I rolled over and sighed. The last waves of pleasure surged through me as my orgasms faded. Heat and pleasure rushed over my skin and I collapsed in delicious ecstasy on the bed.
Rick turned over and propped himself on his elbow. “We should get some sleep. We have a big day tomorrow.”
I mumbled into the sheets. “You’re the one keeping me up.”
He chuckled low under his breath and his strong, powerful hand came to rest on my hip.
My eyes drifted closed. After three hours of straight sex, my energy drained and my exhaustion started to catch up with me. I would fall asleep in a second and then…..
That maddening hand glided up my side, down my back, and back to my hip. The touch sent a shiver up my spine and stopped me from falling asleep. I knew his touch and this wasn’t a relax-and-fall-asleep touch.
He slid his palm down my thigh and raked his fingertips up the back of my leg toward my ass.
I tensed and shuddered at the powerful thrill it gave me. He was trying to get me started again and he was doing a really good job of it.
I rolled a little farther forward onto my face in a desperate hope that he would let me go to sleep, but it didn’t work.
He circled my ass and gave it a squeeze. “Mmmm,” he purred. “Such a big, beautiful ass! So plump and fuckable.”
He bent forward and kissed my ass, but at the very end before he pulled his lips away, he sank his teeth into my skin and took a wicked bite.
I yelped and jumped off the bed, but when I tried to turn around to face him, he pushed me back down on the sheets. “Don’t move. I want to admire it.”
He rubbed his hand in circles over my ass, up to my waist, and down my hips to my thighs before coming back to my ass. “Stick it out for me.”
I arched my back. Those touches excited me. Fresh bubbles of juicy heat swelled my pussy to throbbing desire.
If he would only touch me, I would erupt in moaning passion all over again. My desire gave me the energy to keep going. He always had that effect on me whenever he wanted to…and he wanted to now.
He raked his fingers down my thigh again, and this time, he slipped it between my legs and brought it up to my slit.
He grazed my swollen pussy lips and sighed in delight. “Oh, baby! You are so damn wet, aren’t you? You love it when I fuck you.”
I moaned. That sensitive touch ignited all my deepest cravings. He knew I couldn’t get enough of him. I hated it when he teased me and drove me crazy before he gave me what I wanted.
He glided his fingertips up my ass crack and cupped my butt cheeks one more time. “That’s right. You know how much I love this ass. Mmmm. I’m gonna fuck this ass so damn hard.”
He pulled back his hand and slapped me hard across the butt cheek. I jumped a foot off the bed and squealed half in surprise and half in pain. “Ow!”
He pushed me back down. “Lie down, baby. You need a good spanking. It must have been at least four hours since you had one.”
I whimpered.
His voice dropped to a dangerous rumble that sent shivers through me. “You’re a bad girl. You need a spanking.”
He rubbed the handprint he left on my ass and kissed it. The warmth from his hand turned me on beyond belief. He knew I needed it. “Say you need a spanking.”
I tried to push my ass into his hand. “I need a spanking.”
“Beg for it, baby,” he ordered.
I gulped. Could I really do that?
I loved him spanking me. It made me feel so sensitive and hot and I knew it turned him on, too.
The badness of it made me feel so naughty and wicked. It made me feel like a naughty little schoolgirl who needed to be punished for her sinful ways.
It didn’t stop me from feeling sinful. In fact, it made me feel even hungrier and more wicked to do forbidden things with him.
“Please….” I begged. “Please spank me.”
He obliged by smacking me hard on the ass. “You love it, don’t you?”
“Oh, please!” I whimpered. “Please, please spank me. I’ve been so, so bad!”
“I know you have, baby.” He scooped up my thigh and propped my knee higher on the bed so my ass rounded before him. “You’re a bad, bad girl and you need a spanking to make you behave.”
I fell into our time-honored routine and played my role in this game. “Oh, please! I’ll be a good girl. Please spank me. I need it so bad.”
He raised his hand and SMACK! His hand blistered my ass with a powerful, stinging slap.
I screamed and reared up, but he pinned his hand flat between my shoulders blades and smacked me hard on the other ass cheek. “Bad girl! Oh, you bad girl!”
“Ow!” I screamed. “Ow! Please! Please!”
“That’s right, baby. You need a good spanking to show you who’s boss, don’t you?”
“You’re the boss!” I yelped as his hand clapped back and forth on one ass cheek and then the other. “You’re the boss! Please! Please! I’ll behave! I swear!”
“Don’t make that promise when you know you won’t behave!” He smacked me again lower down. He made my ass jiggle the way he did when he bumped my ass with his hips.
It felt like he was fucking me. It made me ache for his cock to pound me into oblivion. “You’re a wicked, wicked girl. You want a man to fuck you, don’t you?”
“Yes!” I shrieked. “Yes! I need it so bad. I’m so bad! Oh, please, fuck me!”
He spanked me even harder. He let his hand fall many times in rapid succession. “You want to fuck? You want me to bend you over and fuck this ass?”
SMACK! “Yes! “I screamed. “Yes! I need to fuck! I’m a bad girl! I’m a wicked, filthy girl who wants to fuck!”
“Oh, I know you are.” SMACK! “I know how filthy and wicked you are. You’re a wicked little devil, aren’t you?”
SMACK! “Please! Make me bad! Please make me bend over and fuck you!”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! “Bad girl!” he roared. “Bad girl! I’m going to punish you.”
“Please! Please punish me! I need to be spanked!”
“You need to be spanked? Okay.”
WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!
I let my screams rip forth. The pain in my ass tore me apart, but the pleasure and wickedness of what I was doing drowned out any sense of wrongness. This was so deliciously wicked that I craved it.
A spanking was just a prelude to sex. He fucked me as hard as he spanked me and the red handprints on my ass turned him on. He loved seeing those marks on my ass while he fucked me.
He gave me ten good, hard swats until I sobbed and cried in blissful ecstasy. He finished by rubbing his palm over the marks and blessed warmth seeped into my skin and bones. I moaned.
“Baby!’ he murmured. “You are so fucking hot. I could spank you all night long.”
“Please!” I moaned. “Please!”
“Please what, baby?”
“Please spank me! I need it so bad.”
“Mmm, you’re a bad girl and you need to take your punishment, don’t you?”
I whimpered again and tried to shove my ass into his hand. The rush of sensation filled me to overflowing. I needed so many things that I didn’t know anymore if I wanted him to spank me or fuck me.
He ran his palm down my thigh again and up between my legs. This time, his fingers sank into my saturated pussy lips and he found my clitoris.
He rubbed it in small little circles and I sobbed in rapture. I rotated my hips on his hand winding up to cum. I ached for him to slide into me and fill me with his powerful meat.
I tried to spread my legs, but he held my knee down so my ass still pointed at his face. He kissed my ass again and the handprints tingled.
He lowered his thumb between my ass cheeks and teased the opening to my channel.
I groaned and shoved back on it when, without warming, WHAM! His hand came down hard on my ass.
I screamed again and his thumb plunged into my depths. I roared in blissful agony as it filled my hungry opening. I arched back into it and WHAM! Down his hand came again.
“Bad girl! Bad girl!”
“Yes!” I screamed. “Yes! I’m a bad girl.”
In a flash, he rotated onto his knees, took hold of my hips, and pulled me back into his waiting spike. His prick drilled into my spongy wetness from behind and penetrated deep into my core.
I sobbed in delicious fulfillment as it sank home and my ass met his driving hips.
Now my wicked need burst forth in all its carnal glory. I backed into his thrusts and he didn’t let me down.
His fingers crushed my hips. My ass felt so sensitive and raw from the spanking that I knew I was wicked. I threw back my head, bared my teeth, and snarled in demonic lust. “Yes! “ I snarled. “Yes!”
“Who’s a bad girl?” he growled down at me.
“Me!” I yelled back. “I’m a bad girl. Fuck me like a bad girl!”
He raised one hand and smacked it hard across my ass. “This is what happens to bad girls like you! They get punished for their badness and then they get fucked like the bad girls they are.”
“Oh, yes!” I howled. “Yes, please! Punish me! Punish me and fuck me!”
He crossed his arm over my back and smacked my other cheek. Fuck, that stinging pain made me so fucking horny and ravenous that I couldn’t get enough.
I hurled myself back on his brutal thrusts and his throbbing hot cock split me in half. My energy escalated and I felt myself starting to cum.
“Yes!” I screamed. “Yes! Yes! Oh, god! Oh, please. Oh, oh, oh!”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! His hand pommeled me again and again and I shrieked in the most explosive climax ever. My juices gushed around his shaft and I drilled myself hard on his wicked tool.
He slid his hands forward to circle my waist. He inched higher to grab my shoulders and forced me down on it as he plunged in again and again. His ridges excited all my inner nerve-endings and I dissolved in orgasm on his shaft.
He roared one more time, “Bad girl! Bad girl! Oh, fuck!” and his hot cum ejected into me. It spurted down my thighs and another powerful thrust sprayed it across my stinging ass.
I moaned in the last blissful surges of delight.
He slowed, but he didn’t stop gliding into my dripping channel. He eased back riding the last waves of pleasure.
He stroked his hands over the handprints on my ass and then, unexpectedly, he smacked me hard four more times, twice on each cheek.
I sobbed, but the moment was over. I collapsed face down on the sheets and seethed in the final throes of dying energy.
He fell down behind me and his arms wrapped around me. He hugged me against his powerful body and his hot breath seared my brain as he whispered in my ear. “My bad girl! You are so fucking bad. I’m going to have to punish you for that.”
I whimpered in my sleep. His skin excited my ass where he spanked me, but right now, I was too tired and happy to care.
