Spanked On The Beach Novelas e Histórias

He didn’t even ask what was going on — just took in the scene: Rick holding me, Jaxon smirking like he’d seen a scandal, me caught awkwardly between them. “You guys wanna go out?” Jace’s voice was casual, almost lazy, but there was something unreadable behind it. The three of us blinked at him. “Uh… go out?” Jaxon asked. “Yeah.” His gaze flicked between us, settling on me for a beat longer than necessary. “There’s a beach twenty minutes from here. Could use the air. You in?” Rick grinned instantly. “Hell yeah. Sun, sand, and beer—” “And Ingrid,” Jaxon cut in, waggling his brows at me, “finally out of her castle tower.”

Aisha clutched the back of the seat for dear life. As we pulled into the gravel lot beside, the energy shifted. Laughter drifted down from the long boardwalks stretched out over miles. Live music mingled with the sound of carnival rides. Pools sparkled on rooftop decks, packed with rowdy werewolves who had already managed to consume too much alcohol. Nova and I stuck together, weaving through the crowd. When we reached the beach, we dumped our towels and placed an anti-burn charm on ourselves. Sterling was waist-deep in the surf when we reached him, his dark skin glistening beneath the sun as he flirted shamelessly with a girl I didn’t recognize. She had warm brown eyes, a high ponytail, and

“Then let’s see how much you can take.” He pulled me up, turning me to face the ocean, bending me over a driftwood log. My ass was in the air, pussy exposed, and he spanked me again, the sound echoing over the waves. “Such a dirty slut,” he growled, spreading my cheeks, his tongue diving into my asshole. I moaned, pushing back, the wet heat of his mouth making me tremble.

Her moans, as he stroked her breasts and teased her nipples, had been louder than the gentle waves slapping at their bare feet. The unexpected chatter and teenage laughter had forced them to pull apart when a small crowd of beachgoers had run down from the pier to their secluded spot. She and Warwick had spent the rest of their evening watching the stars and sharing lingering looks and secret jokes.

Day 3 – Private beach cove at sunrise He carried me down the wooden walkway at dawn, naked except for the thin gold collar he’d clicked around my throat the night before and the leather cuffs on my wrists. Spread a blanket on the sand, bent me over his folded knees, and spanked me red while the sky turned pink. Then he tied my cuffed hands to the collar behind my back, pushed my face into the blanket, and took my ass slow and merciless until I sobbed from overstimulation and pleasure. When he finally let me up, he sat back on his heels, cock hard and glistening. “Ride me, baby girl. Show Master how grateful you are.” I straddled him right there on the open beach, sinking down inch by inch wh

Then she applied sunscreen cream on her face and all over the body. Kayla went to the beach with Brandon. They walked around the beach. Brandon showed her a beautiful small cottage, his huge solar electric panel, boats, helipad. Then they returned to the beach that's when Brandon suddenly threw her on the water playfully. It was shallow water so Kayla was okay, but she was soaked. "Brandon!" She glared at him. "You look more beautiful when you are angry." Brandon laughed. "Let me teach you a lesson!" Saying, Kayla splashed water all over his body. Brandon was only in his three-quarter pant which got soaked.

He explained. We spent a couple hours fu.cking around with the humans. Father would point to a couple people and tell me what emotion to bring out. We had a couple of dudes fight, a couple almost fu.ck out on the beach, and a man feel so powerful that he tried to dive off the pier. It was all funny to watch, but I could help but hear Zerena's snarky remarks or Emerson's husky laugh in my head. I was really starting to miss those as.sholes. 'Hey, Rena, think you can bring everyone to the beach? I wanna show you guys something.' I linked her, hoping she'd say yes.

With a huge smile, I notice Petter pulling out my swimsuit and shaking his brow at me while rubbing my bikini top on his chest. "We're going to the beach!" he says in a sultry voice, and everyone goes to get ready. The beach is only a short walk away, and I put on my tube top that reads CAUTION and bikini bottoms that say Slippery When Wet. Finally arriving, I see a small group of four guys, one of whom captures my whole and undivided attention. Erin's tan, well-built torso with tribal tattoos prompts him to lay his hand under my gaping jaw and close it, laughing at my stunned reaction to this attractive man. His hair is white and pulled back in a high ponytail.

“I hope when the girls find you, Dimi takes her time wrecking you. I hate you. I want to go home. Set me free.” He dragged her along the beach and back to the house and she stumbled to keep up as he threw back a patio chair, grabbed her and shoved her over his lap, smacking her bottom hard with his bare hand. She screamed at the brutality of the action and wriggled to get free but he landed four more smacks while he kept her pinned with his legs and other hand. She was sobbing when he pushed her to a standing position. Tears streamed down her cheeks as her ass stung from the ferocity of the spanking, she had received through the thin silk of her pjs.

That was very annoying, he was treating me like a kid, scolding me for a minute and when he saw that I wanted to apologize, he would cut in, pretending and painting it to be okay when it was not. "So, how do you see this place? Giving?" He questioned me. That was when I had the time to turn all around to stare. We were on a beach, and then it was not a bother, knowing that the route to this place was bad. I wasn't expecting anything less. Judging from the cold breeze oozing all around me, blowing my hair about and causing me to feel colder. The view of the water was beautiful, and seeing the kids and a few adults who were playing around in swimming suits and bikinis made the place to be colo