Wives Who Spank Novels & Stories

The desk shook with every brutal stroke. Lila cried out in pleasure, pushing her ass back to meet him. “Harder!” she moaned. “Fuck me like my husband never could!” Noah railed her mercilessly, one hand fisting her hair while the other spanked her ass red. “Your husband pays me to work here,” he growled, spanking her again. “And now I’m fucking his beautiful young wife on his own desk. How does that feel, Mrs. Whitaker?” “So good!” she sobbed, legs shaking. “I’m such a bad wife… Don’t stop… Fill me with your cum!”

She shouted as her patience ran out and pain became unbearable but I held her hands pinned behind her back as I kept spanking it harder and harder. "What did you think? We are husband and wife now so I won't punish you for defying me and will make love to you? You're so wrong babes because you made one hell of a mistake by running away " I told her as i kept spanking her ass more barbarously until it turned bleeding red.

she gasped, pushing back against me. I spanked her right ass cheek hard, the sharp crack ringing out over the water. Her flesh jiggled deliciously, turning a pretty pink almost instantly. I alternated between cheeks, spanking her in a steady rhythm. Elena pushed back onto my cock eagerly, meeting every powerful thrust with equal fervor. “Spank me more! I’ve been such a bad mommy letting my son’s best friend breed me like this,” she whimpered, her voice breaking with pleasure.

she says. "He won't spank me," I say blushing, mommy did it a couple of times, but never too hard, she said I'm too young for that even. "He will," Viki says nodding her head yes. "No, he won't mommy won't let him," I say feeling sure that mommy won't let him do it. "He'll spank her too, he's the boss," she says, she loves arguing, I have noticed that very soon and we have just met, and she lives for the love of arguing.

"Now I want you to get on that fridge over there, and shoot out your ass for me. Master needs to spank you for being very disobedient. My fridge wasn't the long standing one, it's more like the short, flat long one?... I guess. My hands went involuntarily to my ass, I can't let Ethan spank me on my ass. That shit is painful. My mum once spanked me and I got her arrested. I was ten years old then. Ever since then, no one has ever done that to me again. "I'm waiting slave... you shouldn't keep me waiting." He said softly, too softly.... He sounded mischievous. "There's no way I'm letting you spank me on my ass, I'm not going to climb my fridge and let you hit me on the ass!" I said dead seriou

The three of them went into another world for a couple of minutes as both guys fucked my wife as if their lives depended on it, with Sandra seemingly enjoying every second. “Is that good baby?” Desi grunted, then he spanked her ass– ‘crack’, “do you like it rough?” ‘Crack’ another smack on the other cheek, “I bet you’ve dreamed of getting fucked like this for years?” ‘Crack.’ “Haven’t you?” ‘Crack’, the spanking was getting louder and her cheeks were turning red. Sandra’s breathing was getting shorter and her eyes were nearly popping out of her head as she energetically sucked Kez’s dick while Desi fucked and spanked her.

He saw a red swollen pussy that once again pulsated. “Has my Katherine turned into a slut?! Is Daddy punishment turning your pussy on?..... Answer me!” WHACK! WHACK – right onto the pussy. “Spread your legs … spread them wide! Daddy’s going to whack your pussy full on. No more butt whacking. You need to be punished more you horny slutly girl! In fact, go lie on your back and spread your legs wide open…. Yes… just like a TV antenna… the ballet lesson’s Daddy paid for will finally be in good use… spread your flexible legs wide apart and take the punishment."

Mrs Contreras stopped eating, seeing her daughter stop for once to think. She couldn't be considering it, Could she? Mrs. Contreras turned to her husband who was surely warning her not yo interfere but she couldn't help it. "I don't think that is possible." Ema gave her mother a furious look before speaking for herself. "Mom! I can think." To be fair, Mrs. Contreras was taken aback. Ema had never snapped at her before and this new experience made her sore. Was she starting to lose her? She pondered.

I didn't give him any response and that angered him. " I asked you a question, didn't I?" " He's just a friend, am I not allowed to have friends?" I asked him as I was also starting to become angry. " A friend, that doesn't look so to me, I've warned you several times that you can do what you want when you give birth to my child but you refused to listen and decided to whore around with pregnancy." Without thinking, I slapped him on his face, this was not the first time he was calling me a whore. I could tell he was controlling his anger as he had clenched his fist in anger.

My cock stirred in my robes at the sight of her young, untouched form, full breasts, narrow waist, and the soft mound between her legs that I had claimed as mine alone. I sat on the edge of the altar and drew her across my lap, her bare bottom presented perfectly. The first spanking was always ritualistic, a purification. “Recite with me,” I commanded, my palm hovering. “ ‘Children, obey your parents in the Lord, for this is right.’” The slap landed firmly on her right cheek, the sound sharp and echoing. Sophia yelped, jerking in my lap. “Say it,” I urged, rubbing the spot tenderly.