tears.
Landon cradled me close as I cried out my misery. “I’m so sorrreee… I was so scared… I love you. I will make sure my tank is full from now on and that I always have battery time on my cell.”
“I know you will, sweetheart. I love you too; too much to let something happen to you.”
I snuggled close; as he lay back on the bed with me wrapped tight in his arms, he shifted me so my legs straddled his and then spread his own, leaving me wide open to him. I stiffened and gasped as one large blunt finger began to press insistently against the tender opening of my anus.
“What happens to really naughty girls, Shannon?” he asked me as the finger sank inside.
“Their bottoms get punished inside and out,” I panted as he worked the finger in and out of me.
Then he lifted me off of him and bent me back over the bed while still moving his finger in my ass. Then his finger pulled free and I felt strangely bereft until I heard the sound of his zipper opening.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw him pull the bottle of lube from the bedside table and then I felt the cool substance hit my crack and I moved my legs apart, ready to take his cock inside me. The feel of the large plum-shaped head of Landon’s cock as it pressed into my most private place never failed to make me shiver; the burning stretch was almost welcome as he sank into me.
I moaned loudly as he took me to the root in one long thrust, his balls resting against my sore backside.
“Naughty girls take it up the ass, don’t they?” he asked me as he began to drive in and out of me hard and fast, thighs slapping against my roasted bottom with every inward stroke, reawakening the sting.
“Yes, sir, naughty girls take it hard up the ass!” I cried, almost lost in haze between pleasure and pain.
My bottom thrust back to meet every thrust. I needed this… needed his thorough reminder that I belong to him, relishing every slam of his body against mine. When his fingers came around to work my clit, I whimpered, rising quickly up the crest, but just before I could go over the edge, he stopped and moved my legs even farther apart.
Then his fingers began to tease me again, only to stop once more before I could come. Over and over he worked me up, teasing me until at the end he pounded into me hard one last time and came inside me with heated spurts of his essence.
I wailed my frustration as he pulled free from me, leaving me aching, empty, and unfulfilled.
“What else happens when girls are especially naughty, Shannon?” he asked me sternly, the gentle hand stroking down my back soothingly at odds with his voice.
This time I answered with tears trickling down my cheeks as I shuddered with my need to come, “Girls who are especially naughty don’t get to come.”
“That’s right, now stay where you are and I’ll be right back to clean you up.”
Sighing, I let myself sink into the mattress, my bottom was throbbing and sore inside and out; something I never minded so much when I got to come, but now my clit was throbbing just as hard in need. I’d never wanted to rub one out myself so bad in my life, but I knew better.
Landon came back quickly and gently cleaned me up, careful not to touch my clit again. Then he undressed me before lifting me in his arms to put me in the bed and cover me up.
I was absolutely exhausted, but I grabbed his hand. “Lie down with me?”
“Of course, sweetheart.” Landon quickly shed his clothes and climbed in next to me, wrapping me close to his heart.
“I’m really sorry, Landon,” I said softly against his chest.
“I know you are, baby. I’m sorry I had to be so hard on you, but I need you to learn this lesson. What would I do without you?” he asked as he pressed kisses to the top of my head.
My body started to relax as his soothing hand continued to stroke over the skin of my back, sleep rapidly approaching, “Love you, Landon.”
“I love you too, Shannon, more than you could possibly
Landon cradled me close as I cried out my misery. “I’m so sorrreee… I was so scared… I love you. I will make sure my tank is full from now on and that I always have battery time on my cell.”
“I know you will, sweetheart. I love you too; too much to let something happen to you.”
I snuggled close; as he lay back on the bed with me wrapped tight in his arms, he shifted me so my legs straddled his and then spread his own, leaving me wide open to him. I stiffened and gasped as one large blunt finger began to press insistently against the tender opening of my anus.
“What happens to really naughty girls, Shannon?” he asked me as the finger sank inside.
“Their bottoms get punished inside and out,” I panted as he worked the finger in and out of me.
Then he lifted me off of him and bent me back over the bed while still moving his finger in my ass. Then his finger pulled free and I felt strangely bereft until I heard the sound of his zipper opening.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw him pull the bottle of lube from the bedside table and then I felt the cool substance hit my crack and I moved my legs apart, ready to take his cock inside me. The feel of the large plum-shaped head of Landon’s cock as it pressed into my most private place never failed to make me shiver; the burning stretch was almost welcome as he sank into me.
I moaned loudly as he took me to the root in one long thrust, his balls resting against my sore backside.
“Naughty girls take it up the ass, don’t they?” he asked me as he began to drive in and out of me hard and fast, thighs slapping against my roasted bottom with every inward stroke, reawakening the sting.
“Yes, sir, naughty girls take it hard up the ass!” I cried, almost lost in haze between pleasure and pain.
My bottom thrust back to meet every thrust. I needed this… needed his thorough reminder that I belong to him, relishing every slam of his body against mine. When his fingers came around to work my clit, I whimpered, rising quickly up the crest, but just before I could go over the edge, he stopped and moved my legs even farther apart.
Then his fingers began to tease me again, only to stop once more before I could come. Over and over he worked me up, teasing me until at the end he pounded into me hard one last time and came inside me with heated spurts of his essence.
I wailed my frustration as he pulled free from me, leaving me aching, empty, and unfulfilled.
“What else happens when girls are especially naughty, Shannon?” he asked me sternly, the gentle hand stroking down my back soothingly at odds with his voice.
This time I answered with tears trickling down my cheeks as I shuddered with my need to come, “Girls who are especially naughty don’t get to come.”
“That’s right, now stay where you are and I’ll be right back to clean you up.”
Sighing, I let myself sink into the mattress, my bottom was throbbing and sore inside and out; something I never minded so much when I got to come, but now my clit was throbbing just as hard in need. I’d never wanted to rub one out myself so bad in my life, but I knew better.
Landon came back quickly and gently cleaned me up, careful not to touch my clit again. Then he undressed me before lifting me in his arms to put me in the bed and cover me up.
I was absolutely exhausted, but I grabbed his hand. “Lie down with me?”
“Of course, sweetheart.” Landon quickly shed his clothes and climbed in next to me, wrapping me close to his heart.
“I’m really sorry, Landon,” I said softly against his chest.
“I know you are, baby. I’m sorry I had to be so hard on you, but I need you to learn this lesson. What would I do without you?” he asked as he pressed kisses to the top of my head.
My body started to relax as his soothing hand continued to stroke over the skin of my back, sleep rapidly approaching, “Love you, Landon.”
“I love you too, Shannon, more than you could possibly
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