A bad girl knows that her boyfriend loves to spank her ass

By Eroticty

I know what he likes. I play the game because I love him and because__ it makes me hot too. He walks into the bedroom with a stern look on his face. He's so damn hot when he has that look. I know what's coming.

I instinctively look down, my eyes are bashful, and my bottom wiggles on the bed.

'You know you've been asking for this, your well over due.'

'But I haven't been bad,' I stammer. I can feel the heat rising between us. If he wasn't so damn hot, I probably wouldn't play . The fact is though, that he makes me melt. Steve makes me want to cum.

'But you have been bad, and its time for reckoning. You've been moody all week and a good spanking will help improve your mood.'

I know he's right; a good spanking over his knees always does the trick. A good, long fuck after sets my mind straight, and makes me easier to live with. Sometimes I'm moody on purpose, just so he will give me that look.

I come closer to him, and turn around so he can see my bottom as I slid my jeans down. I know his eyes are on my ass; his attentions will soon start. On purpose I'm being extra slow, I know the spanking is going to hurt and that the fucking after will be wild. With a small dose of humility my pants clear my knees; I start to step out them.

'Hurry up, or you're getting the belt.' I know he won't really use the belt, that's reserved for when I really am bad. This is different this is just pure lust.

My eyes grow with surprise; one pant leg is still on, my panties still in place. I'm over his knee desperately tying to balance; one hand instinctively flies to my bottom, the other reaches for the side of the bed to steady my self. I have no choices now; my control is given over to him. It makes me hot, knowing his lust is for my ass, as it reddens under his merciless touch.

He's going fast this time; my panties are yanked down to my knees. Hard fast slaps hit the spot right there above my pussy, where he's knows I'll feel it the most. I know he loves the way my ass bounces up with each smack. I fight to keep from crying as my ass gets redder. I don't want to have to plead yet for him to stop, but it's really starting to hurt. I can't help it I start to blubber and sob; he grabs my hair and roughly pulls my head up. This is it; this is where it really turns me on. Holding me just by the hair, he lands a few more really hard smacks to my bare bottom. I start to thrash, my bottom hurts like never before I can feel the fire and I know he's so turned on. I can feel his cock pushing against my belly, its rock hard. I feel the blood pulse right through his jeans. The blood is pumping his cock up bigger.

Still grasping my hair, he pulls me up off his lap. 'Get that ass up high.' He demands. I assume the position, god how my bottom smarts, I'm still gasping out little sobs. I hear him behind me ripping off his clothes. I'm in the ass up position because he's going to fuck my scorching red ass.

The bed creaks behind me with his weight; his cock just touches the back of my thighs. Steve plays for a moment getting his cock all slick from the juices leaking from my sex. I know he's watching his cock, lovingly slip up to my puckered little hole.

Gripping the sheets that have become disarrayed, my breath ragged as I feel the first nudge to my ass. At first as his cock sinks in I'm overcome with the sensation. Then it comes; the slow in and out stroke. The sting of my flesh mixes with the hardness of his cock; I'm helpless against his grip. Roughly getting ever more aroused he grabs my wrists. My head and shoulders balance me on the bed. With my hands tightly locked in his, he really starts to go. My ass lifts to meet his hips, his skin slapping against mine. He lets go of my hands and gives my bottom another few hard slaps.

Fuck I can feel it running like a river inside me, I'm going to cum! His strength gathers for the last final strokes, I know his eyes are on his cock, pumping my ass. He can feel it too, the surge of blood to his veins and he's ready to explode. Grabbing my hands one last time his cock stiffens and blows. His cum races up inside me, we come to a stop panting, muscles aching and loving every bit.

Calming down he gathers me in his lap, my bottom still burns sitting on his knee. I just want to snuggle close and feel the left over sting. Gently I play with my clit while he kisses my face. Its time now too decide if we'll do it again only this time without the ritual spanking and perhaps give my stinging bottom a break.

The End