Mommy Spanks Hard Novels & Stories

“I want you to fuck me like this. Hard. Deep. Don’t stop until I come. Don’t ask if it hurts. Just take.” Joe made a choked sound. The neighbor sped up. Fucked me harder. Skin slapping. Wet sounds filling the room. I reached down. Rubbed my clit in fast circles. “Spank me.” He did. Palm cracking against my ass. Once. Twice. The sting bloomed into heat. “Again.” He spanked me until my skin burned. Until I begged. “Kiss me,” I demanded. He did—brutal, claiming. Teeth on my lip. Tongue deep.

“Yes, yes, fuck me, use that pussy, daddy, please!” I flip her over rough, grab her hips, yank her ass up high, face smashed into the pillow. I spread her cheeks wide with both hands, spit a long string right onto her little pink asshole, watch it drip down over her stuffed pussy, then slam back in from behind. The angle is brutal, deeper than before. She screams into the pillow, muffled and raw, hands clawing at the sheets. I grab a fistful of her hair, yank her head back hard so her back arches, and start spanking her ass red while I drill her mercilessly. WHACK-WHACK-WHACK-WHACK, each hit loud, her ass jiggling, turning bright red. Every slap makes her clench around me so tight I groan.

He rubbed the spot soothingly, then delivered another smack to the other cheek — harder this time. “Count them for me, princess,” he said, voice calm and steady. “Ten spanks for coming home so late and dressed like you wanted attention from boys who don’t deserve you.” “One…” I breathed as the third smack landed. By the fifth, my ass was warm and tingling, and I was dripping down my thighs. Marcus noticed. He paused to slide his fingers back between my legs, pumping them slowly inside me while he continued the spanking with his other hand. “Six… seven… oh God, Daddy—” My voice broke into a moan as his fingers curled perfectly against that sweet spot inside me.

My cock throbbed harder with every slap. “I thought my daddy was so strong…” I gasped between blows. “But these spanks are so soft.” Marcus growled low in his throat. “Oh? You want harder? I’ll give you harder.” The next strike cracked across my right cheek—sharp, searing. I gasped, back bowing, cock jerking against his thigh. “Yessssssss.” “I see you need a firm hand to keep you in line,” he said. I yelped, then moaned. My ass was on fire now. “Yesss, Daddy. Punish me.”

I brought her down from the counter, spanked her hard, then rammed my cock inside her tight wet pussy. I choked her and bit her shoulder as I fucked her hard and fast, then pinched her clit, making her scream out, blow and spasm around my cock. I spanked her hard a few times and kept fucking her until she came hard again and threw my head back and roared as I came the hardest I ever had before.

“I… maybe… fuck I don’t know right now…” Ava Smack! That last one landed right across both cheeks, hard enough that the sting shot straight up my spine. I screamed, loud and raw, and my body collapsed forward a little onto the mattress because my legs just gave out. But Noah grabbed my hips quick, yanking me back so I stayed right where he wanted me. “Six spanks for six misses, baby,” he said, voice all smug and rough at the same time. “Your ass is so red and pretty right now. Looks like a fucking tomato.”

“Dripping for Daddy before I’ve even touched you properly. Such a naughty little girl.” He brought his hand down hard — a sharp, stinging spank that made her gasp. “Count them, baby. And tell Daddy why you’re being punished.” Smack. “One… Because I didn’t answer your calls, Daddy.” Smack. Smack. “Two… Three… Because I wore this dress without panties to tease you.” He spanked her thoroughly, each firm slap turning her soft skin a bright, glowing red. Mary was moaning by the tenth spank, pushing her ass back for more even as tears pricked her eyes. The pain blended perfectly with the aching need between her legs.

"Harder. I like a hard spanking. It seems to loosen all the tension built up in my ass after a day of work." I smacked her harder. "Harder still," she said. I whacked her harder. Harder than my own slaves got. "Just a wee bit harder." I did it again. "Perfect," she groaned. It had to be one of the hardest spankings I'd ever administered. I did enjoy laying my hands on her buns. Her cheeks bounced around nicely each time my hand came down. Marcia climaxed after 22 strokes, moaning, her ass arching up like she wanted more.

He spanks me hard and pain pulses down my spine. Just as he sinks his cock deep inside my pussy. I gasp, head thrown back in sudden agonizing ecstasy. I don't know where the pain starts and the pleasure stops, and he spanks me against in the midst of it, pulling his cock back and stroking in deeper, fucking me wide and rough. He spanks me so hard I have to bury my mouth in the blankets to keep from screaming as he reaches around my hips to roll his fingers along my clit.

She is crazy, she is perfect and she is mine! — It's called spankings, magissa mou and you have earned them for being so perverse. - I spank her hard. Once. She groans. I caress her other buttock and spank her again. Twice. I feel her inner muscles tense. She's about to explode. I caress the skin of her sacral spine and give her the strongest spank of all, right in the middle of her buttocks. Yolie: I come. Moaning shamelessly. I don't care if someone hears me. I don't care if someone sees me. I only care about Alex and coming with him inside me. I gasp, out of breath for a few minutes.