Husband Spanks Me Novels & Stories

“Shut the fuck up and take it. This married cunt belongs to your stepbrother now.” He fucked me like he hated me — hard, deep, merciless strokes that made my tits bounce violently. The wet, obscene slapping of his balls against my clit filled the room. “You’re nothing but a set of holes for me,” he snarled, spanking my ass red. “Your husband thinks he married a pure, innocent girl. He has no idea I already turned his wife into my personal cumdump.” Tears streamed down my face from the intensity, but my pussy was gushing around him.

He pulled me over to his side and had me on my knees in his garage within seconds. “Suck it,” he ordered. “Clean your neighbor’s married cock.” I took him deep, tasting both of us. He fucked my face gently at first, then harder, holding my head as he used my throat. “Good girl,” he groaned. “Such a perfect little cocksucker.” He pulled me up, bent me over his workbench, and slammed back inside me. “Tell me how much you love this,” he demanded, spanking me. “I love it,” I moaned. “I love getting fucked by my married neighbor while his wife sleeps upstairs.”

I cry when one spanks my ass, causing me to jerk forward and take in more inches till I go wild. “Dirty slut.” He groans, hands rub the outline of his cock on my stretched jaw. “Does you husband know you take cock so well?” He grabs my hair, pulls out a bit and blasts in, fucking my throat as he pleases. My eyes poke out, I cough, choking from the intense fucking, but he doesn't stop. “Suck my cock, whore.” He slaps my cheek. Thick bubbly saliva drool out of my mouth, rubs his cock and fall to the ground. My mouth wrap around him and I suck, up and down, harder as he drags my head along.

I pouted and glared at him. "Now look what you've done," he exclaimed. "You're such a tease sometimes. I should have given you a smack for that." I stuck out my tongue at him. "Okay okay fine you win. Now please give me a punishment." He laughed heartily and spank me harder than before. I gasped and shrugged, waiting for him to do it again. I never thought a spank would be this much turn-on for me. After a few more spanks, he finally entered his dick inside me with one force.

During a visit to my in-laws with my husband, Simon Sader, my mother-in-law, Tiffany Moran, stealthily tugged me into the kitchen, where she asked if I had been taking supplements regularly lately. I forced an awkward smile, allowing her to rake her gaze across me. Tiffany sighed loudly. "Then, why aren't you pregnant yet?" Whenever she pestered me about having a baby, I would simply tell her that I had difficulty getting pregnant. The truth, however, was that Simon was asexual. The most intimate thing we had ever done in our ten years of marriage was kiss.

Not brutal, but hurting and pleasing. I yelp, another moan. Another smack. “This is for running away.” I twist my head to glare at him. “I ran because you’re a monster.” Then another Smack. “Monster? I’m your husband now. Act like it.” “Go to hell.” I say. He spanks again, harder, then soothes with a rub. He’s in between my widely opened legs and I feel him position himself, ready. “Fuck you,” I say, the bond pulling me unde as I crave this feeling.

The two of them continues to laugh, leaving me in to try and breathe properly even though my patience has reached its limit. ''Imagine her screaming my name as I fuck her deep and hard or how she would cry out for me to go faster and faster just so that she can feel the fucking pleasure,'' He continues as he leans closer and closer towards my face. ''Then, I'd shove her face down onto the fucking bed just to spank her hard so that she wouldn't be able to sit properly the next day. Man, your wife is giving me all these fucking urges.'' He chuckles. Just like that, my patience has somehow gone off the roof as I push myself away from the man's grasps before punching straight onto his face; cont

He lets me have this. Lets me own this. For only a second longer, and then... he snaps. He wraps his arms around my waist and shifts his hips upward, thrusting into me from below with a force that steals the breath from my lungs. "Nikolai—" I gasp, gripping his shoulders as pleasure shoots through me like lightning. My husband spanks my ass, nips at my throat and then proceeds to bounce me on his cock, squeezing my hips to angle my body just the way he wants me.

I pulled two of his buttons, then shoved my hands on his chest. His lips tasted divine, but I guess he didn’t find mine as alluring. He pulled away immediately, then pulled me by my knees so I was suspended on his shoulders, then he spanked my ass. “Don’t do that in public,” he spanked me again as he took me out of the bar and then into a car. All throughout the car ride, I laid on his thighs, saying everything that came to mind. “I miss mom; what if that prick of a husband does something to her again?” I said.

“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.