M Spanking Novels & Stories

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.

“Let me make you feel good again.” He thrust into me without any warning, so hard and rough I couldn't help but scream his name. “Damnn I love it when you scream my name.” His voice was laced with lust as he kept going, picking pace with every thrust. Soon I match him, moaning loudly as he pounds stars into my eyes. Frank definitely has a kink for spanking, cause I kept feeling stings on my ass he plunges deeper and deeper. He found my hands and placed them on my back before trapping them together with his right hand while using his left one to spread my cheek as he thrust continuously.

"I'm sorry. I'll be a good girl now. Please, stop spanking me. It hurts." "No more running around," he says firmly. I nod quickly. "No more raising your voice at me." I nod again, and he gently rubs my ass, easing the pain. "You're wet," he observes, a grin spreading across his face. Startled, I quickly jump off his lap and pull my underwear, which looks like a short on me, back up. "My spanking turns you on, doesn't it?" The words choke out of my mouth. "No."

he spanked my ass again, this time harder than the first few times and another moan escape my lips. My body system works so weirdly, he's being spanking me and every normal person would be feel so much pain in their butts, but I'm not, I'm feeling so horny instead and I could feel my pussy dripping already... why? Could it be because he promised to fuck me senseless until my legs becomes useless? "Fuck! She ain't even saying any bloody thing!" he hissed in a pissed off tone. He stopped spanking me, he grabbed my hair and yanked it back, making me raise my head slightly, before squatting to my level and looked me straight in the eyeballs.

“You’ve been teasing me and my wife for weeks. Shaking this tight ass in my face during every session. Getting wet the second I touch you.” He ripped my pantyhose violently right down the middle. The sound of tearing fabric filled the room. Cool air hit my bare, soaked pussy. I gasped. His hand came down hard. SMACK. spanking my wet cunt directly. “Ahhh— fuck!” I cried out, hips jerking. He spanked my dripping pussy again, harder. The wet, filthy sound echoed under the bed. “Quiet, you stupid slut,” he warned, voice low and dangerous. “You make too much noise and someone will come investigate. You want to get fired? You want everyone on this ship to know what a filthy housekeeping whore you

He flipped her tiny skirt up, exposing her bare ass. SMACK! Ava squealed as his big hand came down hard. “You worried me,” he said, his voice low and rough. SMACK! SMACK! Each spank made her ass jiggle and her pussy wetter. She was squirming, whimpering, and grinding against his thigh. Ava gasped as his hand came down again. Damon held her down, spanking her ass while she rubbed herself on his thigh, leaving a wet spot on his pants. Her moans grew louder with every spank.

My hand went behind her head, pacing her efforts and driving her down over my dick. No longer holding her tits, Pete was ready for more and started slapping her with his dick. That was mesmerizing to watch, but it got better when I joined in. Two big cocks spanking her big titties was hot as fuck...definitely something for the "spank bank." We were sword fighting over her tits, and that's when inspiration hit, looking at him, "Lets fuck'r together!" He grinned, "We always fuck'r together...or do you mean both dicks at the same time?"

“Yes! Harder. I love it when it hurts so good.” He spanked me again and again. Each rhythmic smack made my pale bottom turn bright crimson. I squirmed on the desk and pushed my ass higher for him. “Fuck, that feels amazing,” I gasped. “My pussy is getting so wet from your spanking. Feel how soaked I am, Doctor. Slide your fingers between my thighs and check your naughty nurse.”

The spanking was brutal. Marcus used his bare hand, the blows raining down hard and fast. The pain was immediate and intense, a hot, stinging fire that spread across Alex's ass. He tried to hold back his cries at first, biting his lip, but the pain was too much. Soon, he was sobbing, tears streaming down his face, his body writhing under Marcus's relentless assault. "Please," he begged, his voice broken. "Please, Daddy, I'm sorry."

"Well then why don't you lie over my lap and lift up your skirt." I rolled over his knees and looked over at the guys as I pulled the skirt up over my firm round ass. "OK, I am going to spank you now, but I need your help. Daddy sometimes has trouble remembering how many times he has paddled you, so I want you to count out each one up to five." "Yes, daddy." He raised up his right hand and swung it down over my exposed flesh. I yelped "One." Again he swung down, this time on my left cheek. "Two."