Redhead Spanking Novels & Stories

It just screams at me to turn it a deep red color. I groan as the sound of her orgasm brings me into the edge and I violently convulse inside her. After we recover, still in the same position, I grab her hair and tug at it so her head lifts up as I whisper in her ear playfully “Breaking my command Caroline… that was a grave mistake you just made here that is call for punishment” Spank! “If I” Spank! “Say don’t” Spank! “Fucking come yet,.. ” I lean down and grab her hair again as I whisper near her, my dick getting hard again at the sound of her moaning “You will fucking obey me, ok?“

“I love seeing your bottom turn pink. It drives me wild. I can’t wait to have you strapped down. I’m going to make you cum so hard you’ll tear the wallpaper off the walls.” “Then it’s a good thing we were wanting to redecorate,” she gasped as he struck her bottom again, this time harder than before. The two lovers fell into silence as the music played on. Sandra was panting wildly as the need rose hire inside her, begging her to relent and enjoy it. Strike after strike, Creighton continued to spank her, turning her bottom a brilliant shade of red. He knew he wasn’t hurting her, and the idea of having control over this little minx wreaked havoc on his own desires.

The three of them went into another world for a couple of minutes as both guys fucked my wife as if their lives depended on it, with Sandra seemingly enjoying every second. “Is that good baby?” Desi grunted, then he spanked her ass– ‘crack’, “do you like it rough?” ‘Crack’ another smack on the other cheek, “I bet you’ve dreamed of getting fucked like this for years?” ‘Crack.’ “Haven’t you?” ‘Crack’, the spanking was getting louder and her cheeks were turning red. Sandra’s breathing was getting shorter and her eyes were nearly popping out of her head as she energetically sucked Kez’s dick while Desi fucked and spanked her.

He lifts up my dress, rubbing my bare ass softly before spanking it. He rubbed my coochie in slow circles that drove me completely wild, like he was prepping for the main deal, which is exactly what he was doing. “Fuck Nova…you’re so…wet,” he growled. His hands found my waist, pushing it down a bit before sliding his manhood inside of me with one deliberate thrust. “Rowan,” I moaned out loud, and then what came after was a spank on my ass. Not to hurt me, but to remind me of what I had done wrong.

He was taking his time today. In a few minutes, his head turned towards the house, still stroking. Another young man came out on the pool deck. Also a swimmer, but a redhead. Paul made no move to stop masturbating or cover himself. My cock surged. As the redhead stepped closer, Paul and he chatted. The redhead was in a light blue speedo, with a very obvious bulge. As he got to Paul's lounge the redhead tossed the folded towel he was carrying on the concrete, dropped to his knees, and took Paul's cock into his mouth. I couldn't help it, I came, hard. I kept watching. The redhead was loving Paul's cock, I could see that. He'd suck him, then just run his tongue over the head. He went low and ge

When I was ten years old, I suddenly gained the ability to see red threads connecting people’s heads. Only those who had actually slept together would be bound by this unavoidable red line. Over the years, two extra red threads popped up over my father’s head, driving my mother to threaten to file for divorce again and again. Because of this, loyalty became the single most important thing I looked for in a partner. In the end, I chose Jasper—a modest, reserved man whose head was completely clean. On the night before our wedding, my bridesmaids hosted a bachelorette party. We played a game where whoever lost had to hand over their phone for the rest of us to snoop through. When it was my

Her dark eyes flitted to the red head and she growled deeply, causing the red head to spring up to her feet. “Get out!” she spat out and without hesitation, the redhead packed up her clothes and sprang out into the hallway, not bothering to cover up. What’s a bit of nudity if covering up would cost her life? I chuckled to myself and I leaned my back on my seat, my eyes lazily laid on Brittany and I almost rolled my eyes at her antics. But I was indeed curious why she was fuming so badly; her wolf was already on the surface. “Talk.”

In one brutal twist he yanked my thighs apart, flipped me mid-air like I weighed nothing, and slammed my stomach down over his shoulder. My wet tits slapped against his back. Water dripped everywhere. My ass was up, exposed, black-veined thighs spread wide. “Time for your spanking, Red,” he purred, voice wrecked from the choke but dripping with delight. The first smack landed, open palm, full force and right across both cheeks. The sound cracked hard and pain exploded, bright and hot, whip marks from earlier screaming in protest. “Motherfucker!” I snarled, bucking wildly, nails raking down his back through his shirt. “Let me go, you twisted piece of shit!”

My fingers pushed the vibrator relentlessly against her clit, anchoring her legs wide open in the air, while Eros’s heavy slaps and teeth on her neck kept her whimpering in a frantic, desperate rhythm. The redhead's entire frame convulsed violently against the ropes. She let out a ragged, agonizing scream and came hard against the vibrator, pouring her slick wetness over the device. I clicked the power off and let out a dark, low chuckle, staring down at her sweat-drenched face. "Look at this... A completely broken whore," I growled. I gripped the fabric of her crimson panties with both hands and yanked with brute force. The lace ripped straight down the middle with a sharp tear, exposing he

They unlocked our cell and slowly opened the cell door. Both Ayla and I took a step backward when they started entering our cell. Ayla yells when the man with a scar on his face yanked her out of the cell. When my eyes darted to Mama Melly, I gritted my teeth because I saw how the man with the mohawk hair manhandles her. He then covered her mouth with a cloth to keep her from speaking. "Oh, you coward! You'll pay for this with your lives," Ayla spits angrily, but the man doesn't seem to care, and instead, he pulls Ayla's hair and slaps her hard on the face, causing her to fall to the ground.