.

“Twenty spanks. Count them.” His palm cracked down on my right cheek without warning. The sting was sharp and hot. “One!” I gasped. He alternated sides, firm and measured, each smack landing with enough force to make me jolt. By the fifth I was squirming, the pain blooming into heat that pooled between my legs again. “Six… seven… ah!” My voice broke. He rubbed the sore skin gently between strikes, then delivered the next harder. “Ten.” His voice was thick. “Your ass looks so good marked up like this. All mine now.”

He laid out the toys on the bed: a thick vibrating plug, a powerful wand vibrator, nipple clamps with a chain, wrist cuffs, and a larger ridged dildo. “On all fours,” Victor ordered. Sophia obeyed, ass up, face pressed to the sheets. The first sharp crack of Victor’s palm across her ass made her yelp. He spanked her methodically — ten hard strikes on each cheek until her pale skin glowed bright red and tears pricked her eyes. Every smack sent fresh slick dripping down her thighs. Damien watched with dark delight, palming the bulge in his pants. “She’s creaming from a spanking, Dad. What a perfect little pain slut.”

Both scenarios worked. “Fine, but if your water breaks while I’m fucking you and spanking your cunt, you can explain it to everyone.” I thrust hard and pull out all the way, smacking her pussy with the flat of my hand. Quickly, I thrust back inside her, fucking her hard a few times before pulling out and smacking it again. After the third smack I pull out and move down her body, sucking her cunt and tasting her sweetness. “More, Sir. More. Fuck me.”

SPANK! "Ahhhh, f*ck yeah!" she moaned out. "That is, it, baby. That is, it! Get into it! Play f*cking dirty! I always f*cking knew there was a stud in there, bursting to get out. F*ck me baby. Slap my ass and f*ck me!" SPANK! SPANK! I repeated the motion, slapping her a*s harder, causing the round cheeks to bounce. "AHHHHH! YES!" she screamed out; her voice rough.

The slaps echoed in the room, mingling with my involuntary whimpers. My ass clenched with every hit, the heat building to an inferno that made tears well up again. “You think you can tell me no, smack. After everything I've given you? Smack” His words punctuated each strike, his tone furious but edged with frustration, like he was punishing himself as much as me. The pain was excruciating, my skin felt raw, swollen but beneath it, arousal stirred. My cock, pressed against his thigh, hardened despite the exhaustion, twitching with each jolt. The friction from the spanks rubbed me just right, pre-cum smearing on his skin.

He brought his hand down on my ass, hard, very hard, and I gasped sharply while struggling harder to break free. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” I continued pleading hysterically as he brought his hand down on the exact same spot, alternating between my two ass cheeks, hitting me over and over again, hitting me so hard that my ass went numb. I’m sure even his palm would be hurting. Before he was done, I was a crying, quivering mess. My voice quavered as continued to cry and beg him to stop, promising never to disobey his orders ever again. I’m pretty sure that my butt was sore, it was red and swollen and even when he stopped spanking, I still couldn’t stop crying.

He flipped her tiny skirt up, exposing her bare ass. SMACK! Ava squealed as his big hand came down hard. “You worried me,” he said, his voice low and rough. SMACK! SMACK! Each spank made her ass jiggle and her pussy wetter. She was squirming, whimpering, and grinding against his thigh. Ava gasped as his hand came down again. Damon held her down, spanking her ass while she rubbed herself on his thigh, leaving a wet spot on his pants. Her moans grew louder with every spank.