Spanked And Diapered Stories Mga Nobela at Kwento

Mother hissed as Grandfather spanked me again. I squealed around Daddy's cock. I suckled hard on him, my ass burning. I had no idea that being spanked would feel so— CRACK! —incredible. CRACK! Despite the pain, it felt so naughty having Grandfather discipline me. CRACK! The heat melted straight to my cunt, making me itch for cock again. CRACK! I squealed around Daddy's dirty dick. I had to polish his pole. I suckled on him with all my might, doing just that. My cheeks hollowed with the force of my passion. My tongue flicked around him, polishing his pole.

My skirt flipped up, exposing my bare, dripping pussy and ass. "Oh fuck," he growled, his hand coming down hard on my ass with a loud smack. "No panties? You're such a dirty little slut walking around my house like this." The sting made me moan loud. "Yes! Spank me, Daddy. I've been so bad, teasing you." He spanked me again and again, harder each time. My ass burned red and hot. "This tight young pussy is mine now. Your stepdad is going to teach you proper lessons in pleasure and discipline."

They made me cum so many times I lost count. They pissed on me once — Sophia first, then the others, marking me while laughing. They made me thank them after each orgasm. They took pictures on their phones. They wrote filthy words on my body with lipstick they found in the car: “Free Use,” “Cum Dump,” “Mafia Whore.” By the time the sun started to dip lower, I was a complete wreck — lying exhausted on the blanket, body trembling, covered in their juices, dirt, and marks. Sophia crouched beside me and stroked my hair almost gently.

I’m easily confused in this state. We’re not following the script anymore, the script that keeps my fantasies safe. But even though my head’s in a bit of an uproar, I’m still wet and still eager to have Mike—Daddy, I mean—paddle my ass. He flips up my short plaid skirt. Runs his hand over my cotton-clad ass. I force myself to squirm away, but I’m sure he can tell I’m rubbing myself against him, not trying to escape. “You’ve been bad, Cherise. I’m going to spank your bare bottom, like the heroine in that appalling book.” It sounds so corny that I can’t help laughing, although I try to disguise it with a groan.

Frankie said softly. I looked into his eyes and said, “You spanked me.” He grinned and kissed me. “Well you wouldn’t see reason and sometimes a child needs a spanking to see the error of their ways. And I would be lying if I said I hadn’t fantasized a less dramatic version of that before.” he said and I gasped heat arrowing straight to my core.

“Berry wants to be daddy’s toy.” I push my ass backward and jiggle. “Use me like a tool, daddy.” I bounce, desperate. “I'm your dirty little thing.” Smack! He spanks my ass, grabs a cheek, and squeezes. “Good Berry.” “Hmm-hmm…” I groan. The area he spanked stings hard. But the cool sensation of the pool my breasts are buried, makes the counter feelings sweet. Hot spanks in a cold pool, all for me.

Excitement rippled through me, my nipples, now rock hard, ached even more, and my thighs clenched. “Please… daddy.” His grip on my shoulders tightened. “Don't..” he hissed. “Don't fucking do that.” I smiled. “I want you to fuck me, daddy.” “If you call me that one more time, Lora.” He paused, his breathing heavy, every breath filled with failing reatraint and desire that had been locked away for a very long time. “Then I might not be able to control what happens next.” “Please, daddy.. fuck me.”

A freaking diaper, along with a bodysuit, but it's not one of the sexy ones I own, this one says Mommy's girl on it, my eyes went wild, I didn't have a diaper fetish, not a mommy kink, I think. "I'm not wearing that" I declare deciding that I would not wear any of those, moving back toward my closet for real clothes. "You are wearing what mommy picked for you little one," Zelda says in a firm voice, I look at her with a scoff before trying to move away. Faster than I could make it even toward the knob of my closet, I was placed on Zelda's lap facing down, my butt up in the air and my arms pinned down, she landed a painful slap to my bum making me scream, this hurt for real. Zelda started to

Grant grinned and groaned softly, his eyes were full of desire. He carried me up suddenly, my back pressed against the wall of the shower. His strong hands held my ass firmly as he kissed my neck slowly, sucking on my skin. Then he moved down to my breasts and sucked my big breasts hard, licking and biting my nipples gently. “D…daddy..” “Say, thank you!” He ordered, spanking my ass making me yelp. “Thank you, daddy.” I gave him a slutty smile as I bit my lower lip.

I was just used to getting spanked, and yelping to it was instinctive. “Pah!" “Aah, Two…aah, three..aah, four…" The spanking started slowly, nothing harsh or painful. He would spank me, then gently rub my butt cheeks. But gradually, it became stingy. When I counted to ten, the pacing changed instantly. It became faster and harsher. I was yelping and couldn't keep up with the count anymore.