Jock Spank Novels & Stories

Spanks landed on my inner thighs, quick and pink. “Ready?” he demanded. I nodded, bracing. He stood, lined up, and slammed into me, the counter shaking beneath our weight. He fucked me intensely, my legs over his arms, and my hand never leaving my cock, stroking it viciously. He grabbed my balls, squeezing as he drove deep. “Cum again.” I did, shooting across my stomach. He grinned and railed harder, grinding deep inside me until he came, flooding me fully.

Wear the jockstrap I sent you. And nothing else. My stomach twisted into a knot of pure anxiety. Nothing else. Just a tiny piece of fabric that barely covered my cock and left my ass completely exposed. I was supposed to travel across town like that? To his office? A place where people worked. Where his son, Kelvin, might be.

“Taking my cock while your brother’s gone. Little sister’s all grown up and fucking ruined.” I can only whimper, stars bursting behind my eyelids, pussy clenching around him. “Tell me who owns this pussy,” he demands, spanking my ass hard under the water. “You—fuck—you do—” He spanks again, again, until my skin burns even under the hot spray. “Say it louder.” “You own me, Jake—only you—” He spins me again, lifts me by the thighs, pins my back to the glass. My legs wrap around his waist automatically.

Therefore, when Joanne came to Lanchester for skin graft surgery this year, Jack, instead of Patrick, accompanied her. Jack happened to run an entertainment company in Sapphire City. And his company would occasionally compete with Edwin's Eclipse Worldwide Entertainment for resources. "Hey, I am talking with you," Jack said impetuously. Seeing that Joanne ignored him, he threw a tantrum. "No," Joanne refused him very decisively, touching her mask, "I'm afraid if I take it off, my face will make you impotent, and then I'll be a sinner." In fact, after many surgeries, her face had almost recovered.

"Enough with this nonsense guys." said Jack looking at his band mates who are making fun of him as he got into yet another scandal with a female idol, couple of days ago. "Don’t be grumpy Jack. Look at the gossips. Oh My God! your fans are scolding that poor girl as she is in scandal with you. I pity her" said Zach McQueen one of his band mates. He is closest to Jack. Zach is also known as 'THUNDER' by fans. His voice is so deep and sexy, so they named him Thunder.

"I'm the worst aunt slash pseudo mom ever." I pull out of her with a groan. I pick up a sock off the floor and clean myself off, throwing it into the dirty clothes basket. "He's six months old. He has absolutely no idea what just happened. And he has the attention span of the hyper-hypo." "The what? Hand me a sock please." "The hyper-hypo?" She gives me a blank stare. "Mike Myers on Saturday Night Live?" She shakes her head, jumps off the washing machine, and throws the sock in the basket.

Jake: "That is one very spankable ass! Boss, can I?" Victor; "No reason why the slut shouldn't take a good hard spanking for all the trouble the two of these losers have given us." Jake stepped over grabbing Sophie by the upper arm, swung her round sharply so she was slightly off balance, pulling out a chair with his other arm he sat down and with the girl still trying to regain her balance, laid her face down, ass up over his lap. With one hand on the small of her back, firmly restraining her he grabbed the little string of the thong she had put on an hour or so ago in the hope of arousing her lame boyfriend, gave it a very hard yank and the whole group heard the tearing of the bit fabric a

Chris strode into his modern apartment, a satisfied smirk playing on his chiseled face. The day had been long, but the night was just beginning. As an attractive, fit 34-year-old with piercing blue eyes and an impressive package, Chris knew how to make the most of his free time. And tonight, he had plans with Joko, a tall, skinny twink with a penchant for big cocks and even bigger balls.

She spat on him and began to jerk him off. Jack was disgusted at her spitting on his cock, but needed this realse so badly. Candy took him like a champ, he could not feel that familliar tingling in his balls signifying he was close to release. Candy whilst still on her knee's turned around and displayed her arse and asked him to fuck her. Jack went to his pants pockets to retrive protection and Candy put a manicured hand on his arm stopping him saying he doesnt have to if he doesnt want to.

Spank! " You want me to stop?" Jaxon asks. "No, Master, don't stop. Harder! Spank me harder!" Roxanne's shameless pleas echoed. " That's more like it." Jaxon stops. Roxanne trembled as he helped her stand. Her butt cheeks were red from the impacts. Her eyes went to Jaxon's groin area. She wanted to have him in her mouth like last time. The thought of his length in her small mouth, got her to drip more. Jaxon caught her eyes and smiled.