Spanking Erotica Novels & Stories

My scalp is burning from the tight grip he has on my hair. “Good.” He releases my hair and goes back to touching me gently, almost lovingly. His hand massages my abused behind. “Such a pretty pink color your ass got from a little spanking.” He leans down to kiss my throbbing globes. The sensitivity in my body always hightens after a spanking and soon I can’t contain the moans of pleasure that work their way up my throat.

His fingers trail along her spine, teasing, commanding. Then—smack. He spanks her ass, the sharp sound echoing like a thunderclap in the air. Amanda gasps, her entire body jolting. Her legs tremble violently, barely able to hold her up. She’s still trying to recover from the brutal orgasm, her thighs shaking, her heart thundering in her chest. But Adrian doesn’t give her the chance. He presses forward, positioning himself behind her, eyes devouring the way her backside is perfectly arched, waiting, glistening, trembling.

Lucien grabbed her knees, pushing her legs apart again and exposing her throbbing p*ssy to him. "You're such a naughty little mate, wearing what you wore and going to meet Goddess knows who," he said as he moved her panties to one side, gripping her p*ssy lips and tugging them gently as Rebekah still tried to explain to him that she did not and only went to the Siren Pack but all her pleas fell on closed eyes. "Look how wet you are," he said, bringing a finger to her mouth and making her suck on it. He began to spank her little pink p*ssy with fast, gentle spanks, making her lips grow warm and wet with each soft smack. It was then that she realized how horny she was, how incredibly turned on

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.

“About my colleagues knowing what a whore I am. About my husband finding out I let the office destroy me…” Lena grabbed her hair and forced her back down, riding her face roughly. I slammed into her ass, the pressure building in my balls. It was all insane, Mara’s body jerking between us, her tits bouncing, Lena’s ass smothering her, my cock stretching her tightest hole while Jamal wrecked her pussy. “More,” I snarled, spanking her ass hard. “Tell us what you’re risking.”

“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?