Lesbians Spanking Novels & Stories

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.

Her cunt flooded in exultation. Bill was soon naked and Alice went first. Just as the night before, spanking a naked Bill brought her to orgasm. Jill went next and with little coaching settled into the best spanking procedure. She too was aroused as evidenced by her hard nipples. Jill didn't appear to cum, but she obviously enjoyed herself. Helen's excitement was even more obvious. The cunt juices were streaming down her thighs as she took her turn. Bill was screaming, begging and bawling. But he received no quarter from any of the females. Their dominance over a subjugated male spread naked over their laps was thrilling their tits and cunts, and they were not about to diminish the pleasure

“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.

“Look at those two sloppy cunts rubbing together. Spank her harder, Yvonne. Make her ass red while you fuck her.” The spanking drove me wild. I ground harder, our clits bumping perfectly. Yvonne’s massive tits bounced with every movement. I reached out and squeezed them, pinching her nipples while we scissored like animals. The wet, obscene sounds of our pussies mashing filled the room. Yvonne spanked me again and again, then reached between us to rub my clit while we tribbed. I came hard, squirting against her pussy. She followed right after, soaking me with her own hot squirt as our cunts convulsed together.

“About my colleagues knowing what a whore I am. About my husband finding out I let the office destroy me…” Lena grabbed her hair and forced her back down, riding her face roughly. I slammed into her ass, the pressure building in my balls. It was all insane, Mara’s body jerking between us, her tits bouncing, Lena’s ass smothering her, my cock stretching her tightest hole while Jamal wrecked her pussy. “More,” I snarled, spanking her ass hard. “Tell us what you’re risking.”

"You ready little slut? No more coddling, from either of us. You're our dirty whore that needs to be punished for being such a slut." "Yes, sir." She said, licking her lips. Goddess, she fucking loved how we dominated her and it fueled us both. "Good girl." Liam spun her around, slamming her into the wall. He kept his hand on her belly though, preventing it from hitting the wall. I smiled how he protected our child. I started undressing, watching how Liam roughly handled her body. She was pushed against the wall and Liam was already naked, standing tall and strong behind her. He began spanking her ass for being such a slut and her arousal was so potent I swear I could come from that alone.

I said with a laugh. Tara dove into Lauren's pussy and started lapping away, making Lauren moan immediately and throw her head back. Meanwhile, Kelly and I took turns spanking the young girl's behind. It only took about five slaps each before Tara's butt cheeks started to get red, but we didn't stop. I couldn't see much of what was going on between my girlfriend's legs, just Tara's golden-brown hair. But I could hear he slurping and sucking, and from the look on Lauren's face, I could tell she was doing a good job.

“There’s nothing wrong with kink. You shouldn’t feel shame for having those desires.” “Yes, but…what kind of normal, decent person likes being beaten up?” “Do I beat you up?” I asked, only slightly amused. “You know what I mean.” I smiled and slid off the desk. I crouched in front of her, lifted her hands off the folder, and opened it. “A spanking is not the same as a beating. I don’t use my fists. I will never use my fists on you.” I turned the first page over and showed her. “See?” I traced the finger down my list of hard no’s. “No punching.”

"But you're not! You're not doing anything wrong," "I know, but it's still hard to convince myself of that. Now, I'm telling you. If a woman wants you to flogger her because she gets off on the pain. Then you are not abusing her. And spankings? Those I've heard are very enjoyable when done correctly." "No! Absolutely not," he said sternly.

Drystan urged dropping a spank on her left ass cheek. Rosealba’s nipples hardened and her pussy tingled. “Fuck!” She cursed, pressing her thighs together. “Why am I spanking you?” Drystan inquired grabbing her hair backward and dropping a spank on her ass cheeks. Rosealba jerked. “Oh my goodness.” Her stomach churned and her pussy burned as it tingled with wetness. “You are spanking me because… because I left your message unread and I… I came to the club.” “Are you a good girl or a bad girl?” Drystan’s voice sounded raspy against the air and it sent a flicker of sensation down her spine.