“Spread your legs a little wider.”
I rushed to comply, eager to have him inside me. To my surprise, however, his hand slapped against my pussy lips. My skin stung, but a delicious pleasure blossomed from where he his hand had put pressure on my clit.
“How does that feel?”
“Good,” I said, my voice tight.
He responded with more spanks to my pussy, each one driving pleasure deeper into my core. The orgasm swelled within me engorged and ripe with mind-shattering promise. By then, I was crying softly every time his hand made contact, unable to contain myself. I began to wonder if I would even be able to remain standing once the climax came. Pure bliss surged through every nerve, obliterating thought and control of my body.
Once again, he stopped just as the orgasm began to crest, just before I reached the point of no return.
“No,” I said, my voice catching. “Luke, no.”
“Are you in charge here? Who are you to say no to me?” He gave me a swift smack, hard enough that it shook the opposite ass cheek as well.
“No one,” I said as the sensations he brought to a peak within me receded to where I could think again.
“That’s right. When and how I touch you is up to me, not you. You best remember that sugar.”
I nodded.
Luke said nothing more while my hips made small circles of frustration, trying to speak for me. Then the head of his cock was nudging between my legs. I cried with relief, tears dripping down my cheeks.
“That’s it, sugar, let it out,” he soothed, running a soothing hand up and down my back. “It’s about the emotional release as much as the physical.”
Beyond speech, I simply arched my back in invitation. His nudging became more insistent, pushing for me to open up. I spread my legs, desperate to scratch the itch he’d brought to a fever pitch. He eased into me, and, impatient, I pushed back to take all of him.
He was large and I reveled in the feel of him stretching me inside. “Oh, God. Yes, Luke, yes,” I said, panting each word. My hips writhed with mindless passion in a fast, wild rhythm.
Grabbing my hips, Luke held me in place, preventing me from pistoning at the frantic pace the desire burning in me demanded. “Whoa, slow down.”
I steadied and accepted the rhythm he set, quelling the urge to speed up. He moved so slowly though, and my body vibrated with need, desperate to go faster and harder. When I lost control and began to buck, he brought me back to my senses with well placed smacks to my flanks.
“You go that fast and it’ll be over before you know it. Take it easy.” He pumped me and I held onto the truck as the force of his thrusts pummeled my body. It still wasn’t as fast as I needed to come, but it was enough to stoke the fire and turn up the heat.
Suddenly he pulled out, leaving me empty. I mewled in protest.
“Here, turn around.” Luke helped me stand and turned me to face him, sitting me on the edge of the tail gate. I propped myself up, placing my hands behind me, shivering as the cool metal of the truck soothed my burning cheeks.
He kissed me again, tongue sweetly taking over my mouth and making me ache inside. Of their own volition, my hips arched toward his cock, begging. In response, he slid into me as his hands cupped my breasts. He sucked my lips and teased my nipples with flicks of his thumbs while his cock hit the sensitive spots in my core. I held onto his shoulders, the triple assault on my senses making my stomach clench as my orgasm prepared to spring loose.
I froze as pleasure rushed me, throwing my head back, mouth open in a silent cry of release. Luke kept pumping and, one hand moved to wrap around me to support my torso while he used the other to lightly smack my breasts.
My body quivered as electric pleasure spiraled through me. Unlike my ass, the strikes to my breast had nothing to do with pain and everything to do with mind-blowing sex. My eyes were open, but I saw nothing, unable to focus on anything but the raging wildfire of sensation Luke had ignited. I couldn’t breathe. The climax was a python, squeezing me with exquisite bliss.
When it finally relaxed, I sucked in air with ragged gasps. Luke still moved between my legs and my body gripped him with the fluttering contractions of my orgasm. Reaching up, I pulled his mouth down to mine, slipping my tongue between his lips. His breathing quickened and he grew harder inside me as he erupted. He grabbed me by the hips and slammed me down his length, holding me there until his climax was done.
A few moments later, he pulled out and helped me stand, smoothing my skirt back over my ass as he did so. “How did your first spanking match up to the fantasy?”
“Beyond my wildest dreams,” I said, stretching out the kinks from having maintained a bent over position for such a long period of time. “How was it for you?”
Luke folded me into his arms and kissed the top of my head. “The same. I didn’t want it to end.”
I gave a shy smile. “Who says it has to stop here?”
“Not me.”
“Nor me.”
We both smiled stupidly at each other.
Luke tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear. “My place okay with you?”
Too giddy to speak, I nodded. Finally my fantasies were coming true.
-And Sara was spanked happily ever after-
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