Novel & Cerita Wife Likes To Be Spanked

"Look at your little neighbor licking you clean while I fuck the soul out of you!" My wife looked down, seeing Sarah’s tongue buried deep in her pussy, and she let out a loud, filthy wail. "Yes! Fuck me! Suck me! I'm such a slut for you, Edwin! I'm your fucking whore!" The admission sent a jolt of electricity straight to my balls. I shifted my grip, reaching around to grab one of Lillian’s heavy, bouncing breasts, squeezing it with bruising force and pinching her nipple hard. At the same time, I raised my other hand and delivered a stinging, open-palmed spank across her right butt cheek.

"You feel disgusted? How dare you feel disgusted about me?" She began lashing out at me, hitting and kicking me. Then, she bit into my arm, leaving two neat rows of deep teeth marks on my arm. In my pain, I slapped her. This was the very first time I hit my wife. She put a hand on her reddened cheek, widening her bloodshot eyes. "How dare you hit me? You have a death wish, don't you?" As she screamed, she readied herself to lash out again. Fortunately, I jumped out of bed just in time. I pointed at her and yelled, "You're nothing but a slut!"

I dragged her panties down her thighs, so slowly it made her squirm, when the fabric was fully discarded I turned her over slightly, outlining her ass before spanking it hard. She gasped, eyes going wide. Her mouth fell open. “You like that?” I asked. She hesitated—then nodded, cheeks flushed. “Use your words.” “Yes,” she whispered. “More.” I spanked her again, a little harder a cheek at a time, and each time my palm made contact with her ass, she jolted, hips buckling eagerly. “You like being punished?” I asked, kneeling behind her, pushing her thighs apart. “I like it when it’s you.” Her voice was ragged. “You make me feel... out of control.”

What kind of reason could justify a bodyguard slapping her employer’s husband in front of so many people? “What kind of reason is so important that it can’t be talked about in private? Why did he have to do this today and at my wedding?” My voice trembled, and I felt the rage nearly burn through my chest. “Well, maybe you really did something? Mr. Martin isn’t an unreasonable person.” I stared at Mom in disbelief. How was this my fault when I had been slapped? What could I have done? All I had done today was attend my own wedding. “What have I done? Tell me then, what have I done?” I questioned her. My voice grew louder, riling the guests up once again.

Pale grey eyes darted over my face. “She put herself in danger and that pissed me off. One thing Bella loves is sex. I knew that denying her that would be a good punishment so I threatened to use that against her.” I licked my lips. “When she does something I told her not to do, I give her a spanking.” “S-spanking?” She frowned. “It doesn’t hurt?” “Punishment is supposed to hurt, it’s why it’s called a punishment.” He gripped her chin to turn her head back when she looked away. “But people react differently to certain things. A good example of this is that Bella likes pain and you don’t.”

I was once again scared, lying down in such a vulnerable position. “Each one of you are allowed to spank her for her disobedience. Five times. I don’t think my wife could take much more than that,” He said it with a caress and a squeeze of my arse that made me stiffen and clamp my legs together despite the anxiety building up inside my chest. “And once you are done, you’ll leave.” Another caress on my arched flesh, as he added, “I’ll go first as my right as her husband.”

She continued to kiss him and did not realize when he had pushed forward entirely. She moaned at the sudden feeling of being full. She looked at him to see his hooded eyes and clenched jaw. He had been suppressing himself for too long. “I want you to move,” she moaned. “No breaking rules, sweetheart. You get punished for that.” He grumbled and flipped them over. “What?” She asked but stopped mid-sentence as he spanked her lightly. “Rules and punishment!” He muttered, squeezing her ass. “I want you to arch up and play with your beautiful breasts while I play with these pert globes,” He said, nibbling her shoulders.

Riley didnÕt use it against her, didnÕt tease her about her bodyÕs telling reaction though he reveled in the fact that his woman was a closet freak. Her pussy was wetter than it had ever been. She was getting off on being spanked and on his rough treatment of her. With her stubborn as fuck personality, he can only imagine that sheÕd start doing shit just to get under his skin and get more of the same, she seems like just the type.

His wife seemed to be in charge of what was happening and she decided that the teen girl’s pussy should take some punishment. Zoe felt the ball gag being forced back in place and she let out a muffled shriek as she was dragged back to the bed and made to get on her knees. Her head was pushed to the bed and it left her ass sticking up in the air and at the mercy of the couple. The spanking paddle delivered another couple of blows to redden the skin even more and the teen girl moaned as she felt the cock being pushed against her ass cheeks. Mrs. Howard spread them open so that her husband could work his cock between the teen girl’s thighs.

He stirred things up in her, just like Callan and Cameron had always managed to do. “Have you ever been spanked little Claire?” Does being slapped a few times on the ass during sex count as being spanked? “I... Yes. Kinda.” She stuttered, blushing hard. “Kinda? Shame.” He tsked, trailing his hands from her back down to her waist and finally on her ass. Without warning, he delivered a hard slap on her ass cheeks and a strained moan slipped past her lips as the pain went straight into her pussy, making her a dripping mess.