Spanking Erotica Novels & Stories

Between my own arousal and the lube, I was a soaking mess; I could hear the wet, squelching sounds of his work, and I felt the trail of moisture dripping off his hand and soaking into the bedsheets. He withdrew his fingers abruptly, only to rain down a series of stinging spanks. Slap. Slap. Slap. "You like that, don't you? My little slut," he growled, his voice loud and proud in the quiet room. "Yes! Again!" I cried out, my voice high and frantic. "I'm your slut, Kael! I'm yours! Break me, please just break me!" My moans turning into high-pitched wails of pure, unadulterated need.

I requested seductively. He leaned down to whisper in my ear as he spanked me again. “Good girl.” His praise, coupled with both the spanking and his hard, deep thrust, sent me flying over the cliff, making me cum on his shaft. His movements sped up as my juices flowed down his cock to his balls. He spanked me again before he tangled his hand in my hair so he could pull my head back, which caused an intense ecstasy to course through my veins, making my pussy clench around his cock hard. He quickly pounded into me six more times before releasing his semen into me, howling his pleasure. He fell forward, pinning me between his body and the tree while he panted hard, trying to catch his breath. W

“So goddamn tight.” He started pounding me right away, deep and angry short thrusts. The desk shook under me with every harsh thrust. His hand fisted in my hair and yanked my head back, arching my back. “This what you wanted, Sydney?” he growled, spanking my ass hard with his other hand. The slap echoed. “Teasing me for weeks? Walking around with your tits out and your pussy dripping? Leaving your pants behind intentionally You’re a filthy fucking tease.” “Yes,” I moaned. The mix of pain and pleasure was making my head spin. He was fucking me so hard my hips banged against the desk hard, Another hard spank landed on my ass, then another.

“Feel how wet you are for the stepbrother you claim to hate. Go on. Touch yourself while I turn this perfect ass red.” She made a broken sound but didn’t pull her hand away. I watched her fingers move, hesitant at first, then surer, circling her clit while I resumed the spanking. Every time my palm landed she pushed back into it, chasing the sting, her own fingers working faster. The wet sounds of her touching herself mixed with the sharp crack of skin on skin. My cock ached so hard it bordered on pain, trapped against the front of my shorts, but I didn’t free it. Not yet. This was about making her unravel first.

“Look at those two sloppy cunts rubbing together. Spank her harder, Yvonne. Make her ass red while you fuck her.” The spanking drove me wild. I ground harder, our clits bumping perfectly. Yvonne’s massive tits bounced with every movement. I reached out and squeezed them, pinching her nipples while we scissored like animals. The wet, obscene sounds of our pussies mashing filled the room. Yvonne spanked me again and again, then reached between us to rub my clit while we tribbed. I came hard, squirting against her pussy. She followed right after, soaking me with her own hot squirt as our cunts convulsed together.

Jason lifted her once more and carried her to the other padded table. She realized what the cutouts were for when he arranged her breasts so they hung free though the openings. Alex separated her legs and she felt her ankles being cuffed to wooden extensions. "I have found that spanking is an intense stimulation to prepare the body for other delights. Have you tried it before, Miranda?" She nodded. "Yes, I have." "And did you enjoy it?" She nodded again but she was thinking how much more stimulating it would be with the right man. Someone who saw sex as more than just an exercise. Of course, wasn't that what she'd been doing? So what right did she have to complain?

“Or I could fuck you right here, while Kane watches.” The vibrations got stronger, and I thrust my hips forward, seeking more of his touch. His grip on my ass tightened, and I let out a moan. Kane had turned the vibrations as high as they’d go, making me squeeze my eyes closed. Fireworks painting the backs of my eyelids as I came. “I think you need a spanking.” Kane growled, coming up behind me. His hand moving to my other ass cheek, giving it a rough squeeze before he swatted me. “What do you think, Dom?”

“Please spank me first, Daddy. Make my ass burn then fuck me hard from behind. I need to feel owned by you.” His large palm came down sharply on my soft rear. The sting made me moan loudly. “Yes, just like that,” I begged. “Spank your naughty girl harder. I deserve this for being such a bad ex-girlfriend.” He spanked me again and again until my skin felt hot and red. The pain turned into delicious heat between my legs.

His hand spanks on my tits—hard, that made them bounce and sting, nipples rock-hard under the abuse, turning cherry red as I moaned around his cock, the vibrations making him thrust harder, precum leaking straight down my throat. We flipped into lap dance frenzy again with me straddling on top, grinding my soaked pussy raw along his rigid shaft without letting him sink in—cock sliding hot between my puffy lips, bumping and grinding my clit with every filthy roll of my hips, ass cheeks clapping as I bounced faster, spanking his chest now in return, nails raking down to leave trails while he gripped my hips bruising, forcing the pace harder.

“This pussy is mine tonight.” I came again, screaming his name, my body shaking uncontrollably. Alex flipped me onto my hands and knees on the floor, ass high in the air. He spanked me hard, the sharp smacks echoing as he slammed back inside. The mix of pain and pleasure was intoxicating. He fucked me like an animal ,fast, deep, and possessive,while raining more spanks on my reddening ass. “Again,” I begged breathlessly. “Spank me while you destroy me.”