Husband Spanks Me Novels & Stories

I spanked her four times. "Where?” "Plant under my window.” "Good girl. Now count to ten,” I said as I spanked her continuously. " Seven” she moaned, grinding her pussy against my thigh. "Ten,’’ she said finally. I rub my hands over her ass and then slide down to her soaking pussy. So my wife gets off on pain, huh. I rub her clit gently then sink a finger inside her.

"Oh no, and ruin your mom's happy marriage?" Lila reluctantly raised her arms. "Good girl," Ryan mocked, and delivered a sharp spank to her behind. Lila gasped, stifling a cry. "That's for entering my room without knocking." Another spank landed. "And this is for defying me." A harder spank followed. "And this is for trying to slap me." Another, even stronger. "And this… is for hitting my manhood." He squeezed her buttock hard, making her yelp in pain and anger.

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.

Bill spun her away from him, so she'd stop trying to figure him out and bent her over the desk. He was in charge. Manipulating her body to do his bidding. So why did he feel naked in front of a crowd with his dick in his hand? “My fucking wife. Mine," he growled through gritted teeth, holding onto his sanity by a thread. He kicked her feet wide. His palm cracked across her ass, once, twice, three times, turning the skin hot and pink. Images of Dean touching her taunted him. The spanking continued. "Stop being such a fucking asshole," she grunted, but his stinging touch felt like her oxygen.

His swats were harder than Edith's and hurt a lot more making me struggle and begin to push with my feet against the floor to try and move away from my spanking. It was all Edith could do to hold me down across her lap, as she leaned on my back, while her husband spanked my sore ass. She finally told him to go get her hair brush and the lubricant, as I felt the spanking end, and I stopped my feet while Bill pulled my head up off of his lap by my hair while he stood up. The cheeks of my ass were burning as I felt Edith's hand caressing them as she told me more softly,

“But before I go, I’m going to make sure I fulfill my duties as a husband. Can’t have my sweet wife forgetting me while I’m gone.” Her eyes widened, and she playfully smacked his shoulder, knowing exactly what kind of ‘husband duty’ he meant. Her cheeks flushed, but before she could protest, Rican was already carrying her toward their bedroom. Laughter and whispers quickly turned into moans and gasps, filling the room with the undeniable heat of their passion. . ........ To be continued

“Has anyone ever told you that you are extremely blunt?” “You just did,” I said. He laughed — genuinely, the kind of laugh that arrived without effort. “Fair enough.” We sat for a moment in the comfortable way of two people who had just figured out the terms of a conversation and were deciding whether to continue it. “Where is your husband?” he asked. “At the villa.” “You came to the beach alone?” “I came to the beach for some Me time,” I said pointedly. “Which was going well until approximately eight minutes ago.”

"I'd do anything to keep you safe and make you happy as long as it doesn't involve letting you go. I don't care what you think in that little mind of yours, but there's no option for you other than being my wife." Another spank. It was so painful that I caught my breath in a gasp, the immediate shock rushing through every cell in my body. I twisted around, kicking out with my shoes, trying to move away. He put one knee on my left thigh, pinning me even more tightly so that I couldn’t even wriggle, and the spank came down unforgivingly on my ass again and again. The sting spread across my ass cheeks, making them pound in severe pain.

I told her but she hung hip immediately, I sighed as I made a U-turn heading to our home. The ride was quiet, I drove into our house, as I got out of the car heading for the door handle, when I took a deep breath, I got turned the door knob, walking in when a hand from no where landed on my cheeks. "You ungrateful child!" The sound of the slap echoed like a loud beep, I held the door for support as tears streamed down my eyes. "You have done nothing but annoy your husband! What were you doing with selene's grandmother?" Her voice echoed in deep disappointment.

He fisted her hair, pulling her head back so she had to look at the mirror across from the bed. “Look at yourself,” he growled, spanking her ass hard enough to leave a red handprint. “Look at the neighbor fucking you raw in your husband’s bed.” “Ahhh… yes! Spank me again, fuckkk… I’m such a dirty wife!” Another hard slap landed, then another. Lisa’s pussy fluttered around him, gripping tighter with every thrust. He fucked her relentlessly through her first orgasm. She came hard, soaking his cock and the sheets, moaning shamelessly. But he didn’t slow down. He flipped her onto her back, pushed her legs wide and high, folding her in half as he drove even deeper.