Wife Spanks Me Novels & Stories

” She got up from the table and went down on her knees in front of him and opened her mouth. “That’s right.”He cooed.”With your tongue,bitch.Clean me thoroughly and be quick.I still have to spank you.” “Spank me?” “You were five minutes late today.”He reminded. Jasmine swallowed. She did not like it when he spanks her. It’s as if the man forgets that she’s a person. But she knew better than to say no to him. Saying no would mean getting a reduction in her pay tonight. She finished cleaning him up.He sat on an armchair,he was like an emperor sitting on it.

“Open up, slut.” She obeyed instantly, sucking him in while Tobias hammered her from behind. Drool and muffled cries mixed as she rocked between them. Darius leaned close to me, his smirk sharp. “Look at her. This is who your wife really is.” I looked. I couldn’t not. Marina’s body shook as she took both ends, spit dripping down her chin, her ass red and raw from spanking. The men switched again, each one taking his turn inside her ass. Every time one pulled out, another rolled on a condom and slid in, forcing her to stretch wider, her body jerking under them.

“Yes. Fuck your wife’s pussy. Destroy this pussy!” And he did exactly that. I loved telling him how much his pussy loved him by giving Kegel hugs. Embracing his large erection in a warm embrace and receiving brutal spanks in return. When he didn’t spank me, I spanked myself to remind him to do so. Even I found out I spanked myself harder than he spanked me. We both loved to fuck my insides. With my hands, I massage my love canal and with his boner – he does justice to his pussy.

I was going to enjoy this. She slowly turned, giving me a perfect view of her round backside and sexy hips. I sucked in a sharp breath and I felt Spirit come alive in my mind. "Do you know how I'm going to punish you?",I asked her in a voice that had gone husky. "No, Alpha",she whispered and I could hear the longing in her voice. "I'm going to spank that nice ass of yours until you plead for mercy. That will teach you never to disobey me",I told her, keeping my eyes fixed on her heart shaped backside. I was slowly going crazy. My eyes shifted into golden orbs as I issued my next command. "Strip"

He spanked me again, harder, the sound echoing through the studio. “You were warned, Lara,” he snarled, spanking me repeatedly. *CRACK. CRACK. CRACK.* Each brutal slap made my ass jiggle and burn. “I told you not to touch yourself. Now look at you — bent over like a cheap whore in front of my actors, your slutty little cunt dripping all over the floor.” The couple was completely frozen, watching wide-eyed as my stepfather spanked my bare ass mercilessly. The humiliation was overwhelming… and it made me cum harder than I ever had in my life.

Her muscles stiffened and when I spanked her, she released her grip in response, causing the slip in to be easier. “Change of plans.” I stood up, leaving my work half done. “I need your tight ass widened like a whore before I fuck you… don't want to wreck your anal sphinters.” It was both in mockery and consideration. Giving a last tortous spank on her pussy, she jerked and squirmed like a squirrel, falling flat on the bed, and rolling on her side. “DON'T.” Leaving her with yet another harsh command, I walked downstairs for a bottle, and fresh air. Maybe a puff too.

"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.

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.

I do get off on my own, when my ex-boyfriend, Roman couldn't get me to the height I wanted, but to get turned on, I always touch myself. “Starting now,” Spank! “You will do as I say.” Spank! “If you as much as disobey me, ever again,” Spank. “Ivana Alex, I will so deal with you that death would be a better option.” Spank! When the last spank landed on my red butt cheek, heat rose to the pit of my stomach and I was already a wrecking mess with a dripping pussy. My butt cheeks hurt so bad, but it didn't stop pleasure, unlike anything I've ever experienced to course through my body.

“Daddy, we don't—“ He pins my upper back across his legs. My pitch elevates as I see his hand lift up. “—have time for this!” My toes curl as his big hand lands across my tiny rump. Oh my god! He just spanked me! I'm a grown woman, and I've never been spanked in my life. “No, daddy, stop! This isn't fair!” Not only does daddy ignore me, but his hand slips under my waist band and pulls my shorts down, exposing my bare ass.