Lesbians Spanking Lesbians Novels & Stories

This time I intended her screams would have a different intensity. Then I seemed to hear Rose in my head, telling me that it wasn’t the way to get her back. I changed my mind about the roughing up, too. “Take me, Lycan.” “Why, you saucy Luna. I bet you’ve had lots of lovers on the sly. Ever used a butt plug? Aw look, she’s gone all shy on me.” “Just do it and leave me alone, you monster,” she spat. I untied her slowly, intimidating her with silence now. Then I bent her over the spanking horse and kicked her legs apart.

He spanked her pussy again and her body jerked. "Please..." she moaned into his lips. The kiss was eating her alive, and so was the pressure building between Leah’s thighs. It would be wrong to flip her over and fuck her right now. Right? That would be wrong... "Tell me you like it," Nathan growled. Leah body begged for him. So she answered. "Ah-yes! I like it! So do it again," she cried, trembling. "Good girl," he moaned, spanking her one more time before pushing a finger back into рussу.

"Mr. Loud-Mouth-Striker is chucking a mental." "Mr. Loud-Mouth is dead right," I mumbled. Stefanie was the star batter in the team, with decent run scores from last season. But she thought it gave her the right to act like a total snob every minute of the day. She strutted around the field, mouthing off about how fantastic she was. She threw tantrums if any tiny things didn't go her way. I guessed she hated my guts as much as I hated hers. Now I was out of my league for good. I definitely wouldn't miss playing with Stefanie Jenkins.

Emily might be on to another woman crush by next week, who knows? Jane brushed a strand of hair from Lucy's face, which never failed to make Lucy blushed. They smiled at each other again. "Sorry we're late!" Emily burst out into the room. Heather had a load of books in her arms. "What do you have with you?" Jane asked. "And please don't tell me it's one of the lesbian pulp fictions again." "But Odd Girl Out was so good!" Emily protested. Lately, the former president of Loser Club had been digging into the genre a bit too deep.

Every brutal slap sent pain through me, but it soon melted into pleasure My cunt clenched greedily around her fingers, making squelching sounds that filled the room. I was grinding back like a bitch in heat “Please… Lila… please!” I begged as drool slipped from my lips. She shoved a third finger inside me stretching my tight pussy wide, fucking me while her palm moved against my sore ass again and again. “Please what, you pathetic slut?” She laughed twisting her fingers “Please stop spanking your greedy cunt? Or please ruin you like the needy little pain-whore you really are?”

Not yet, baby," I said as I pulled my cock out of her slippery hole and told her to finger herself. "Show me how lesbians get off without dick, Selena." I said, watching as she started masturbating, thrusting her delicate fingers vigorously in and out of her pussy, giving me a hot and steamy show as she brought herself to orgasm. "Ohhhhhh, ahhhhhh." She screamed as her body trembled violently on the bed as she shoved her fingers deep into her pussy till the last knuckles. She lay on the bed gаѕрing tо саtсh hеr brеаth as I thrust my сосk bасk into her pussy.

Lautner asked and laughed softly. "I bet his butt cheeks have the mark of your hands already," Mason commented and they both laughed while I was still hugging Mason. "Yeah! Just like how I leave your butt cheeks with a red mark every time I spank you, bro." Lautner replied to his twin brother and I couldn't help but get hornier when a wild thought suddenly pop-up in my brain, Mason was kneeling like a good bitch while Lautner is spanking his butt cheeks until it turns red. Fvck! I would kill someone just to witness Lautner spanking Mason, what makes it more interesting is the fact that they are twins and they do such a sinful thing.

On the sixth, she bit down hard on my thigh through my jeans, a sob escaping her as she forgot to count. I stopped immediately. “We start over,” I said calmly. “Nooo…” she whined, but her hips were grinding subtly against my thigh, seeking friction. I delivered the first spank again. “One!” We continued. By the eighth spank, Lizzie was a complete mess—drooling onto the velvet, sobbing, moaning, her hand sneaking between her legs to rub her swollen clit desperately. “Nine!” she gasped, fingers moving faster. The final, hardest smack landed squarely across both reddened cheeks. My hand print was practically tattooed across her ass cheeks.

I pause for a brief moment, yet I continue, "I don't want him to come out as crazy as you." "Clayton!" From both sides, I hear the two women that I am going to spend the rest of my damn life echoing to every crack and crevice and corner. Betty is the first, "You are not too old for a good spanking." Well, that thought just puts a horrible taste in my mouth and an image that I wish was never, then from the very close left side of me, Isabella, "I am going to snap your head until it spins. You are not too old for a spanking."

13 - All for Daddy Chelsea My pussy throbbed at his words. “Bunny,” I said, trying not to sound too excited. I had read about spanking in romance books and they made me squirm with arousal. I always wanted to try it but never got the chance. Until now. Getting spanked by a man who was twice my age should have made alarm bells ring in my head, but instead, I was getting hornier. Because I knew he would stop if I wanted to.