Friday again, the end to another work week…the beginning of a weekend that will seem far too short. Hope yours is lovely. The erotic thriller I co-wrote with Jack Crosby releases next Friday! Stay tuned for details!
She lay on her back spread wide open her thighs tied to the foot posts with her butt hanging over the edge of the bed. A blind fold covered her eyes so she couldn’t watch and anticipate his actions. She was completely open to him and anything he wanted to do to her, a delicious shiver of anticipation slid through her at the thought and she knew her folds were glistening with arousal.
Then she felt him standing between her thighs, and something stroked lightly over her vulva making her give a soft moan of delight that turned to a cry when it left only to return and deliver a sharp strike to the vulnerable area.
It was the small wooden spoon from the kitchen she realized as it began to slap all across the bare lips of her pussy leaving stinging fire in its wake. “Aaaahhhhh…ooohoo…ahhh.”
The slightly wet popping sounds stopped for a moment and she waited almost holding her breath for the next swat but instead gentle fingers slid over her stinging skin then parted her folds to delve into her wetness. Fingers fluttered softly over her clit then teased the opening of her hungry channel. Soft whimpering moans of pleasure came from her as he teased her and then with a shock another hard swat landed making her yelp in surprise.
This time ten quick swats peppered her tender flesh making her legs automatically jerk against her bindings in an effort to pull them together, then those clever fingers opened her folds up again and she sighed with remembered pleasure only to cry out when instead of a teasing caress the spoon slapped down directly on her swollen clit.
“Oooowwww!” she cried when it snapped down on her tender bud four more times. Then his mouth closed over her to suck her little nub deep as two fingers sank into her wet heat. “Ooohooo…yesss….ooohhh please…” she cried everything in her straining to press up to meet his mouth.
He worked her with his mouth until she was right on the edge of cumming, then the spoon slapped down again and again, somehow the pain morphing into a pleasure as he rhythmically spanked her swollen wet cleft, each swat driving her need higher and higher.
When three fingers slid deep inside her as the spoon struck down on her clit hard she shot over the edge and came with a scream, her inner walls clamping down hard on his thrusting fingers.
“Good girl,” he told her as he continued to drive his fingers in and out of her sore pussy in a pounding rhythm that felt so good it was almost painful in itself. “Again.”
Then his tongue was flickering over her abused clit as his fingers drove in and out of her without mercy. He lifted his head and slapped her clit with two fingers. “Do you know what I’m going to do when you cum little girl?”
A shuddering moan escaped her, “No sir.”
“I’m going to fuck this naughty little pussy hard,” he told her as he slapped her clit again before sucking it back between his lips and worrying it with his teeth. She exploded again around his fingers her hips bucking helplessly against his face.
Again he held her open but this time the spoon landed on her wet opening, each swat sending white hot pain through her that was somehow wrapped in pleasure…the two entwining so sweetly she almost couldn’t differentiate between tge sensations wracking her body.
“Please…please…please,” she cried as she thrashed her head against the bed and then the broad head of his cock was being fit to her sore opening and he shoved in deep without preamble.
“Oooh yes!” The spanking had rendered her pussy sensitive beyond belief, magnifying the sweet agony of his possession to heights she’d never known.
“So tight,” he groaned as he slammed in hard to the hilt. She shivered and moaned as his thick cock stretched her wide giving her no time to adjust to his invasion before withdrawing and pounding inside again.
The feel of his cock impaling her as his pelvis slapped against her sore lips making her hungry for more.
“Do you like the feel of my cock filling up that tight little pussy?” he asked.
She groaned, partly embarrassed and partly delighted by his dirty words, “Yes…”
“Tell me what you like,” he commanded.
“I love the way your cock feels pounding in and out of my sore pussy. Make me feel you when I breath tomorrow,” she begged softly as he began to take her even harder, his fingers spreading her lips wide to expose her swollen clit once more.
The spoon fell down hard and fast on her clit as he took her without mercy giving her no quarter as she came with a scream spanking and fucking her through that orgasm and sending her staight into another until the pleasure seemed unending.
He demanded everything she had and she gave it without hesitation. He took it all because her pleasure belonged to him.
He began to grind against her sore mound, the head of his cock rubbing a spot deep inside until she came one final time with a keening cry and he emptied inside her.
Still planted deep inside her quivering body, he freed her bonds and removed the blind fold before withdrawing. “Lick me clean,” he commanded.
She smiled up at him as she dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth licking and sucking him clean with relish. She loved the soreness between her thighs and the way she still felt him every time she moved.
He sighed in pleasure as he ran his fingers through her hair, “Such a good girl.”