MORE
Her
Don’t
just slap me once, it’s not enough. I want more. I want you to strike my ass,
your fingertips just brushing my cunt lips, and I want you to do it again and
again. I heard a woman can come just from being slapped like that. Don’t you
want to try it? Don’t you want to see if it works? Don’t you want to know that
you can get me off just by those delicious hits?
I’ll
get on my hands and knees for you, and you can stand beside the bed, the
perfect position. I’ll tilt my ass up and spread my legs so you can see
everything—my widened ass cleft, my sopping cunt—and wait for you
to hit me. The waiting is the best part, you know. Waiting for that first hit,
for the bite of skin on skin, then anticipating those that will follow. And
those that follow will burn —burn so hot that I’ll want to tell you
to stop yet at the same time I’ll wish for you to keep going. To see if the
hotter it gets the hotter I get. To see if your fingertips meeting with my
fleshy cunt does what it’s supposed to do. You could even slap my whole pussy,
middle fingertip striking my clit, just so I could say that one time, just one
time I was spanked.
It
wouldn’t be so difficult once you got started, I promise. You’d see me getting
high, hear me grunting and groaning, and fuck, wouldn’t that just make you
hard? I’d be at your mercy. You’d be the one in control, deciding how hard to
hit and how often. And if it’s not enough, I’ll tell you.
“More!
I want more!”
If
I knew you were hitting me and playing with your cock at the same time, that
would get me off faster. Knowing you were enjoying it as much as me…I couldn’t
ask for more than that. And if you used lube on your dick, and I could hear you
working yourself over… The sounds created would be just like those you make
when you’re finger-fucking my cunt. Do you like that sound? It makes your
breathing shorter, makes you growl a little in your throat, and that’s what
lube on your cock does for me. Gets me hot.
You’ve
slapped me once in the past, just the once, and I remember waiting for the next
blow. It never came, yet throughout our fuck I still waited, thinking, He’ll
do it again in a minute. Please do it again. I never said I was
disappointed when a follow-up slap didn’t come—it had taken all your
courage to hit me as it was—but I was. Disappointed and wanting.
I
wanted more—moremoremore—and now’s the time to give it to me.
Will
you try it? For me?
Him
You
seem to want more. I think. But more what? I’m leaning towards slaps but it
could just be fucking or cock or maybe even oral. You whimper and writhe when I
get that just right. I bloody love it.
But
no, it’s not oral. I’m pretty sure, at least, because we do that a lot anyway.
Damn,
if only you would just say it. Spit it out and fuck the blushes, yours and
mine. Then I would know where I stood. If it’s a spank you want, just tell me
and I’ll deal with it. I’ll have to.
I
think I know why you’re hesitating. I’m a nice guy, too nice, the sort who lets
a fly out of the window rather than splats it. So why the hell would I want to
hit your ass? Make your perfect, delicate pale flesh burn scarlet with my
handprints? I can visualise it now, the shape of my palm, my fingers and thumb,
outlined like a pornographic hand painting on your rump. The thought of it is
hot, too hot to be trusted.
I
did it once. It felt good, fuck, it looked good too. Your quivering butt globes
offered up, my dick sliding into your slickness and heading towards a ball-squeezing
crescendo.
“Spank
me,” you’d gasped. “Please, spank me. Spank me now.”
After
the shock of hearing those words had settled, my palm began to tingle. Then,
before I knew what had happened, I’d hit you. A thrilling wave of absolute
possession crested through me and I shunted in so deep I could feel your
smooth, hard cervix on the head of my cock. My guts clenched as I watched the
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