Mommy Spanks Hard Novels & Stories

I roughly held her waist. She muffled her moans. Was she really waiting for me? I spanked her ass harshly. Her anger keeps turning me on. I kept spanking her as and squeezing it. I grunt. I pushed her head down and hit her g-spot. She moan loudly. I really hope the girls aren't downstairs.

She screamed as she came, her pussy squirting gushing juice all over my hand, her thighs, and the couch. “I’m spanking this pussy because I’m your dad, and it needs discipline. I know this slut pussy wants to get fucked. Look at you coming like a whore squirting all over Daddy’s hand.” I rubbed her spasming pussy lightening my spanks to almost nothing, making her ride out the orgasm. “Is this what you had in mind for our movie nights?” I slid my hand down from her neck and pinch and pull her nipple. She screamed and her body shook even harder. “Daddy doesn’t know if he likes this, baby girl.”

"Spank them while you finger me!" I brought my free hand down, spanking her breasts firmly. The sound mixed with her loud moans. "Harder!" she screamed. "Spank them harder!" I kept spanking her breasts, watching them bounce with every strike as my fingers drove deeper and faster into her. Skye was losing it. Her moans became filthier. "I'm gonna cum... oh fuck, I'm gonna cum so hard!" she screamed. "Don't stop... go faster!" I gave her everything I had, slamming my fingers into her soaked pussy.

My hands brace on his chest, nails digging in, and I start bouncing, hard and fast, chasing another high. He latches onto my tit, sucking hard, teeth scraping my nipple until I cry out. His hand cracks down on my ass in sharp, rhythmic spanks that make me grind harder. "Faster, baby," he growls against my skin. "Fuck yourself on Daddy's cock." I do, thighs burning, tits bouncing in his face, moaning nonstop. "Cole!- Cole!— gonna come again -" "Do it," he snarls, spanking me harder.

, he said and spanked her hard, "You sound like a school girl. A sl*t like you can do better" "I want you to fill me with your big hard c**k and f**k me hard. I want to screem from pleasure. Please now." "Much better", he said spanking hard and entering her in one swift motion. Jackie gasped from pain and pleasure. He was spanking her and f**king her in the right rhytm, hitting her g-spot. . She gave in to absolute pleasure. She was sweating, and her makeup was melted. Her juices were dripping, and his dirty encouragements were bringing her even more to the edge.

“Daddy uhhh…” she moaned without thinking. Damon froze for a second, then spanked her even harder. She kept rubbing herself on his thigh like a desperate little slut, her soaked pussy leaving a wet spot on his pants. Her moans grew louder with every spank. But Damon didn’t fuck her. He just held her down, spanking her glowing red ass while she humped his leg frantically until she came hard, shaking and crying out “Daddy!” into the couch cushion.

My cock was being gripped firmly, and every single inch of it was being stimulated by the intense tightness around it. “Oh, God, Daddy,” she moaned. “Spank me!” She didn’t need to ask me twice. My right hand smacked her little butt cheek and I could see it jiggle pleasantly in the light that filtered through the curtains from the street lamp outside. Her own hand reached down and began to finger her clit. “Harder,” she whispered. I smacked her ass a little harder, and it jiggled like gelatin. “Harder, Daddy!” she begged. “Please spank me hard!”

One hand slid around to my front—cupping my breast again, pinching and rolling the nipple while the other cracked down on my ass in a sharp, stinging spank. I cried out—walls fluttering around him. “Again,” I gasped. “Spank me again—please—” He did—harder this time—palm landing with a wet smack that echoed across the water. Then another. And another. Each spank pushed me higher—heat blooming across my skin, blending with the deep ache of his cock stretching me open. “You’re dripping down my thighs, baby,” he growled—voice shaking now. “Soaking my cock. Such a dirty little slut for Daddy’s dick. Gonna come again? Gonna squeeze me so tight I can’t hold back?”

He spanked me again, again, again, each blow driving me higher, my pussy spasming around that massive cock, sucking him in deeper, refusing to let go. “Daddy… Daddy… Daddy…” I screamed it, over and over, voice shattering as he fucked me raw, breasts bruised in his grip, ass blazing red, pussy stuffed so full I saw stars. I came undone around him, walls clamping down hard, gushing, milking his cock in violent waves while he kept thrusting, kept spanking, kept squeezing, refusing to let me come down. And still I begged. “Daddy.” He flipped me like I weighed nothing, spun me around until my back slammed against the cold, sticky bar top.

SPANK! "Thank you...daddy." SPANK! He hit right up the middle making my my pelvis try to grind down, gain some friction somewhere. Anywhere! "Oh god thank you daddy!" "That's right baby. Call me daddy. I want to hear you moan it." His hand caressed my backside. I loved his dirty talk. That alone could get me to cum. Three spanks in a row had me cry out. One slap on each cheek and again in the middle at rapid succession. It stung, but in the best way, which is why I was whimpering and asking for more.