روايات وقصص ضمن Women Spanking Men Stories

Turned the knob and pushed it open. I froze, my eyes widening A woman—bare and naked, legs spread wide over Mason's cock. She rode him with passion while his hands gripped her ass, spanking her hard enough to echo. Her moans filled the room. My breath caught in my throat. He tilted his head and saw me. "Harder, you bitch" he growled, spanking her again while his eyes locked on mine. He winked. "Wanna join?" Tears blurred my vision. I ran.

Only then did she realize what she and her son’s friend were doing. She could feel his big cock going in and out of her pussy. Allison was so much in pleasure, but she wanted Thunder to stop already. But instead of halting from fucking her, Thunder just continued and even went deeper from fucking his friend’s tightness. Allison slapped him but he didn't pay much attention to that, and instead continued to thrust his penis into the woman's vagina. The woman slapped him again on the left cheek. "Will you stop or will I scream at you?!" the woman said firmly.

Each loud smack echoed through the room. “You are ours,” Vorath growled between spanks. “Say it.” “I am yours,” Mia whimpered, wiggling her ass for more. “Not good enough.” Vorath’s hand moved lower. He delivered three sharp, wet slaps directly onto her soaked pussy. Mia cried out, jerking hard against their hold. The sting mixed with intense pleasure made her drip onto the sheets. Grim took over, spanking her pussy even harder with his thicker palm. “This cunt belongs to monster cock only. No human delivery boys. No one else. Understand, wife?”

“Do you know where I go on Friday nights, Emily? What I do while you’re here watching my sons like a good girl?” “No, Sir.” “There’s a place, in the City, in San Francisco. It’s called the Hive. It’s a dirty, sleazy place where women who need to be owned for a night go to find men like me. On these Friday nights, Emily, I am spanking other women, beautiful women. I’m tying them up with ropes and chains. I’m forcing them to climax over and over until they can’t speak or walk. And they thank me for it. If they’re truly special and submissive I will let them suck my cock. Now tell me, Emily, what can you offer me that these women can’t?”

They’d come in their pants watching the spanking, now they were hard again. Vito moved to my left, Marco to my right. Each grabbed a breast, rough hands kneading, pinching my nipples hard enough to make me cry out around Rowland’s thrusts. Rowland gripped my hips, pulling me back onto him harder. “Look at them,” he growled. “Watching you get fucked like the pretty bitch you are.” I lifted my head, met the eyes of the men around the table. Some stroked themselves openly. Some are just staring, hungry.

I choked out a muffled cry when a hand took my hand roughly and led it to a cock. “Stroke it” My hands moved on the cock, my other hand flailing to find another cock. In less than a second, a cock was in my palm. I stroked both cocks, my head bobbing on the cock in my mouth while a hand groped my ass, spanking hard. My cock hurt from the long term edging coupled with the fact that I was at the mercy of five hung black men! The cock in my mouth pulled out, replaced by another while my hands swapped on the cocks I was stroking.

“I’m your dirty little married slut. Please destroy my pussy!” Silas slammed into me in one brutal thrust. I screamed. He was so thick, so deep, stretching me wider than Marcus ever could. The burn was intense and perfect. He didn’t ease me into it, he started fucking me hard immediately, pounding my pussy with deep, savage strokes while I faced my husband. “Fuuuuck, this married cunt is gripping me so tight,” Silas grunted, spanking my ass red as he railed me. “Your wife’s pussy is sucking my cock, Professor. She’s creaming all over me.”

She was completely exposed, ass up, holes still plugged and leaking. Jax yanked the plugs out roughly, making her whimper as cum poured down her thighs onto the cold floor. “Look at this married whore. Still full of our loads while her husband sleeps upstairs.” The first slap landed hard on her ass, making her jolt. Then another. And another. Marcus and Jax took turns spanking her without mercy, their palms cracking against her skin louder and louder. Her ass turned bright red fast, then deeper shades. “Harder,” Emma gasped, surprising even herself. “Please… make it hurt.”

He thrust into her in one smooth motion. “Oh my god… ahhhhh!” Sophie cried out loudly. The wet slapping sounds of him fucking her hard mixed with her desperate moans. “Yes! Harder!” I watched them, dripping wet. I touched myself as Lucian pounded into her, dirty talk spilling from his lips. “Take it all, just like that. Both of you belong to me tonight.” He commanded me to join them, and the real intensity began. Lucian took turns with us against the shelves spanking my ass until it stung beautifully while he fucked Sophie from behind, then switching to bury himself deep inside me while he commanded Sophie to kissed me and sucked on my nipples.

He fucked me hard, hips slapping loudly against my ass while the other man fed me his cock from the front. “Such a good little black slut,” the one behind me growled, spanking my ass red. “Taking cock like you were born for it.” I was lost. Every thrust pushed me closer to the edge. My heavy tits swung beneath me. My pussy made wet, obscene squelching sounds around the thick cock pounding me. I came again — violently — squirting around him as my walls clenched and fluttered. They flipped me onto my back.