Wife Getting Spanked Novels & Stories

Using all her strength, Ariana slapped him hard across the face. The sound was loud and sharp. Spencer grabbed her wrist. "This is the third time. Ariana, if you weren't my wife, I'd have dealt with you long ago. Since you slapped my face, you'll pay the price." He then lifted her and—ignoring her struggles—placed her on his lap and spanked her a few times. They were both naked from their previous activities. Handprints immediately appeared on Ariana's pale skin. Despite her slender frame, Ariana had a great figure.

She felt his fingers teasing the clit as he ran his finger up and down her hole. "Killian," she whimpered as she tried to push him off. Killian pulled her closer with a rough jerk and slapped her womanhood. "Oh, you’re so wet, Schmetterling, yet you’re pretending to hate this?" Rara turned her head to look up at him. There was raw amusement in his voice. “A wife should know how to satisfy her husband.”

"But you're not! You're not doing anything wrong," "I know, but it's still hard to convince myself of that. Now, I'm telling you. If a woman wants you to flogger her because she gets off on the pain. Then you are not abusing her. And spankings? Those I've heard are very enjoyable when done correctly." "No! Absolutely not," he said sternly.

Bill spun her away from him, so she'd stop trying to figure him out and bent her over the desk. He was in charge. Manipulating her body to do his bidding. So why did he feel naked in front of a crowd with his dick in his hand? “My fucking wife. Mine," he growled through gritted teeth, holding onto his sanity by a thread. He kicked her feet wide. His palm cracked across her ass, once, twice, three times, turning the skin hot and pink. Images of Dean touching her taunted him. The spanking continued. "Stop being such a fucking asshole," she grunted, but his stinging touch felt like her oxygen.

she growled but made no move to pull away or to protect herself from another blow. My wife enjoys the occasional spanking in the heated throes of passion, and she's smacked my ass from time to time, as well. I admit that I kind of enjoyed that burning sensation, but it never felt like this! This was a hot poker jammed right into my crotch!

Within an instant, Catherine shot to her feet. The chair legs scraped across the floor with a piercing screech. “No! Simon, listen to me!” She turned to my parents with a pleading look before turning back to me. “Robert, we’ve been working together for many years. Divorce will only hurt both sides. Georgia’s only temporarily infatuated with that kid. I’ll teach her a lesson when I get back!” Jane snorted. “Catherine, looking at all the arranged marriages in our circle, no one can put up with such a disrespectful marriage! We’ve shown you enough respect!

Her heart hammered, pussy clenching emptily at the threat, shame twisting into illicit thrill. Liam's dark side unleashed. He flipped her onto her stomach effortlessly, yanking her hips up ass-high, knees spread wide on the rumpled sheets. The first spank landed hard palm cracking her pale cheek, the sting blooming hot fire that made her yelp, skin jiggling. "Count them, wife. And beg for your fantasies." Smack..two, three..each harder, alternating cheeks until they glowed crimson, the heat radiating inward, pussy dripping anew onto the mattress. "Four please, spank me harder! Five tie me up!" He paused, rummaging the nightstand her silk scarf became wrists bound to headboard, tight enough t

, he said and spanked her hard, "You sound like a school girl. A sl*t like you can do better" "I want you to fill me with your big hard c**k and f**k me hard. I want to screem from pleasure. Please now." "Much better", he said spanking hard and entering her in one swift motion. Jackie gasped from pain and pleasure. He was spanking her and f**king her in the right rhytm, hitting her g-spot. . She gave in to absolute pleasure. She was sweating, and her makeup was melted. Her juices were dripping, and his dirty encouragements were bringing her even more to the edge.

I warn. "Make me cum then, because my fingers still work perfectly," she bids out. I look at her and lifting my hand, I spank her pussy and she squeals out in pain, but then, she bucks her hips upward, and I know she is loving this. I spank her pussy a couple of times and London is writhing with pain now. When I look between us, the glistening pooling out of her legs make me wonder if my little wife actually love acts like this.