Husband Gets Spanked Novels & Stories

He spins me again, bends me over the toilet lid, and drives back in from behind. No mercy now. He fucks me like he’s trying to punish me for almost getting caught, hips slamming, hand fisted in my hair, the other spanking my ass raw. Every thrust forces a choked sob from my throat. “Take it,” he hisses. “Take your father-in-law’s cock while your husband walks away like a fucking idiot.” I come again, harder than before, squirting so violently it splashes the toilet tank.

I was once again scared, lying down in such a vulnerable position. “Each one of you are allowed to spank her for her disobedience. Five times. I don’t think my wife could take much more than that,” He said it with a caress and a squeeze of my arse that made me stiffen and clamp my legs together despite the anxiety building up inside my chest. “And once you are done, you’ll leave.” Another caress on my arched flesh, as he added, “I’ll go first as my right as her husband.”

But that doesn't stop me from feeling somewhat intrigued, so I turn my face slightly, seeing Dominik behind me. My husband keeps a soft smile on his lips, while he has his gaze lowered and fixed on my body, looking at me with desire. His hands are fixed on my hips, but soon they begin to move down my skin, caressing my buttocks and legs, with gentle touches that are somewhat desperate. But before I can ask or complain that he was going so annoyingly slow, Dominik surprises me, when in one swift movement he separates one of his hands from my body and then drops it hard on one of my buttocks, spanking me.

“Argh!” I was instantly frightened and infuriated, the blood rushing through my head almost driving me crazy. It took me a moment to get myself back, and stop the illusion of spinning stars hovering my head. “What the fuck Wilson? Why did you spank my ass twice??!!” I shouted at him, rubbing my ass to soothe the pain. His face beamed widely in an evil way and I sensed that something was fishy. “The first spank was punishment for marrying another man and the second one is a message to your husband.”

“Open up, slut.” She obeyed instantly, sucking him in while Tobias hammered her from behind. Drool and muffled cries mixed as she rocked between them. Darius leaned close to me, his smirk sharp. “Look at her. This is who your wife really is.” I looked. I couldn’t not. Marina’s body shook as she took both ends, spit dripping down her chin, her ass red and raw from spanking. The men switched again, each one taking his turn inside her ass. Every time one pulled out, another rolled on a condom and slid in, forcing her to stretch wider, her body jerking under them.

“This married pussy is so much tighter than I imagined. Your husband has no idea how to fuck you properly, does he?” He started pounding me hard — deep, powerful strokes that made my tits bounce and my moans turn into broken cries. Every thrust slammed against my cervix. The wet, filthy sound of his heavy balls slapping my soaked pussy filled the room. “Tell me,” he growled, spanking my ass hard. “Tell me how much better my cock feels than your husband’s.” “So much better,” I sobbed with pleasure. “Your cock is ruining me— I can’t go back to him after this—”

“Open up, slut.” She obeyed instantly, sucking him in while Tobias hammered her from behind. Drool and muffled cries mixed as she rocked between them. Darius leaned close to me, his smirk sharp. “Look at her. This is who your wife really is.” I looked. I couldn’t not. Marina’s body shook as she took both ends, spit dripping down her chin, her ass red and raw from spanking. The men switched again, each one taking his turn inside her ass. Every time one pulled out, another rolled on a condom and slid in, forcing her to stretch wider, her body jerking under them.

Damn, she thought as she reached for her husband who was studying a file, and glanced at her with a frown. “Tristan, I think I messed up, ‘she sighed as she crawled across and climbed onto his lap, tugging off her nightdress as she saw the impatience in her lover’s eyes at having been kept waiting before his head swooped down to kiss her in a commanding manner. ‘Baby, I think a spanking is in order then,’ said Tristan in a silky voice as he pushed her onto the bed and stood up, stroking his large c*ck in anticipation of the punishment he was about to administer to his wife’s pale a*s.

I just made him taste my fist to shut him up. “Sir, that’s enough!” The maids quickly stopped the two of us before Lucas could even hit me back. “Let go of me!” He didn’t bother to wipe the blood beside his lips as he stepped forward towards me. “You don’t get to tell me what to do, Lucas. As far as I know, you are just a friend and I am his husband! So, I will be the one to take care of him, not you!” I slapped it right through his face, which probably awakened the sleeping monster inside him.

She gasped as he smacked her buttock, smirking at his action. "How dare you?? Don't ever do that again you pervert." She shouted at him embarrassed at his audacity. “Okay” she heard him say but gasped loudly as he again smacked her but making her hiss. "Husband!!! You are so bad! I am your wife?! How can you do this to me?! She shouted and tried to get off him. Tried but obviously failed. He was unfazed by her words and to teach her a lesson he entered the water with her still on his shoulder, dangling.