Lesbians Spanking Novels & Stories

The broad one was brutal, unhooking one ankle to fold her leg high, slamming into her ass with no prep beyond her slickness burning stretch yielding to filthy fullness. Wax sealed her nipples as he reamed her, handprints covering her cheeks from relentless spanking, skin on fire. "Cry out, whore!" he demanded, and she did tears streaming as orgasms tore through her, sobbing "More! Fuck me harder!".pussy and ass clenching, squirting across the floor. They rotated endlessly under the lights, cocks swapping holes, wax building crusty patterns on her body, spanks turning her ass purple.

"Oh yeah, could we? That was the best sex ever, for sure. I never would have thought I'd be some kind of butt slut anal whore, but Mr. Canon's been teaching me so much about sex and sexuality. What's your favorite thing to do with him?" I looked to Tabitha curiously. She blushed -- an impressive deception, if it was that -- and took a moment before mumbling, "Um, he sort of gave me a... spanking fetish?" "Oh my gosh, hashtag spanking, hashtag schoolgirl, hashtag petite -- you guys are like a walking fetish video. That's so cool!" "How is spanking any different from the anal sex thing? Aren't we both walking fetishes?"

Fingers dipped between spanks, teasing their slits but not entering. Jealousy boiled—Sophia glancing at Isabella's redder ass, demanding equal. "Why is hers darker?" Liam smirked, fingering Sophia shallow while spanking Isabella again. "Compete all you want. Daddy owns both." They begged in tandem, "Please, touch us more." He edged them relentless—fingers pumping, clits rubbed, building sobs. Isabella came close first, body shaking. Stop. Sophia next, tears welling. Stop. "No cumming, sluts. Learn to share."

None of my pack ever believed in BDSM, or have any interest in sex clubs, I heard what they said when this club opened. Running fingers through my hair, i watched a woman who was bent over a spanking bench get her ass tanned, her tender white flesh blushed a nice rouge as the man, her Dom, went at her for some misdemeanor. The scene left my cunt creaming, her skin was dark, and it took a lot for her ass to show any hint of red. I knew as I had been told before, finding a man to become my Master or Dom had put me in some bad situations, the men within my pack didn’t believe in taking a hand or cane to woman, let alone punishing her.

"Don't try anything funny, okay? Some of the girls are still underage." She nodded vigorously with a wide smile. To our surprise, no one stopped us. I guess it was because they saw my VIP pass, or that they probably thought Karmen was one of the models. Elise was quite a familiar face that everyone just smiled at her as they passed by. Everything went smoothly. We got into the dressing room again. Girls walked around the place in their sexy underwear. "Oh my ovaries," Karmen breathed as she looked at them. "This is how lesbians get pregnant."

This is an explicit adult anthology intended for mature readers only. It contains highly steamy, graphic scenes of lesbian sex between consenting adult women. --- In the heat of forbidden cravings and stolen moments, women surrender to their deepest, wettest desires. Sapphic Desires is a scorching collection of passionate W/W erotica, where soft curves press together, eager tongues explore, and trembling bodies lose themselves in raw, dripping pleasure. From a defiant student’s impulsive kiss in her strict teacher’s office—leading to hungry fingers, sucking lips on aching nipples, and intense, moaning climaxes—to an unexpected visitor who joins the fray, turning shock into a slick,

Not so fast and so easily. Does she wish to live so bad that she would consider a life as a submissive whore to someone who caused so much hurt to her and made the one she claimed to love lose everything he had? What was this? ' It must be some sort of bewitchment! It's not true!' Harrod just couldn't believe his own eyes. His own wife, mate and soul had whipped out the humongous member of Alpha Jason, which was about half the size of her forearm and stared at it with slight admiration in her gaze as she slowly stroke it.

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.

He disappeared behind her and her fear revisited her. She was on her fours now. He spanked her thigh and it stung. She yelped, but it only made him hit her harder. Then he moved to her behind and slapped her ass cheeks. She grew hot. He attacked her pussy with his large hand and she felt sensations rocking her body. It was nothing but humiliation. She was being spanked. Something she had never thought would happen to her was her reality now. She was being punished for craving liberty. He was merciless with his spanking and it stung.

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.