Lesbians Spanking Novels & Stories

One spread my ass, the other my pussy, and they pushed in together—filling me at both ends until I screamed around the cock in my throat. The woman climbed onto the bed in front of me, straddling my face again. “Lick me while they fuck you,” she ordered, grinding her soaked pussy against my mouth. I was nothing but holes for them now. Every thrust made my body rock, every slap of their skin against mine echoing in the air. My throat burned, my pussy ached, my ass stretched wide, and still they kept pounding. “Fuck—she’s taking us all,” one groaned. “She’s ours,” another hissed, spanking me hard as he rammed into my ass.

His rough hand cupped my pussy from behind, two thick fingers sliding between my lips and pushing inside me without warning. “Nice and tight,” he said, voice low and gravelly. “But sloppy already. Marco’s cum still inside you?” “Yes, Don,” I whispered. He chuckled darkly and slapped my ass hard. The sting made me jump. “Good. I like my whores pre-lubricated.” He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to the couch. He sat down and pulled me across his lap face down, ass up. Without any warm-up he started spanking me — hard, heavy slaps that echoed through the room. My ass cheeks turned bright red in seconds.

My cock was completely glistening with sopping wetness as I fucked harder, faster and deeper into Leilani, a deep groan leaving me when her walls clamped down around my cock. I dragged her head backward with my grip on her neck, landing a spank on her ass. “You like getting fucked so dirty, don’t you, Leilani...” Some incoherent sounds left her lips in response, mixing up with delicious, feminine moans. That made me fuck her harder, spanking her again. She cried out, shoulders trembling. “Yes!... oh, right there…” Her shaky legs widened the more as she bowed her head down from pleasure, whimpering yes, yes, yes over and over again.

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."

she gasped, throwing her head when I ran my index finger over her ass hole. "That felt so good. Please..." I cut her off with another smack. "I was about to give what belonged to daddy to a dildo" she cried out. "Hmm, you do know what you did now. So are you sorry? Or are you not sorry, yet?" Lisa turned her head to look at me and with the sexiest look in her eyes, she replied. "I don't think I am sorry yet" "You definitely are not!" I gritted and began spanking her hard and repeatedly.

Beth smiled and moaned at Linda and her own depravity and taboo desires actually made all of the details more exciting. Beth tightened her grip on the headboard as her orgasm neared. The older woman was so turned on and horny that she was practically shaking already. The blonde mother was practically abusing her large breasts and nipples in her haze of ecstasy. She had always loved adding a bit of pain to her lesbian pleasure, a love that Linda had enthusiastically provided her. Beth had no doubt that her daughter was at this very moment enjoying Linda's penchant and love of lesbian domination.

"If you stop for any reason or lose focus on that beautiful cunt in front of you, I will add ten swats to your spanking each time. Spread your legs apart." I spread my legs and lowered my face into her bald slit and started licking her, waiting for Master to begin. I gave Lisa an orgasm and my spanking still hadn't started. Master was softly caressing my ass. When her first orgasm ended, Master struck me with his hand. It was hard and I flinched, but I kept licking. Nine more fell on my cheeks, painting my bottom red. I was quietly crying, my tears dripping on Lisa's cunt where I licked them just as I licked all her other fluids leaking from it. After the first ten, Master pushed the handle

She was just as pissed off as I was. “You’ll see.” I threatened, not sure what I would do yet. I walked away without so much of a glance. If she brought that attitude with her tonight, I’d find a way to punish her. The first thing that came to mind was spanking her, which made me roll my eyes at myself. Spanking a woman is hardly a punishment for either party and always leads to sex. If she had proof of my handprint on her ass, that contract would be broken in no time, and I’d have to pay up without getting anything out of it.

“I’ve never allowed a lady on my bed; I’ve fucked many girls, but not on my bed. They are all bitches and should be treated like one.” I stood up, spanked their asses, without warning, I drove my dick in Lande’s pussy, spanking her ass. I banged her from the back, each stroke faster than before. “OMG, don’t stop,” she begged without shame. I removed my dick from her and dove it into the other girl’s pussy, she was still tight compared to Lande. I didn’t show her mercy. I banged her so hard. “Please,” she begged. I continue banging her, not freaked by her tears.

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.