Fm Spanking Novels & Stories

The more he smacked me, the deeper the dildo in my arse went. I shook, clenching my teeth as sweat beaded on my forehead. Having your nipples simulated while your arse was being spanked was an experience I never want to have. Yet, I was creaming, rocking my body, craving a fuck. “Fred, no. Please stop. It's painful!” “This is your punishment for going out with another man when you have two men to satisfy you,” Fred said as he spanked me, his palms colliding with the hot flesh of my arse. “Are you that slutty?!”

“Soaking wet already and I haven’t even touched you properly. Does my brother ever get you this dripping? Does Felix make your cunt throb like a desperate little slut?” I whimpered, shaking my head. His hand moved higher, cupping my ass cheek, squeezing hard enough to make me gasp. Then… SMACK! His palm came down sharp and heavy. The sound echoed off the tiles. Pain bloomed into heat, my skin stinging as the soapy water made the slap even louder and wetter. “Ah…!” I cried out. “Answer me,” He demanded, spanking me again, harder this time. My ass jiggled under the impact, turning pink. “Does Felix finger this married pussy the way you need? Or does he just give you quick, polite little fucks?

"You're never going to be anything but disobedient. You will always need stern punishment and hard fucking." The vision of her draped over my lap, her reddened bottom on display for all the world to see as I spanked her, discipling the disobedient woman was almost too much. My balls swelled, screaming for relief. I could almost feel the sting in my hand from the intensity of her spanking, one hard smack coming after the other in rapid succession. I could see the way her face twisted in a combination of pleasure and pain as he body wiggled, trying desperately to keep her position.

spank Come on baby say you're mine. I increased the thrust of my fingers. “fuck.. Vel… say you're mine.” Spank… I slapped her ass ten times, her buttocks turned red as my palm print appeared on it. “Fine, I'm yours. I'm yours only when we are indoors but when we are outside I'm just your best friend's daughter.” Spank…. I splanked her ten more times, angered by her words. I resumed fingering her.

Frankie said softly. I looked into his eyes and said, “You spanked me.” He grinned and kissed me. “Well you wouldn’t see reason and sometimes a child needs a spanking to see the error of their ways. And I would be lying if I said I hadn’t fantasized a less dramatic version of that before.” he said and I gasped heat arrowing straight to my core.

I spat into my palm, wrapped my fist around the shaft, and started stroking in time with the video. Long, slow pulls at first. Root to tip. Twist over the head. Thumb smearing précum. My breathing turned ragged. “Fück yes… just like that… ruin him…” I sped up. Hips rocking into my hand. Balls tightening. The guy on screen was sobbing openly now, ãss red from spanking, hole gaping every time the top pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in. I could almost feel it the stretch, the burn, the way it hurts so good you can’t stop begging for more.

Just like that he increased his pace from a slow one to a long and fast but gentle one. “Fuck!” She screamed, covering her mouth using her left palms. He turned her over as her head latyed on the sofa and her ass high above,slamming hard against his abdomen. Her ass clapped rhythmically. He grabbed her by her hair pulling her head a bit backward as he slammed hard on her walls. Shax hands tried to grab his hair , her body tensed. She shattered. “Cumming!!!!!” she screamed. He spanked her ass using his left hand. He held her waist after spanking her, he slammed so hard on her , pulling in and out rhythmically.

I could feel his rod poking into my stomach, and I realized that he, too, was aroused. I heard the sharp intake of his breath and felt one of his hands on my back, holding me in place. His other hand rubbed my bottom in a circular motion. I was starting to relax; it felt nice. Then it stopped and a stinging slap was smacked on to me. I jumped and gasped. “No, Tova,” he said, gently. “When I am spanking you, you are not allowed to move or to make a noise. If you do, I start over.”