I have never been spanked. I’ve never had my ass fingered, licked, or fucked. But I want it all. My husband will not do it. He says he will someday, but he acts as though it’s bad, so I’m not holding my breath. So I’m left with fantasy, porn, erotica, and my own fingers, dildos,etc. It is not enough. I want this:
I come home from work and throw my bags on the floor, taking my coat off and hanging it up. I’m wearing my thigh high boots and socks with a black skirt that just covers the tops of them. My white blouse fits tightly over my breasts and is tucked in to my belted skirt. My red bra is visible beneath it. I’m wearing my collar today. I’m wearing white cotton panties. I feel very sexy and I received a lot of attention at work. I know I’ve been naughty. He is going to have to punish me, I know. My pussy clenches in anticipation.
When I turn around, he is standing in the doorway, looking me up and down. I can see the desire in his eyes. He is so sexy standing there,still in his work clothes, dress pants, button down shirt, with the sleeves rolled up. Strong hands and arms. Muscular and hairy body underneath. Evening stubble gracing his face. But his eyes are darkening. I bend over to pick up my bags and hear his intake of breath. When I stand, he says firmly, “Come here.” I do. I stand in front of him and he reaches down and pulls my skirt up, grasping my mound through my panties with his other hand. I’m gazing at his face, looking for approval or pleasure, but he looks annoyed. He rubs my wet mound some, causing me to squirm, and then he turns me around, pulling my hands behind me and holding my wrists with one hand and pushes me toward the couch, saying under his breath, “We have talked about this before. You go out dressed like a slut and come home with your panties drenched.”
He sits as he turns me around and pulls me down over his lap, taking hold of my hands again, behind my back. He tells me, “Clasp your hands together and keep them there. If you move them, I will tie them together” and then he lets go of them. My head is on the couch, breasts pressed against the outside of his leg, belly over his crotch, and ass hanging on the other side, completely vulnerable. He begins to rub my ass through my skirt and I wiggle a little. He says, “Stay still.” I try. He says, “I bet you loved all the attention you got today, slut.” And I begin to say, “Yes, but…” And he says, “Don’t talk.” I’m silent. For a few moments he doesn’t do anything. Just being there in that position, waiting for his punishment, I am feeling shame and arousal. He lifts my skirt then, rubbing my panties, and then the spank comes. SPANK! Right on the middle of my ass. Then another and another, on each cheek. SPANK! SPANK! I squirm and he scolds,“Don’t move.” I try to hold still and then he takes hold of the top of my panties and slowly pulls them down, exposing my bare ass. I feel the air on my flesh, and then his warm, rough hand begins to rub. I’m trying not to moan out loud, but it’s difficult.
I hear his breathing now. I push my ass up a little, risking his scolding, but he says nothing. Then, SPANK! And then he spanks me several times, alternating sides. It hurts and feels almost like he’s trying to control his own response. I feel his cock hardening against my belly. The pain merges with my desire and my pussy begins to clench and drip. He stops and rubs the stinging flesh, then, runs a finger down the crack, making me shiver. His cock is rock hard beneath me and he is struggling not to press up against me. He reaches his fingers then between my halfway down panties and ass, and rubs my dripping pussy, running a finger along and almost dipping in. He is now looking at my pink ass, dripping pussy, and my thighs, my boots still on. He pulls my panties down to the top of my boots roughly, then. Then, SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! He spanks the middle of my ass, several times, then stops and rubs my raw flesh again, sending intense pain and pleasure throughout my body. He rubs my pussy again, dipping his finger in this time, wetting it. Then runs it back up, slowly, stopping at my asshole. Then he runs his wet finger around it. I squirm and moan a little and he presses his hips up, digging his hard cock into my belly. He spanks me then halfheartedly, then continues his exploration of my ass. Using his wet finger to tease my asshole. He rubs my ass with his other hand, then presses his finger into my ass to his first knuckle, probing. I am squirming a lot, now, and he presses me down, trying to hold me still. He spanks a few more times, bringing my cries of pain and pleasure, still probing my ass, now with two fingers to the second knuckle. He is thrusting me up now with his hips. I am pressing my hips down and back, trying to take more of him. My pink ass is quivering.
He digs his fingers into me, three in my ass and one in my pussy now, and thrusts them in and out as I moan loudly, bucking my ass, losing control. He puts a hand on my lower back and presses me down, then rubs my ass, and slaps lightly on my pink flesh as I cum violently on his lap, my ass and pussy spasming around his fingers, crying out. He continues to thrust his fingers into me until I stop shaking and my body relaxes. Then he pushes me down from his lap, pulling me between his legs where I urgently tug at his belt, button, and zipper, hands shaking. His hands are on his thighs as he watches me free his rock hard cock from his pants, bringing a groan of relief and pleasure. I hungrily take his cock in my mouth, licking and sucking him, causing him to throw his head back with a moan. Then he takes hold of my head, pressing me down on his rod, and I work my way down his cock, swallowing him into my throat. He holds me there until I struggle, then lets me up for air. Then he says, in a gruff voice, “Turn around and get on your hands and knees.” I almost cum again when he says it, quickly turning and doing as I’m asked.
He stays seated, lightly stroking his hard, wet, throbbing cock as he watches me there, still in my boots, panties down over them, skirt raised to my waist. He says, “Shake your ass for me, slut.” I oblige, shaking and swaying my ass for him, enticing him to do what I know he wants to do, and what I want him to do. My ass is longing to be filled with something more than his fingers. He sits and watches for a few moments, then orders me, “Pull those panties all the way off and then put your head on the floor and spread your ass for me.” I tug my panties off, almost ripping them in my urgency. Then I lean forward, placing my head on the floor to one side, and reach back to take hold of my ass cheeks and spread them wide for him. I hear his intake of breath, and, “Sooo beautiful, slut. Your ass belongs to me. You shouldn’t be showing your ass to other men, slut. Now you’ll see what happens when you do.” I shiver with fear and excitement.He slowly and deliberately pulls his pants all the way off, lifting his feet to free them and throws them to the side, then unbuttons his shirt,slowly, as I remain in position, ass high and spread wide, knowing he is looking at me the whole time. He pulls his shirt off and slides down off the couch to his knees, moving behind me, but not touching me.
He reaches forward after a moment, touching my hands as they spread my ass for his view. I am quivering, my pussy dripping. He moves forward a little, his bouncing cock brushing against me and I gasp. His hands take hold of my hips and he moves his hips so the tip of his cock is brushing my exposed asshole. I suck in my breath, wanting his cock in my ass so much. He knows, and he teases me, even though I know he wants it just as much. He has so much self control. I have none. He could tease me mercilessly now, and then walk away. I don’t know how he does it. I need him to keep me in control. I can’t do it myself.
I can feel him shaking, though, and I love to make him lose control. Oh God, I love it. So I wiggle my ass a little and push back some, seating his head right at my puckered hole. I feel him shiver and I do, too. Then he takes hold of his cock and drags it through my pussy juices and back up to my asshole. Then I know I’ve got him, because he leans down and begins licking my ass. He does that when my ass is driving him crazy. I love it. And I love his tongue in my ass.I’m still holding myself wide, shaking as he hungrily licks my ass, rimming my hole, and thrusting his tongue inside. I am so close to cumming again.
He stops, then, pulling his cock up to my ass again, grabbing my hips, and impaling me roughly, causing me to cry out loudly with surprise and pain. He says, “There, slut. How does that feel? All of those men looking at you today wanted to do this to you. You like it, slut? You like that big hard cock slamming your ass?” I cough out, “Yes! I want YOUR cock slamming my ass. Yes!” With that he grabs my hip with one hand and grasps my hair with the other, pulling me back hard onto his cock, making me scream. Then he pounds me mercilessly as I take it, feeling the raw pain in my ass and loving it, wanting it, harder. I beg, “Fuck my ass, baby! Harder! Deeper!” He obliges. My body is feeling the pain and the pleasure, too much for me. Screaming, “Ahhhhhhh, God! Baby! Fuck my ass! Fuck me!” My body gives way,shuddering, and I can’t even tell which part of me is cumming. My whole body tensing and spasming, shaking. My breaths hitching as I lose complete control of myself and he drives himself home inside me. He cries out loudly, slamming into me one more time and pumping his load into my raw ass. I’m crying and whimpering, body spasming, cumming all over him.
It’s several moments before we begin to recover. He slips out of my ass, followed by his huge load of cum, which he watches dripping out of me. Then, he pulls me back onto his lap. We sit against the couch and he caresses my face, wrapping his arms around me, kissing me, loving me. I know he loves me. I feel safe. I feel cared for. I feel thoroughly fucked.
This post has been edited by pleasurehunt: Mon Dec 24, 2012 11:15 PM